One of a kind, the president's limited-time wife

Chapter 90 You Really Don't Blame Me? (2)
Fu Moqing told Mother Fu about Lu Feifei's attempt to hurt her life in the morning. She only said that Lu Feifei hated herself because she wanted to get Jiang Muyan, and added some scenes in the scene where Wen Jinqian saved her. Not a word about it.This kind of thing also made Fu's mother speechless for a long time. After all, Lu Feifei and Fu Moqing played together since they were young. After all, Fu's mother almost became the child's half-mother, but she didn't expect that people would be unpredictable. It's come to this point.

After seeing off the angry mother, Fu Moqing closed the door, her face was calm like a lifeless piece of paper, things always surfaced little by little, just like Lu Feifei who was always lurking by her side.Time is indeed a good thing.

After thinking about it for a while, Tong Siqian will slowly walk in front of people again, just like what Wen Jinqian said, what's the use of being anxious now?The best way is to wait and wait for the opportunity.

After Fu Moqing cried for a while, she also thought about it a lot. She raised her eyebrows tiredly, and took out her mobile phone from her bag.

She wanted to make a phone call to Wen Jinqian, of course because of her mother's request just now, no matter how awkward their relationship was, they would have to bring that man into the house sooner or later, so it's better to make it earlier.

The phone rang again and again, but the other party still didn't answer. It was only an hour since they broke up, and now that the sun was setting, Wen Jinqian should be at home at this time!

"Or taking a shower?" Fu Moqing muttered, and then dialed Wen Jinqian's number again, but the message was still busy. Fu Moqing threw the phone away in a fit of anger, took off her coat casually, and went straight into the bathroom.

At this moment, Wen Jinqian was driving on the expressway, the distance was not too short, he was frowning and thinking deeply along the way, thinking about the phone over and over again, Wen Jinqian didn't even look at it, because there was no more There was something more worrying about him.

Half an hour ago, his car was about to sink into the alley of his villa, but he received a call from the prison. His mother heard that Mo was released early, without any warning.

Wen Jinqian did not walk around the prison very often recently, even so, the early release was beyond his expectation, it should have been a happy thing, but Wen Jinqian really couldn't be happy.

In an instant, his thoughts were pulled back a few years ago, he watched his father go to prison, the time passed like a blink of an eye, but he didn't do anything!

Wen Jinqian felt a headache when he thought about it. Wasn't his original goal to let Jiang's family experience the pain of separation?This is his real purpose of appearing beside Jiang Muyan, but what did he do in front of him?
Not only did he not do anything to Jiang Muyan, but he even fell in love with his wife...

The more Wen Jinqian thought about it, the more annoyed he became, but at the same time he felt helpless.Seeing that the distance to the prison was getting closer and closer, Wen Jinqian was even a little scared, how would he face his father, could it be that he had been influenced by the Jiang family?Could it be that he persuaded his father not to take revenge? After all, he and Jiang Muyan fell in love with the pair of sisters at the same time...

Wen Jinqian slammed the steering wheel under his hand, and simply stepped on the accelerator, feeling as if he had broken a jar.

In a small town on the outskirts of the city, there is a men's prison, which is the only decent building in the town.The reason why the prison is located here is that it is quiet and safe enough, the high gray walls are so cold that people feel suffocating, and there are watchtowers around the corners, which makes the people nearby feel a sense of tension. .

Wen Jinqian parked the car not far from the gate, stood respectfully in front of the car, frowned and stared at the dark gate that was pulling the grid.

The gloomy light of the setting sun made this place look even more desolate. I don't know when it started, but the wind gradually picked up, blowing up the loess on the ground.Wen Jinqian gathered his clothes and wrapped himself tightly.

There was a muffled sound in the door, and then a small gap opened, because the door was too big, so even the gap was enough for several people to walk out side by side.

Wearing a black windbreaker and a top hat, the brim of the hat was pushed down very low. The person who came out seemed unwilling to be seen by others.With a twinkle in Wen Jinqian's eyes, he couldn't help running over.

"dad."

The man raised his head slightly, and glanced out of the corner of his hat, but it was terribly cold, "En." Wen Mo just snorted, without any emotion.Wen Jinqian swallowed suddenly, feeling a little flustered.

"Ahem, why were you released early all of a sudden? Why didn't you say hello to me? It's a bit sudden." Wen Jinqian didn't know what to say. They hadn't seen each other for several years, and when they stood together again, there was a strange feeling. a feeling of.

"You don't want me to come out?" Wen Mo glanced away again, obviously dissatisfied, he walked in front of Wen Jinqian, and walked towards the car not far away.

"Dad, you misunderstood, how could I not want you to come out! It's just that I just received the notice of such a thing, and I feel a little sorry for you." After Wen Jinqian said this, he ran to the front of the car in a few steps, Help Wenmo open the car door.

Wen Mo didn't speak, and stepped onto the back seat of the car with one leg, but before getting into the car, he turned his head slowly, "How is the Jiang family's affairs going?"

"Eh...Dad, this is not a place to talk, and there are so many things, I can't finish talking to you in a few sentences. Let's talk slowly when we get home." Wen Jinqian looked away from his father, in a hurry He turned around and went to the driving position.

The road was not fast, and Wen Jinqian glanced at his father in the rearview mirror from time to time, but Wen Mo seemed tired, he didn't even take off his top hat, and lay halfway upside down with his eyes tightly closed.Wen Jinqian stuck out his tongue, still flustered.

"What do you always watch me do? Drive your car properly!" Wen Mo's low voice suddenly came from the back seat, Wen Jinqian was sweating profusely, and forced a forced smile on his face, "Oh."

"Dad, I was thinking just now that you must have suffered a lot during this time, and you have really lost a lot of weight."

Wen Mo didn't open his eyes, just smiled at the corner of his mouth, and nodded slightly, looking extremely relieved.

Wenfu, the father and son are very far apart in front of the long ivory dining table.The servants brought plate after plate of delicate dishes, which were Wen Mo's favorite food on weekdays.As smart as Wen Jinqian, he had already prepared everything at home on the way to pick up his father. First, he thought that his father had really worked hard for many years. Second, Wen Jinqian also hoped that after this meal, Wen Mo's temper Can be smaller.

"Dad, is it still to your taste? Since you left home, I have stayed at home with Yang Ma, the former cook. Although she is old and should retire. But I know you have always liked the taste of her cooking, So just stay at home."

Wen Mo chewed carefully, nodded again and again, and after putting down the chopsticks, a smile appeared on his face for the first time, "You have a heart."

Wen Jinqian smiled softly and shook his head in shame.

"By the way, how is the Jiang family? I was indeed a little tired on the way back just now. Tell me now."

Wen Jinqian was taken aback for a moment, and then his face changed suddenly, "Dad, you should be tired today, why don't you rest for a few more days, and let's talk about this topic after you recover."

"Huh?" Wen Mo put down the chopsticks in his hand, and slowly raised his head, "Why do you push back and forth when you speak today? This is not your character! Could something have happened?"

Wen Mo's face was serious, and Wen Jinqian's heart was raised in his throat, "Ahem, how could it be! Dad, am I worried about your body..."

Before Wen Jinqian finished speaking, Wen Mo slapped the long table with one hand, then narrowed his eyes slightly, "Tell me, you boy!"

"Dad, I haven't achieved anything during this time, please forgive me."

"What?" Wen Mo slapped the table again, this time he simply stood up, pointed at Wen Jinqian in the distance with one hand, and angrily shouted, "Forgive you! Your father, I have been in prison for so long Have you been indifferent for a long time?"

"Dad...Dad! No, you listen to my explanation." Wen Jinqian also stood up and waved his hands repeatedly, but Wen Mo didn't give him this chance at all.

"Tell me! What did you do during my absence! Even if you are not as strong as Jiang Muyan in the country, if you intend to do something, how can you not have a chance! Unless you don't want to!"

Even though Wen Mo was old, his mind was still flexible, he didn't need to listen to explanations at all, even every day in prison, Wen Mo never worried about such a thing.

Wen Jinqian, a rookie in the business circle, a dragon among men, he didn't believe that his son would not have this ability, let alone that Jiang Muyan was a well-rounded and flawless person.Unless he himself is unwilling to avenge his father, if this is the case, how can Wen Mo not be chilled.

Wen Jinqian's brows and eyes were full of bitterness, how could he not understand what Wen Mo meant when the father and son contacted each other.But how is he going to explain it?Could it be just women?If Wen Jinqian could say that, he could slap himself in the face.

Seeing his son's embarrassed expression, Wen Mo seemed to feel that he was a little anxious. After all, in his heart, he was willing to trust Wen Jinqian. He sat down slowly, and then stretched out his arm to signal Wen Jinqian to follow suit. Down.

"The last time you visited me in prison, I remember you said that you had already attacked Jiang Muyan's fiancée, her name was Fu Moqing, right? What happened afterwards? Could it be that Jiang Muyan was as ungrateful as his father? Things? Don’t even ask your fiancée?”

Wen Mo's words made it more difficult for Wen Jinqian to speak, but he knew that if he thought about his father today, he would not be able to tell the truth even if he was killed.But if he didn't say a word, he would only annoy his father. Wen Jinqian simply turned his head and said with some guilt, "There was a little mistake. I sent that woman abroad, but there was a follower." She is exactly the same woman, I just found out that Jiang Muyan has no feelings for her fiancée, so the matter was left alone."

"What happened after that? You didn't do anything?" Wen Mo pressed on, Wen Jinqian felt his mouth was thirsty, "Yes, he was kidnapped, but that kid Jiang Muyan seemed to be blessed by God. He got away with it by luck."

When Wen Jinqian said this, fine beads of sweat appeared on his guilty temples. Although the words were true, only Wen Jinqian knew why he failed repeatedly. .

(End of this chapter)