Wen Chi rubbed Wen Mo's head and said, "You finally spoke up. Things will definitely get better in the future."
Fu Nanli stood aside, feeling the family's ordinary yet moving joy and warmth.
Su Yun wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, touched Wen Mo's face, and turned to look at Wen Qiao: "Don't do such stupid things in the future, okay? Xiao Mo will feel guilty too."
Wen Qiao: …
Forget it, let’s not waste our breath.
"Oh, I see."
Fu Nanli, who was standing aside, had a gloomy look in his eyes, as if to say 'you finally admitted it'.
Life is not easy, Wen Qiao sighed.
Su Yun looked at Wen Qiao's hand and was in a dilemma: "You have to climb a ladder to get to the bed in your school. You have to live at home until you recover."
Fu Nanli: "If I were in China, I would pick her up and drop her off at school every day. If I'm not here, I'll ask the driver to come and pick her up."
Wen Qiao quickly said, "That's too much trouble. I can take a taxi."
In addition to the airline's affairs, Fu Nanli also has to deal with the affairs of his own company. It is no exaggeration to say that he is very busy. How could she let him pick her up and drop her off at school
Waste of talent!
Fu Nanli said forcefully: "There is no need to discuss this matter."
Wen Qiao was helpless and whispered, "You will be very tired that way."
Fu Nanli gently rubbed her hair: "Not tired."
Wen Chi hugged Wen Mo: "Let's get out of the way."
The family members were very considerate and left Wen Qiao's room.
There was a small room with a peach tree outside. The moonlight fell on the soft petals. Wen Qiao remembered that he had been described as a strange male ghost in strange stories.
Now a peach tree was reflected behind him, his eyebrows and eyes were full of tenderness, Wen Qiao's heart sank again and again, and she hugged him gently, "Thank you."
Fu Nanli kissed the top of her head, his heart still aching.
She had given a lot to her family. She was only twenty years old and a child in his eyes, but she had to bear the burden that did not belong to her.
Later, Lu Youyou said that she felt that Young Master Fu was competing with me for your father's position. He doted on you like a father doting on his daughter.
That night, Fu Nanli gave Wen Qiao many instructions, and Wen Qiao agreed to them one by one. Fu Nanli pinched her face and told her for the last time: "Don't do such stupid things in the future."
Wen Qiao: …
"Okay, got it." She had completely given up struggling.
After Fu Nanli left, the whole family waited on her. Wen Mo squeezed a hot towel to help her wipe her face. Wen Qiao looked at him with a smile: "Xiao Mo, don't look so serious. This is a happy thing."
Wen Mo didn't say anything, but just gently helped her wipe her face. After that, her mother applied some skin care lotion on her, and Wen Chi made the quilt for her.
Wen Qiao was the hero who helped Wen Mo speak. He was willing to do anything to get his brother to speak, even at the cost of self-injury. This heroic act quickly spread to the whole neighborhood.
The next day, including Lu Youyou, the surrounding neighbors, and several people from the folk music club, all came to her house. One was to praise her for being selfless, and the other was to warn her not to do such stupid things in the future.
While everyone was in the yard, Wen Qiao grabbed Wen Mo and said, "Sister really fell down accidentally. You must not feel any psychological burden, understand?"
Wen Mo said word by word: "My sister was injured because of me, and she was afraid that I would have a psychological burden..."
Well, now he has an even bigger burden.
Wen Qiao gave up completely and stopped trying to persuade Xiao Mo.
In this way, she was completely pushed onto the altar of high righteousness.
(End of this chapter)