Chief, Love for you is wrong

Wen Rongyan walked to Wen Jitian with small steps and hugged his father.

[dad, the third sister-in-law said that Yanyan and Xiaoqi can touch the sun when they grow up. We don't hate you. Xiaoyan and Xiaoqi hope dad can live a happy life.]

Wen Rongyan said this quietly with a childish voice. Without waiting for Wen Jitian's answer, he turned and walked back to the small stool next to Wen Rongyan, sat down, held Wen Rongqi's hand, and played with the toy the old lady bought for them with the other hand.

At that time, listening to his son's words, Wen Jitian, a man in his thirties, couldn't help crying in front of the two children.

But two little people, one sitting beside and the other lying on the bed, looked at the father who suddenly cried not far away, calmly took back his eyes and continued to play with their toys. The Buddha was an unfamiliar stranger crying.

Now, he knows that Wen Rongyan and Wen Rongqi, two scarred children, chose forgiveness in this abuse. In exchange for his father, he can continue to live a happy life with Su Ge.

At the beginning, Wen Rongqi didn't understand what it meant to ask him if he and Su Yu were lucky or unhappy. As soon as the current press conference opened, Wen Jitian felt that he couldn't face the two children he had neglected for a long time.

After watching the whole process of the press conference, Su Yu, the initiator, couldn't stand it. He covered his face and cried bitterly. Old Su looked at his daughter and looked at the young faces of the two children on the screen, and couldn't help crying.

*****

In a spacious hall, the man sat on the wine red leather sofa, his legs folded, leaned against the sofa in an extremely lazy posture, his narrow eyes tilted slightly, lazily looked at the content of the press conference replayed on the screen, and the corners of his lips provoked an evil smile.

The goblet in his hand shook with his wrist, and the wine red liquid shook in the crystal clear goblet, with cool and clear crystal.

"Forgive?" the man turned and mocked the man sitting next to him. "Tuan Zi, do you think I can choose to forgive?"

In a casual and lazy curling posture, one leg stretches straight on the sofa, the other leg bends lazily, the yunxingyue with her back against Shan Yudong's shoulder purses her lips, and stares at Shan Yudong with her side head.

The tip of the eyebrow was raised obliquely, and the light amber pupil reflected the face of the person in front of him. His eyebrows and eyes bent out of the arc of the moon, his lips raised slightly, leaned against Shan Yudong's shoulder, focused on the person in front of him, and didn't answer.

Shan Yudong didn't seem to really want Yun Xingyue to answer. He poured the shaking wine red liquid down his stomach. His eyes were cold. He drank too quickly, and a few drops of wine stained the corners of his mouth.

Yunxingyue raised her slender index finger and wiped off the droplets stained on the corner of Shan Yudong's mouth.

When he was about to pass his index finger to his mouth, he was pulled by Shan Yudong and roughly wiped it with a paper towel. When Yun Xingyue took back his red finger, his light eyes were a little dark.

Shan Yudong's index finger gently poked the forehead of xiayun Xingyue. Seeing his angry eyebrows, he reluctantly rubbed his chestnut broken hair.

"Tuanzi, why do you have to!"

Yunxingyue's light lips pursed, looked up at Shan Yudong standing up, and his eyes lit up. When Shan Yudong was about to open his mouth to say something, the breath of yunxingyue changed, and his legs on the sofa swept forward coldly and quickly!

Shan Yudong immediately leaned back on the sofa with his hand, his legs retracted quickly, and only supported his body with one hand to avoid the sudden attack of clouds, stars and moon.