It was signed with the big characters "Shuasha".

"Teacher Lin and Teacher Wen's handwriting look similar. They are worthy of being a national mother and daughter." Miss etiquette said with a smile.

The corners of Wen Xue's lips curved elegantly, "Thanks to Mother Lin for her careful training both inside and outside the theater. Teacher Wang Xueqin who was invited by my family when I was a child couldn't save my scrawled handwriting."

【Whose name did I hear? Teacher Wang Xueqin! Ah, why is it exactly the same as the name of the president of the Chinese Calligraphy Association! That's my idol. 】

[Calm down, the Wen family is an aristocratic family, so it is only natural to invite President Wang. 】

[Wow, wow, I love Mama Lin and the caring little cotton-padded jacket. Queen Lin’s smile is so gentle that it softens my heart. I also want such a mother and such a daughter~]

[I can only think about mother and daughter becoming friends like this for the rest of my life. 】

The etiquette lady gave a proper wow and stepped down from the stage.

On the other side, Lin Qinglu and Wen Xue walked to the area where there were no flash lights. She took Wen Xue's hand and asked seriously, "Is what you quietly told me just now true? Is your sister really the kind of person who doesn't love herself?"

Wen Xue stopped talking, and his eyes suddenly dimmed.

The moment she raised her head to face Lin Qinglu, she made a determined look and nodded heavily, "My mother specifically told me not to say these words of teacher, but I'm afraid that Shaoyan will really suffer... He is your only nephew, teacher." , I am also afraid that something will happen to him and my sister, and the reputations of the Song family, the Wen family, and even the Jiang family will be ruined."

If this was serious, Lin Qinglu would certainly know it.

Her delicate eyebrows wrinkled, "It must be a rumor. If your sister hadn't protected me just now, the consequences would have been disastrous."

"Well, I hope so." Wen Xue lowered her head and bit her lip, a little embarrassed to say, "It's just that Teacher Lin, you came back late, so you probably don't know about the Lin family's whole family going to the hospital because of your sister. Ah Rou and Ah Yue are now They are all taking care of Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin at the police station."

Lin Qinglu opened her eyes wide.

"Okay, don't say any more." She quickly pressed Wen Xue's hand to stop what she was saying, "Teacher, I believe you."

A thin layer of sweat had already appeared on the back of the delicate white dress.

No wonder, no wonder Lin Changhao hasn't looked for her again recently. It turned out to be because he entered the police station.

A slight bitterness in her heart began to torment her.

The shady thoughts also made Lin Qinglu hate warm wine. A certain gambling night has long been a common occurrence for the two of them. There was no shortage of people chatting and drinking, but after scanning for a long time, I couldn't find the figure I wanted to see.

**

In the hotel's sky garden, a man and a woman stepped into the flower room.

To be precise, it was a man pulling a woman.

Warming wine, admiring the moonlight and admiring flowers, my eyelids just don't fall straight ahead, too lazy to look, so I don't bother to break away from the big hand at the wrist.

It wasn't until Wen Yanhui stopped that Wen Jiu was able to take back his hand.

She looked at the cheap brother of the same mother in front of her, her sparse eyebrows were just the right distance, and she was impatient for her to put on a good face, "Can you say it now?"

The delicate and bright woman had an ugly look on her face, and her half-raised eyes did not cover the knife inside.

It was obviously a green and gentle cheongsam, but why did she look like a hedgehog full of spikes when she put it on?

Wen Yanhui couldn't find the answer, but he still felt overwhelmed. He didn't know what he was doing, so he made a request, "Call me brother, and I will tell you the whereabouts of the two of them."

In order to have some authority as an elder brother, he deliberately stood up straight.

His big hands were half-inserted into his suit pants, and the pockets were deep enough that the warm wine that stirred up his hair would not notice the trembling inside.

The curve of her upturned almond eyes became cold due to the lowered eyebrows, but the lips under her nose were curved into a perfect arc. Her clear voice was crisp and pleasant, but the syllables were particularly heavy, "Brother, brother, Can you tell me?"

Crispy.

It sounds pretty good. Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, her eyes a little wandering, "Not yet, wait until you can act like a baby and call me brother."

As an adult, he has been wandering around alone and has met all kinds of people.

Naturally, Wenjiu's impatience can be seen, but he only has one reason to get close to his sister now, so a fool will give it all at once.

Wen Jiu clenched his molar teeth and swallowed all the questions and contemptuous words in his mind.

For Ayan Ali, for Ayan Ali.

I can kneel down to this grandson!

She took a deep and slow tone, pinched Wen Yanhui's sleeves with her soft fingers, smiled with her eyes narrowed, and her voice was very soft, "Brother, if you tell me, I will listen to you in everything. Let me go out and learn now. Socializing is no problem at all!”

Wen Yan was startled when Wen Jiu took off the thorns on her body.

It also made him very useful.

A hint of guilt flashed in his narrow phoenix eyes, leaving Yun Danfengqing ruffian, pinching Wen Jiu's cheek, "Don't blame brother for using small tricks. After all, I know how capable you are. If it happens just once, I’ll tell you the clues and you’ll find out on your own, so how can I have a chance to make amends with my sister?”

Gritting the teeth while warming the wine, the smelly fox stinks.

Unexpectedly, he is the most evil person in the entire Wen family.

He thought that since she was a three-year-old child now, she still needed him to make up for it?

However, he didn't show it on his face. Wenjiu nodded obediently, "What my brother said is right, but I know how they are living now, right?"

Wen Yan's eyes turned dark and heavy.

The status of those two children in Wenjiu's heart has not been underestimated at all.

If he hadn't seen his grandfather call Wen Xue's security guard when he was on a business trip, and he became suspicious and sent someone to investigate carefully.

I'm afraid we won't discover such a big thing.

He said slowly: "Don't worry, there is nothing wrong with them. I have arranged people around them and will take good care of them."

"What about their illnesses?" Wen Jiu got the news about Wen Yan and Wen Li, and her thoughts were completely occupied. She pursed her lips and said, "A Li has mild autism, and A Yan can't speak. I'm worried that they will be People bully.”

The law of the jungle is always the law of this world.

Wen Yan replied to Judao: "Don't worry, no one will bully them. My people are already thinking of ways to rescue them."

If you don't give me warm wine, then ask what does it mean to be rescued.

Wen Yanhui had already been called away by a work call. Her back was pressed against the glass of the greenhouse and she slowly slid down. One hand stretched out and fell between her burning eyebrows.

What does rescue mean?

Rescued from where?

Where on earth were they being held? Thinking of Wen Xue's paranoia in her memory, she didn't know how many times she clenched her hand.

When she came to this world, the people she felt most sorry for were Wen Yan and the others.

In this life, her younger brothers and sisters had really suffered a lot of grievances and hurts because of her weak self.

Touching that memory, she covered her head that started to hurt.

The woman in the white skirt and warm wine appeared directly in front of her, condescending, with murderous eyes, "Are you really going to die with me? Why don't you use magic to force Wen Yan to speak!"


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