He is like a delusional person

farm.

The afternoon sun shone into the bedroom, and Wen Sheng woke up from a deep sleep. After a night's rest, her head was still dizzy, so she stretched herself and tried several times to get up but failed.

I'm so sleepy, no matter how much I sleep, I can't get enough sleep.

There were two floor-to-ceiling windows in the bedroom. Bathed in the sunshine, Wen Sheng looked at the scenery outside the window in a daze. During her vacation on the farm, she stayed away from the right and wrong of Jiangzhou, and lived a dull but fulfilling life every day.

Occasionally, I would think of Wen Tingshu, Fu Yanlin and the dead Fu Yuhe, but my emotions did not fluctuate much.

Some things seem as far away as they happened half a century ago.

Life goes on, and wounds will become scarred.

The hatred in Wen Sheng's heart finally came to an end with Fu Yuhe's death. Time is the medicine that smoothes everything, and with the company of her family, she slowly began to let go of everything that happened in Jiangzhou.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

"Sister Sheng!"

"The sun is shining on your butt, why haven't you gotten up yet?"

Before Wen Sheng could get up, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Zhu Qingjia burst in. She wore a white tank top and ripped denim shorts, revealing a pair of long, white and straight legs.

Her long curly hair was tied into a ponytail, and she wore a cowboy hat on her head, looking beautiful and sassy.

"I'm sleepy-" Wen Sheng yawned.

Probably because she hadn't woken up, her deer eyes were watery and slightly red, which made me pity her.

Zhu Qingjia stepped forward and lifted the quilt, teasingly saying, "You went back to your room before nine o'clock last night. What, you stole a sheep in the middle of the night?"

"No, I'm really sleepy. I haven't been able to sleep well these days." Wen Sheng has had some cold symptoms these days and can't cheer up.

Zhu Qingjia narrowed his eyes, "Huh, I don't believe your nonsense. Or you could hide in the room and contact Mr. Fu secretly without telling us."

When Fu Yanlin was mentioned, Wen Sheng's eyes flashed with complicated emotions, and they quickly returned to normal. She left Jiazhou Airport on New Year's Eve and received the last message from him saying that he had left the detention center.

For the next month, Fu Yanlin never contacted Wen Sheng again.

Xu Rangchu, on the other hand, would send text messages to Zhu Qingjia every day, letting Wen Sheng know about Fu Yanlin's current situation through her.

"Jiajia, I'm hungry. Did Aunt Chen leave breakfast for me?" Wen Sheng stood up and hugged Zhu Qingjia, saying coquettishly.

Zhu Qingjia couldn't help Wen Sheng, pinched her cheek and said with a helpless smile, "If my mother doesn't leave breakfast for me, she will leave it for you. Let's go, she made the little wontons you like."

restaurant.

During this Spring Festival vacation, Jiang Ruxin specially set aside a month to accompany Wen Sheng to New Zealand for vacation. Father and daughter are almost inseparable these days, and their relationship is deepening day by day.

After passing the hurdle in her heart, Wen Sheng finally integrated into the Jiang family and changed her name to "Dad" Jiang Ruxin.

After waiting for more than 20 years to be called, Jiang Ruxin was excited and moved. She secretly hid in her bedroom at night and wiped her tears.

"Dad, Aunt Chen." Wen Sheng went downstairs after washing and changed into a leisurely floral dress. She has two braids, which is cute and cute.

Jiang Ruxin put down the newspaper and quickly called her daughter over for breakfast, "Lanjuan knows that you are craving for Chinese food, so she specially cooked the wontons you like. Come over and have a try."

"Thank you, Aunt Chen." Wen Sheng sat down at the dining table, and the servant then brought freshly squeezed orange juice. The Jiang Group spent a huge amount of money to buy this farm last year and is preparing to launch its own dairy products to enter the domestic market.

Jiang Shifang originally came to New Zealand for vacation and conducted work research. The family had celebrated the Lantern Festival together, and he had been "repatriated" by Jiang Ruxin back to the company to take charge of the overall situation.

"By the way, what are your thoughts on what I mentioned to you yesterday?" Jiang Ruxin asked casually.

Wen Sheng held the cup, thought for a moment and said, "I haven't thought about it yet."

Jiang Ruxin raised her eyebrows, "Still reluctant to let go of that brat? Ah Sheng, there are so many good men in the world. Only when you go out and walk more will you know how wonderful the outside world is."

Over the past few days, Wen Sheng's mood has improved a lot, and she has accepted the fact that Wen Tingshu left. But Jiang Ruxin could tell that she still couldn't let go of the boy in her heart.

The best way is to separate the two people for a period of time. Wait until it is completely forgotten, then go through the divorce procedures, and then return to the road again.

"Sister Sheng, are you reluctant to give up your job at Changjing? In fact, it has only been two or three years since you went to the UK to study for a doctorate. Wouldn't it be better to come back and be on your own?" Zhu Qingjia also joined the team of persuaders.

Wen Sheng is a material for reading and is suitable for a larger stage. If she continues in Changjing, she will just be a part-time worker, burying her talent.

What's more, Jiang Ru hopes that Wen Sheng will hand over part of the family's business to her after she comes back from studying. With Jiang Shifang's temperament, he was good at eating, drinking and having fun, but he was always lack of interest in doing business.

He had no idea of ​​favoring boys over girls. If Wen Sheng was willing, she could inherit the family business.

"Dad, can I give you an answer after I return to China? I have to discuss it with Mr. Zhou about Chang Jing." After so many things happened, Wen Sheng did have the idea of ​​studying abroad to increase his self-esteem.

But Chang Jing's work has not been handed over yet, and the issues with Fu Yanlin have not been resolved yet. She can't just run away without saying a word, right?

"A Sheng has had her own ideas since she was a child, so just follow her." Chen Lanjuan couldn't help but help.

Doesn’t she still know her husband’s temper?

I was separated from my biological daughter for so long, and I felt guilty and wanted to make up for it. I wanted to pick the moon and stars from the sky to cheer her up.

The father and son don't want to see Fu Yanlin, and they have been trying every means to prevent them from getting back together these days. Jiang Shifang came up with the idea of ​​studying abroad.

He said that if Wen Sheng could see more of the outside world, he might stop thinking about that boy.

"My mother is right. Sister Sheng will have her own arrangements, so don't worry about it." Zhu Qingjia was playing with her mobile phone, and suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, I booked a flight back to China for tomorrow. Company There are so many things going on, if we don’t go back, customers will come to New Zealand.”

Jiang Ruxin took a sip of Jin Junmei and said, "Then you go back first. Your mother, me, and Asheng will have enough fun before we go back. Asheng, how about we book a flight to Australia tomorrow?"

"Good idea." Wen Sheng picked up the cup and took a sip of orange juice. She didn't know whether it was because the juice was too sour or because she drank it on an empty stomach. Her stomach suddenly felt uncomfortable, and she got up and rushed towards the bathroom.

After retching a few times, she felt as if all her strength had been drained from her whole body and she was extremely uncomfortable.

"Sister Sheng, are you okay? Did you have a bad stomach? I just said that the kebabs last night were not cooked enough!" Zhu Qingjia patted Wen Sheng's back tightly and stood behind her like an old lady. read.

"Jiajia, I'm fine." Wen Sheng rinsed his mouth and waited for a while before feeling his stomach felt better.

The most nervous person was Jiang Ruxin, who had already asked her servant to call the nearby family doctor.

"How about going to the clinic? It's not a trivial matter to have a bad stomach. It would be safer to have it checked by a doctor."

Zhu Qingjia echoed, "When I was a child, I had diarrhea and vomiting, and I was dehydrated. It scared my mother."

Just as the two were discussing who would drive to the hospital, Chen Lanjuan suddenly walked up to Wen Sheng's side and asked in a low voice, "A Sheng, are you - here?"