The phone vibrated again. It was a photo. It was a photo of Gu Xiao in high school. It was an enlarged photo. It could be clearly seen that Gu Xiao and him... looked very similar.
The subtitle is [Gu Xiao... is your father's illegitimate son outside]
The sender was his bodyguard Qin Bei.
Yes, after Wen Qiao, he asked Qin Bei to investigate Gu Xiao. He always felt that it was not a good thing for Gu Xiao to be around Wen Qiao.
But I didn’t expect…
Such a piece of news came unexpectedly, and it made his mind in a mess. His breathing stagnated. The noisy surround sound in the cinema seemed to be an illusion. His ears were buzzing, and he clenched and unclenched his hands. He had no way to think about those two lines of words.
Wen Qiao was keenly aware of the abnormal mood of the person next to him, turned to look at him, and whispered: "Your hand is numb."
Fu Nanli forced a smile and said, "Let's watch a movie."
Wen Qiao's eyes were focused on the big screen, but Fu Nanli's mind was in a mess.
Father cheating
His first reaction was disbelief.
My father is a gentle man with a good temper. He has a good relationship with my mother. At least in front of him, the two of them seem to be very loving.
He just couldn't believe that a father like that would cheat on his wife.
But Gu Xiao's face, which is exactly the same as his, is the most powerful evidence that his father has cheated on his wife. Otherwise, how could there be two people in the world who look so similar
The movie lasted for an hour and a half. When the movie ended and the lights in the hall came on, Wen Qiao stood up and stretched. She turned around and saw Fu Nanli sitting there with a pale face and a strange expression. She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "It's over, let's go."
Fu Nanli then stood up, and Wen Qiao took his arm and followed the crowd towards the emergency exit.
"Is it too stuffy in here? You're not used to it?"
Fu Nanli barely managed to pull the corner of his mouth and replied softly, "Yeah, it's a bit boring."
Wen Qiao entered the elevator with him. The car stopped at B2. The elevator was a bit crowded. Wen Qiao saw that he still looked unhappy and the words got stuck in his throat for a moment.
It was not until the car had left the mall for quite some time that a gap was left in the car. The autumn evening breeze poured into the car, and the neon lights slowly receded outside the car window. Wen Qiao saw that Fu Nanli's face was ashen, and felt that something was wrong. "What's wrong with you?"
The person next to him suddenly focused his eyes and smiled, "It's okay."
Wen Qiao frowned: "Are you really okay?"
Fu Nanli shook her hand and said, "It's just a headache."
Wen Qiao thought that some people with migraines are prone to relapse if they stay in a closed place for a long time, so he apologized: "I shouldn't have brought you to the movies."
"fine."
When they arrived at Fu Nanli's apartment, Wen Qiao made him a glass of lemon water and took out the medicine box. "Do you have a severe headache? Do you want to take a painkiller?"
She saw Fu Nanli standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window holding a cup of water. For some reason, she felt that there was an indescribable sense of loneliness and desolation from his back.
She walked over with the painkillers, "Would you like some medicine?"
Fu Nanli did have a migraine, and there was no cure for this disease. His temples were throbbing with pain, a piercing pain that made him feel a little depressed.
Wen Qiao peeled a capsule and put it into his palm. Fu Nanli took the medicine and continued to stand there.
Wen Qiao sat on the armrest of the sofa and gently swung his legs. He was extremely depressed. If that was the case, could she still say it? Should she slow down
(End of this chapter)