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Chapter 489 I will turn myself in, I will plead guilty
When they walked into the orphanage, Fu Qiao was playing games with a group of children.

When he saw Wen Mian, he didn't have much surprise on his face, and even smiled at her.

Lu Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly, and the next moment, before Wen Mian could speak, he looked at Fu Qiao with a gentle smile and said, "President Fu, we have something to say, let's go in and talk about it."

Only then did Fu Qiao turn his gaze to the man beside Wen Mian.

It is a very superior face, because it is so delicate, and there is a bit of vigor and beauty in the brows.Only such a man, standing beside Wen Mian, would not be overwhelmed by her delicate face.

Fu Qiao was happy for Wen Mian that she found a good home, and said quickly, "Okay, let's go in and talk."

Wen Mian was helped into the office by Lu Zhi, his voice was close to her ear, calm and calm: "Mianmian, you are not the one who did the wrong thing, don't be afraid."

She wants to say, I am not afraid.

But she still couldn't say such self-deceiving words.

Lu Zhi and Wen Mian sat on the fabric sofa by the window, facing Fu Qiao.

Standing on the simple tea table in the middle to make tea, the aroma of the tea wafts away, accompanied by a moist mist.

Fu Qiao got a cup of tea for the two of them respectively, and said with a smile, "The only Biluochuns here are the best. I know you're coming to me, so I keep them for you."

Lu Zhi lowered his eyebrows, glanced at Wen Mian's stiff expression, took the teacup on the table and handed it to her: "Mianmian, it's so cold outside, drink some tea to warm up."

Wen Mian was pulled back a little by his words, took the cup in his hand, and took a sip.

She seemed to have finally found her voice now.

Although, it is so difficult and ugly: "Why?"

Fu Qiao already knew the reason for Wen Mian's visit today, so he was not surprised by her questioning, and he could even deal with it calmly: "There is no reason, Wen Mian, feelings are very complicated, and there are many reasons for hatred. I killed you." Zhong Yuxiu, there is no reason."

Dean Zhong, Zhong Yuxiu.

How old is a name.

That was Wen Mian's only spiritual sustenance when she was abandoned as a child, and she was the one who treated her tenderly in this world.

But now, she was killed by her husband, and her bones have been frozen for so many years, but she only waited for a sentence without a reason.

Wen Mian's heart was cold, and she couldn't help raising her voice: "No reason? What is no reason, Dean Fu, she is your wife, she is such a good person."

Fu Qiao just looked at her calmly, his face was already old, but he was still personable: "Wen Mian, people have many faces, you think she is good, but to me, maybe she Not so good, you know what I mean?"

Wen Mian was unwilling to understand.

Her lips trembled slightly, and finally she covered her face and cried bitterly.

Lu Zhi held her in his arms and patted her back gently.

He said, "Don't be sad, Mian Mian, don't be sad."

How can you not be sad?

Fu Qiao remained silent at the other end. At this moment, he looked at Shang Luzhi with a slightly cold gaze, and finally sighed with a smile: "Wen Mian, don't make things difficult, I will surrender myself, and I will plead guilty."

Wen Mian also calmed down at this time. She looked at the calmness on Fu Qiao's face, and her voice was tense: "It's been so many years, why did you admit it until now? Now that the paper can't hold the fire anymore, you said you planned to surrender. Wouldn't it be a little too hypocritical?"

(End of this chapter)