Xiaochi was brought back again, as if he had never been to Zheng Ningyu's house, he sat beside the sofa, his back straightened, his hands | folded in front of his legs, and he watched the TV quietly.

His mother didn't pay much attention to him, and no one cared about him. He dragged his body with a medicine jar and was kicked around like a ball. In the end, no one was willing to take him in.

"My name is Zelai." When Wen Jili was about to make a phone call, Qin Jing twitched his mouth, Chen Ze, I feel sorry for you having an unscrupulous boss...

"Stop beating me, and I didn't say not to let him stay. It's the New Year's Eve, and an 8-year-old child is pushed around, and no one wants to raise him. How pitiful?"

Wen Jili glanced at Qin Jing, a little puzzled, Qin Jing lowered his head and thought for a while, "Wen Jili, you have to remember that anyone in this world can be nice to Xiaochi, but you can't." Then, the person sitting on the sofa Qin Jing crawled to the side of Xiaochi, "Xiaochi..."

Xiaochi looked back from the TV screen and looked at Qin Jing, "Did sister call me?" His voice was green and crisp, but it was weak and weak.

"Yeah." Qin Jing nodded, and she pointed to Wen Jili next to him, "Xiaochi, you will call him uncle instead of father, so that uncle will accompany you to celebrate the new year with you this year. If you keep calling him dad , he will get farther and farther away from you, and you still have to celebrate the New Year with those fierce adults."

Seeing the aggrieved and sad expression on Xiaochi's pale face, she raised her hand to beckon Wen Rongqi, "Xiaoqi, come here."

Wen Rongqi glanced at Qin Jing, put down the clay figurine in his hand, and Qin Jing glanced at him.

It turns out that Wen Rongqi really likes these artistic things. Whenever he has time, he either looks at painting skills, picks up a brush and paints by himself, or makes clay figurines. No wonder Yanzi said that he wants to build a big The glass room allows Xiaoqi to do whatever she wants inside.

When Wen Rongqi stood beside him, Qin Jing pulled his shoulders, "Xiaochi, his name is Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi from 1234567. He is like you, he used to have a father, but now he is here, only uncle! He It's the same as you, oh, it's different, you are 8 years old this year, and he is 9 years old this year. The same person who had a father before, now in City Y, only has an uncle."

Xiaochi looked up suspiciously at this man who only had an uncle like himself, "Then he doesn't have a father, isn't it sad?"

Wen Rongqi gave Xiao Chi a cold look, two of the same little people, you stared at me, but it was obvious that Xiao Chi's aura couldn't overwhelm Xiao Qi, and he was timidly weaker.

"She was wrong! I am an orphan, and I have never had a father or a mother! But I have never been sad!" He stretched out his hand to wipe Xiaochi's tears, dissatisfied with the lesson, "Why are men crying! You are younger than Yanyan , but loves to cry more than him!"

"When have I ever cried!" Wen Rongyan's displeased voice came from the side, concerning the dignity of a man, the little man reiterated tenderly, "I didn't cry!"

From this side of his head, he saw Wen Rongqi actually touching a child other than him, it was terrible, Wen Rongyan immediately slid down on the soft couch, patted off Xiao Qi's hand that was still touching Xiao Chi's face, and used his own Wiping Xiao Qi's palm that just touched Xiao Chi's cheek with his hand, he said solemnly and indifferently, "Xiao Qi, what are you touching!"

It wasn't until Xiao Qi's palm was wiped red by Wen Rongyan's little hand that he held Xiao Qi's hand in his own little palm, he must take possession of what belongs to him!

Wen Rongyan stared at Xiaochi coldly, "I haven't seen my mother since I was born, and I didn't cry, why are you crying! My father is gone now, and I didn't cry either!"

Pulling Xiao Qi to turn her head, she ordered viciously, "You are not allowed to touch a crybaby from now on!"

Qin Jing looked at this scene and wondered, who will tell her if she did something wrong?At first, she simply wanted to use Xiaoqi to relax Xiaochi's heart, how did it turn into a scene...

Competing for favor...

She glanced at Xiaochi who still couldn't react, and helplessly laid her hair down, Xiaochi, you've been shot by Wen Rongyan's fight for favor just lying down like this~~~

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