Chief, Love for you is wrong

"Shuangshuang..." Qin Jing didn't know what to comfort. She hoarse her voice, "you... How do you suddenly know this? Didn't you have a good life before? Who told you this? Would that person cheat you?"

"Cheat me?" Wen Shuang murmured listlessly. "I also hope someone cheated me." she shook her head and looked tired. "I've read a lot of novels. I used to make fun of the falseness of novels. How can there be so many endless feelings of gratitude and hatred? I didn't expect that such a talk about admitting thieves as my father actually happened to me. Sister-in-law, I feel bad, I feel bad."

Wen Shuang lay on Qin Jing's shoulder, put his hand around Qin Jing's arm and trembled slightly, "I don't want to hate, but I don't know what to do? Why do they live so well, I ~ ~ I ~ ~ ~"

As he spoke, Wen Shuang actually sobbed, pressed his throat and didn't dare to cry loudly. That kind of low, dark and hoarse voice came out of his throat with pain.

"Sister-in-law ~ ~ I feel bad, I really feel bad ~ ~ ~ sobbing ~ ~ ~ I don't want to hate, but I really hate ~ ~ ~ after I know my life experience, I can't accept, really can't accept... His children are perfect and live happily. What's his reason ~ ~ ~ sister-in-law, what's his reason ~ ~ ~ tell me, what's his reason..."

Qin Jing patted Wen Shuang on the back and saw Wen Jili coming out at the corner of the stairs. She gently pointed to Wen Jili. Wen Jili's eyes were familiar with Wen Shuang sobbing. After nodding with Qin Jing, she slowly returned to the room.

*****

"Mr. Wen, what's the matter with Shuangshuang?" in the evening, Qin Jing sat in the big bed, rolled up the quilt and asked Wen Jili, "has grandpa done anything to Shuangshuang's parents or grandparents?"

Wen Jili pursed his lips. Junya's face became heavy here because of Qin Jing's problem. A pair of cold eyes shrunk. For a long time, he stretched out his hand to hold Qin Jing in his arms, but turned the topic a little, "did they tell you something?"

Qin Jing leaned in Wen Ji Li's arms and nodded slowly, "she didn't say anything. I guess."

Speaking of this, Qin Jing looked up at Wen Jili, her clear eyes slightly worried.

"Do you remember the story I told you last time? If a killed Gu Zhancheng, can I still be friends with A. today, Shuangshuang mentioned the story again. She said that if Gu Zhancheng did this to me, I can't be friends with the person who killed him, even more so. I speculated from shuangshuangshuang's words that the old man should do it to shuangshuangshuang's parents or elders What has led to the destruction of her family, so she said, "I don't want to hate, but I have to hate."

Wen Jili raised his hand and gently dialed Qin Jing's hair. His five fingers inserted into her hair and gently pressed his head for her. Qin Jing stopped talking. He just quietly nestled in Wen Jili's arms and played with his hands naturally hanging in front of her abdomen, pinching and pressing them back and forth.

Qin Jing leaned lazily in his arms like a cat. Hearing Ji Lijun's cold face, he relaxed slowly, wrapped Qin Jing's five finger hand in his palm for a while, and said, "the events of that year were too complicated to be explained in a few words. However, it was really grandpa's mistake that caused the tragedy of Shuangshuang's parents and parents."

"Master and father?" Qin Jing murmured out in surprise. She broke away from Wen Jili's arms, looked up at him in amazement, and her voice was a little choked. "The tragedy of the two generations, the story they both told..."