Wen Mo took a step back, his eyes full of caution.
Wen Qiao grabbed Wen Mo's hand and stared at Wen Jianmin coldly: "Not only is Xiao Mo willing to speak now, our Xiao Chi is now recovered from his illness, his grades are very good, and he will win glory for the country in e-sports. Xiao Mo is the first in the grade every year. The child that President Wen looked down on is growing up well."
People like Wen Jianmin will not reflect on their mistakes. He just feels a little regretful. If he had been a little more firm in his stance at the beginning, these children would be by his side now and would really bring him glory.
What he values is always his face.
Unfortunately, there is no if.
Wen Qiao was a girl with a very strong temper, and her two sons only listened to her. They stood on the opposite side of him with their hedgehog hair standing on end.
All their achievements have nothing to do with him, their biological father.
Wen Jianmin was frustrated. People around him were whispering about the Wen family's affairs. He felt unhappy and said, "Have fun, you siblings. I have something else to discuss." Then he hurriedly left the three siblings.
Xu Lu saw everything. Uncle Wen's goodwill was obvious to her. She felt a sense of crisis and knew that her situation in the Wen family would become increasingly difficult.
The look he gave Wen Qiao became even more resentful.
Wen Qiao held Wen Mo's arm: "Is Xiao Mo okay?"
Wen Mo nodded: "It's okay, sister."
Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Fu Nanli originally wanted Wen Qiao to meet some useful people, but after Wen Jianmin and his son got involved, she lost the mood and just ate some delicious snacks and drank some drinks with her two younger brothers, as if they were here for a buffet.
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Two days later, when Fu Nanli came back, Wen Qiao was in his apartment. The door opened and a man in a captain's uniform came in. Wen Qiao ran over in slippers and took the captain's cap from him. Fu Nanli put the suitcase aside and took her into the house: "How was the charity dinner? Did you meet anyone useful?"
Wen Qiao: “I got to know some and benefited a lot.”
Fu Nanli had arranged the situation for her with good intentions, so naturally she couldn't tell Wen Jianmin and Wen Xuan about all the bad things that happened to them and make things difficult for them.
Fu Nanli touched her head and said, "That's good."
"I'm planning to cook a few dishes. They're all already cut and prepared. I'll go to the kitchen and stir-fry them. They'll be ready soon. You take a rest."
Wen Qiao put his cell phone on the low table in front of the sofa and went to the kitchen to cook.
Fu Nanli unbuttoned his uniform at his neck and put his hand on his forehead.
Wen Qiao's phone screen lit up. He looked down and saw a WeChat message: [Dong Yao: Grandpa Lin went back and looked through ancient books. He said that your disease has no solution for now, but don't worry, it will be solved in the end.]
Just a few words were like throwing a stone into a calm lake, creating huge ripples.
At that moment, Fu Nanli was even a little panicked.
His Qiaoer was trying to find a way to heal herself and to leave him.
This realization rushed straight to the depths of his heart, and the shock made his mind a mess.
I couldn't calm down, I couldn't think rationally, I couldn't sit still and wait for death, but I didn't know what to do.
Blame her
She just wanted to be cured.
Who doesn’t want to have the final say in their own life
Why should she depend on another person for her whole life
Fu Nanli's thoughts were in a mess. He picked up a pack of cigarettes, went to the terrace, and sat outside smoking quietly.
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(End of this chapter)