Wen Yiwan kept a flattering smile on her face, and got up to pour orange juice for Wen Weaving, Wen Weaving didn't drink it, turned her head and said to Gu Rang beside her, "I want to drink strawberry juice." ”

Gu Rang got up: "I'll squeeze it for you." ”

"Stop!" Mu Yanzhou opened his mouth and spoke in a deep tone.

Wen Yiwan looked at the show with a good look, and hooked the corners of his lips proudly, at this time, Mu Yanzhou must be about to reprimand Wen Zhi!

After all, since Mu Yanzhou agreed to marry her, he has been even more strict with Wen Weaving.

I saw Mu Yanzhou say to Gu Rang, who got up: "Squeeze less, she has been like this since she was a child, and she doesn't like to eat when she has juice." ”

Gu Rang's expression was the same, and he nodded and complied: "Understood." ”

Wen Yiwan pinched the hand of the chopsticks and clenched it hard, it was actually different from what she thought, she suddenly mentioned: "Just let the maid do this kind of thing like squeezing juice, why let Gu Rang go and delay the meal." ”

Wen Zhi looked at Wen Yiwan: "I don't worry about the servants at home, if someone instructs me to give me some laxatives or something, I will be unlucky." ”

"Weaving you child, what nonsense, in your own home, who dares to harm you." Wen Yiwan's face remained unchanged, and he smiled and diverted the topic: "You see how much your father loves you, and even you remember the bad habits you have since you were a child, you won't move out when you come back this time, let's live at home." ”

Wen Zhi didn't give Wen Yiwan a good look at all, and his tone was full of sarcasm: "Is it more convenient for you to abuse me when you live at home?" ”

Wen Yiwan maintained a good face for so long, but this time he couldn't hold it back, and even his tone was a little heavier: "Weaving, how can you say this, I'm your aunt anyway." ”

Wen Zhi seemed to have heard a particularly funny joke: "Other aunts are aunts and mothers, which means to describe; You're the only one who has put it into action, so it's been a great year of accomplishment, right? ”

Wen Yiwan was so angry that her face turned blue, and she stood up with a brush: "Wen Weaving!" You're just lawless! ”

Mu Yanzhou said in a deep voice: "Sit down." ”

Wen Yi was angry: "Yanzhou, you take care of her, you will be angry with me when you come back, and now you are angry with me when you eat, you are really uneducated." ”

Mu Yanzhou asked, "Are you blaming me for not teaching weaving well?" ”

It was obviously a plain question, but Wen Yiwan felt that her hairs stood on end, she sat down and smiled dryly: "Of course I didn't mean that." ”

"The strawberry juice is ready."

Gu Rang put a cup of freshly squeezed strawberry juice in Wen Weaving's hand and replaced the glass of orange juice.

Wen Zhi said, "Thank you." ”

Gu Rang sat down beside her.

Wen Zhi's mood was not affected by this meal, and only Wen Yiwan couldn't eat, but he had to endure it until everyone finished eating.

Wen Zhi can imagine that Wen Yi will go crazy when he returns to the room late!

Because she didn't beat her tonight!

After eating, Wen Weaving nested on the sofa in the living room to watch TV, she was bored to change the channel, sometimes fiddling with the hands on her wrists, maintaining a bent knee sitting posture, no socks on her feet, exposed outside and cold.

Mu Yanzhou took a blanket and came over to cover Wen Zhi's feet: "You have a bad physique since you were a child, and you always don't like to be obedient, and you don't care about your body at all. ”

Wen Ori hugged her knees and didn't say a word.

Mu Yanzhou's eyes fell on the extra string of hands on her wrist, and asked, "What did you ask for?" ”

Wen Weaving shook his head: "A friend transferred it to me." ”

Mu Yanzhou: "Which friend?" ”

Wen Ori opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

Should I say it?

Forget it.

Anyway, the matter of contact with Shang Hexing is about to be turned over, and she doesn't plan to keep it in her hand, so she puts it away and presses the bottom of the box.

Thinking so, she heard her father ask her, "Have you been walking close to Shang He recently?" ”

Hearing this, a trace of strangeness appeared in Wen Weaving's eyes, but it was fleeting.

Coincidentally, Mu Yanzhou didn't miss the strange look that flashed in Wen Weaving's eyes, so he was more sure of his guess, and only reminded him: "Weaving, he is much older than you, you have to think about it." ”

Shang Hexing is already thirty years old.

Thirty and standing.

It is the most mature, steady, and perfect age for men in all aspects.

"I'm twenty-four, six years older." When Wen Ori said this, he didn't think about it, and almost blurted it out.

Mu Yanzhou smiled: "That's it? ”

Wen Weaving's face became very unnatural: "I don't have any other thoughts, so I'll just talk about it casually." Also, it's not a question of whether I want to be good or not, and there is a big gap between me and his identity. ”

Of course Mu Yanzhou knew: "He is the person trained by the Han family to sit in that position, and the Han family knows that you are together, so they will probably stop you." ”

"Dad, I'm not with Shang Hexing." Wen Zhi listened to the meaning of her father's words just now, as if she and Shang Hexing were already together.

Mu Yanzhou smiled: "I know, but weaving, you can say that you like it." ”

Wen Ori subconsciously shook his head.

Mu Yanzhou said softly: "Weaving, you are my daughter, can I not understand you." ”

"If you really knew me, you wouldn't have sent me away a year ago." There was something urning in Wen Ori's voice.

This is a hurdle in her heart, a hurdle that she can't get over for the rest of her life. In fact, if you want to say hate, Wen Wei understands that she is not qualified to hate her father, because her father has never treated her badly, on the contrary, her father gave her the best.

Mu Yanzhou sighed, thousands of words to say, but swallowed them back, and only advised: "Weaving, you have to be good in the future." ”

These words seemed to be confessing his last words, but Wen Weaving's mind was in another place, and he didn't listen carefully to the meaning of this sentence.

Back to the upstairs bedroom.

Wen Weaving took off the string of hands on his wrist and put it in the jewelry cabinet, not planning to take it out again.

She lay down, looked at the ceiling tossing and turning, sleepy, and before going to bed she took out the beads again.

A year ago, she used this Buddha bead to enter a warm dream.

Wen Yiwan is not the real murderer of her mother.

But that dream wasn't completely fruitless.

In the dream, she knew from Wen Yiwan that it was not one person who killed her mother, but many people, and they jointly killed her mother.

Among them, the people involved are Chong Wanying.

It's a strange tug.

Wen Ori couldn't figure out why.

So she especially wanted to enter Chong Wanying's dream, she wanted to know some unknown secrets from Chong Wanying's dream, and she wanted to know more...... Did Chong Wanying participate in the murder of her mother, and was she also a murderer......

Maybe it's because she used the Buddha beads to enter Wenyiwan's dream very smoothly, and she naively thought that it was easy to enter Wanying's dream.

Unexpectedly, all kinds of twists and turns occurred, and even the corners of Chongwanying's dream were not touched.

So how should she put this string of Buddhist beads back on Chong Wanying's hand......

There seems to be no best way to do it.

Unless, kidnap Chong Wanying!

But if she really made this step, she would have no room to turn back.

Wen Weaving stared at the Buddha beads for a long time until he fell asleep......