The President's Best Wife

Chapter 143 Chapter 143
Looking at the scene of loving father and daughter not far away, Wen Xin's sweet face was completely distorted.

A never-before-seen hatred spread from the soles of her feet. With all her strength, she stomped on the ants crawling by her feet, wishing that it was Wen Qiao.

She squinted her eyes, and bit her lower lip with her teeth to ooze blood. Instead of feeling the pain, she smiled fiercely and strangely.

Wen Qiao always felt that a gaze was staring at her from behind. When she turned her head, she saw Wen Xin not far away. The fierce expression on her face disappeared the moment she turned her head, but Wen Qiao still saw it clearly.

Huh... This is starting to be unbearable?
When she pays for the sins she suffered in the previous life one by one, how should she deal with her warmth?Crazy, or an apology with death?

"Xin'er, come and go home." Wen Qiao waved at Wen Xin, smiling so hard that her teeth could not see her eyes, but only she knew what evil was hidden under her sweet smile.

She said that she would definitely make her life worse than death, and regret it.

When Wen Bo saw Wen Xin approaching, he suddenly put away his kind smile, and immediately changed into a stern parent.

"Get in the car when you're here." Wen Boshi turned around and jumped into the driver's seat, and Wen Qiao was called to take the co-pilot's seat.

Seeing such a disparity, the jealousy that Wen Xin had managed to calm down was overturned again.

Wen Qiao finally noticed her father's attitude towards Wen Xin, which was extremely indifferent. Along the way, Wen Xin inserted a word into the conversation between her and her father, but her father either hummed the word "um" coldly, or didn't say anything.

She hasn't noticed this detail all this time, what's going on?

Did Dad notice something warm?

She glanced sideways at her father, his sharp eyes were staring ahead, wondering what he was thinking, his side face was slightly cold, even though he was old, he still looked handsome.

Through the rearview mirror, she could see Wen Xin's tightly clenched fingers. The forbearance on her face seemed to be used to this kind of situation. Did Dad always treat Wen Xin like this?
But she clearly remembers that's not the case. In her memory, her father treats her and Wen Xin equally and loves her very much.

No, she must take the time to figure out what's going on.

Back at Wen's villa, Aunt Lin came out to greet her, a nanny who had worked in their family for more than 20 years. She had been working in Wen's family since her mother got married.

But ah, the nanny is not conscious of being a nanny.

Aunt Lin saw the military horses driving in, and immediately went forward to grab the backpack in Wen Xin's hand and the things Wen Boshi bought.

"Bo Shi, you've worked hard this month, go into the house and wash your hands and eat."

At the beginning, Wen Boshi objected to the presumptuous title of Aunt Lin, but when Wen Qiao's mother was still alive, she thought that Aunt Lin was her bride-to-be. Left and right is just a name.

He hummed "Yeah" and stepped into the room.

"Lai Xin'er, Auntie has stewed your favorite lotus root pork rib soup." The joy on Aunt Lin's face did not fade, and she waved to her when she saw that Wen Xin was lagging behind.

Wen Qiao was the last one alive, but Aunt Lin just ignored it.

She couldn't help bending her lips, and gently parted her red lips: "Aunt Lin...don't come here without any problems."

Aunt Lin turned her head, her face was fairly well-maintained, when she saw the incomprehensible smile on Wen Qiao's face, she frowned slightly, and quickly returned to normal.

"Look at what you said, we haven't seen each other for only a month, so it seems like we haven't seen each other for years, you're coming in for dinner soon."

(End of this chapter)