Chief, Love for you is wrong

Hearing the old man nodding, when the party walked out of the airport, they were protected on both sides. It should be the man sent by Dezi and the middle-aged man. Look at the standard standing posture, it is likely to be a military man!

Although it was early in the morning, there were still squatting paparazzi nearby. When they came out, they were photographed by magnesium lamps. When they wanted to come forward for an interview, they were blocked by people on both sides. Qin Jing looked at the old man on his side, and his face was tense again.

Think about it. I've heard the old man's scenery all my life. Where do I go? I don't hold my head high and have light on my face? Now he has to wear a hat and a thick scarf in order to block his face from being recognized by the reporter.

For most of my life, when I get old, I have to travel in such a way that I can't see light. How can I not be bored?

Sitting in the car, we can see from the middle-aged man Wenhua's respect for Wen Laozi, how energetic and respected he was when he was young.

Taking advantage of the gap between the old man and Wenhua, Qin Jing took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Wen Shuang, as well as Chen Xiaoting and LAN Xiaoxiao.

They all called several times to ask. Qin Jing was afraid to mention it, which made the two old people sad. They all didn't answer. She put down her mobile phone and sighed.

Wenhua just said that Wen Rongyan is now receiving treatment in the hospital. Disability appraisal should be carried out these days. During this period, in order to calm people's anger or for other reasons, all relatives and friends are isolated from visiting.

Think about it, Wen Rongyan's identity and background are too allergic. People are worried that Wen Rongyan is so small, and now things are so big that they are afraid that he will be threatened by his family or something, which will affect the fair judgment.

The car slowly drove into the courtyard and finally stopped in front of a house. Compared with the military courtyard in Y City, the courtyard in B city is more modern. Each family is no longer a single courtyard, but only lives on the first floor of one of the houses.

However, it's not good to hear about the old house courtyard in Y City. It's preservation measures. Except that there are reporters squatting on the road driving in, but no reporter dares to surround the car and don't let the car pass until the door.

The highest floor here is only the seventh floor. Wen Jitian lives on the fifth floor. When he pushes the door in, the first thing he sees is a woman sitting on a beige leather sofa crying. Next to him is a sighing man.

It's probably Wen Jitian and his wife, Su Yu.

When they heard the sound, they quickly raised their heads. Su Yu began to prepare tea. Wen Jitian went over and took the suitcase from Wenhua and Dezi. "Ah Hua, Dezi, I want to thank you tonight."

Wenhua patted Wen Jitian on the shoulder. "Brother, I've picked up the head. Your family have a good talk. If you have anything, remember to find me and Dezi!"

Wenhua turned to greet Wen Laozi and Wen Jili, and opened the door and left.

As soon as they left, they heard that the old man was angry, took off his hat and thick scarf, clubbed his crutches and became angry.

Wen Jitian bent down to lift the two luggage aside and looked at the two haggard old people with a ashamed face. "Grandpa, grandma, sit next to you first."

Wen Jitian helped old lady Wen to sit down on the leather sofa. When she turned to see Qin Jing still standing on the side, she put up a forced wry smile at her, which was a little embarrassed. "This must be Jing Jing. Ji Li and I mentioned you. I'm Ji Li's eldest brother, Wen Jitian. I didn't expect to meet for the first time in such a situation."

When Qin Jing was about to answer, the old man's crutch fell on Wen Jitian. It knocked hard and felt painful.