On the eve of divorce, Gao Leng's husband lost his memory and became five and a half years old

Wen Zhi stood at the door and didn't go in, her delicate and pretty face was cold and imposing.

Even the housekeeper dared not do it again.

Wen Zhi sneered, her father and stepmother and step-sister were pretty good at it, and hired servants with her money to target her.

There are still such things in this world, Wen Zhi is really getting more and more knowledgeable.

Aggrieved, the servant turned around and went back to the main house, and complained to Wen Changguo.

Wen Changguo was furious immediately, "What the hell does this rebellious girl want to do now? I really think that if I marry a good husband, my wings will be hard? Whether the Gu family can gain a firm foothold is another matter!"

"That's right, Dad, you see, my sister was going to divorce Brother Xing Ye before, and I don't know what kind of coquettish tricks I used to keep Brother Xing Ye from getting a divorce, but I don't think my sister can be complacent, how could Brother Xing Ye like her sister?" Kind of person!" Wen Keyi's tone was sour.

In Wen Changguo's heart, Wen Zhi was not a good thing in the first place, so it would be strange if he could use any good means.

"Wen Zhi is so bullying, it's no wonder Mrs. Gu never nodded her head in agreement. If it was Keke who married Mr. Gu, there would be no such thing. Keke would have served Mrs. Gu very happily." He Chunhua looked at Wen. Chang Guo's face looked much better, and he also put gold on his daughter's face, holding her up and stepping on her.

Several people chatted in the room, and deliberately left Wen Zhi outside. After another ten minutes, Wen Changguo slowly got up and went out, but there was no one at the door, and there was no ghost.

Wen Changguo almost sent himself into the hospital with anger, and called Wen Zhi, "Ni Nu! Where did you go!"

"I've already told the housekeeper what needs to be said. Since the Wen family doesn't welcome me, then I won't come back." Wen Zhi's tone was very flat, as if he was discussing the weather.

Wen Changguo became ruthless, "Wen Zhi! Don't forget, your mother is still with me..."

"Wen Changguo, are you sure you want to use my mother to threaten me?" Wen Zhi squinted her eyes, then smiled slightly, "What do you think the police will do if I report to the police that my mother is missing?"

Wen Changguo's breathing was stagnant, and Wen Zhi's pleasant voice came again, "And, with the help of Gu Xingye, should we call the police?"

The three of the Wen family were speechless at once!

It took Wen Changguo a while to yell loudly again, "Wen Zhi! I'm paying for your mother's medical treatment. Don't be ignorant! What's wrong with your mother if there's such a commotion! Don't worry! Are you worthy of this responsibility?"

Wen Zhi didn't bother to quarrel with him, you just smiled casually, "Then you can see if I can take up this responsibility." And then hung up the phone with a "click".

On the phone, Wen Zhi spoke firmly.

But she really didn't dare to call the police, he was afraid that the police would really come to Wen's house, and Wen Changhui would do whatever it took.

Her mother was already ill and had lived in the hospital for so many years. If Wen Changguo broke the pot and designed something unexpected for her mother, it would be difficult to find out even if she wanted to investigate later.

But it's okay to bluff Wen Changguo now, and before the last step, Wen Zhi doesn't believe that Wen Changguo dared to kill her mother.

In fact, Wen Zhi didn't go far, she left the villa area, found a high-end restaurant nearby, and ordered a few signature dishes at random.

While waiting for the dishes, Wen Zhi propped his chin, and casually looked outside.

The restaurant is open by the river, and the other side of the river is brightly lit. Although it is separated by glass, Wen Zhi seems to be able to feel the gentleness of the river wind blowing across his face.

You can bring Gu Xingye over to eat next time.

The next second, after realizing what she was thinking, Wen Zhi frowned slightly. Why was she thinking about Gu Xingye's preferences?
"Hello, your dishes are ready, please take your time, ring the bell if you have any questions, I wish you a pleasant meal." The waiter's voice was gentle.

The corners of Wen Zhi's lips twitched lightly, "Thank you."

Dining alone, Wen Zhi didn't feel lonely, even in Wen's house before, she often ate alone, because she went back late, and no one in Wen's house would specially wait for her to eat.

Later, after marrying Gu Xingye, Wen Zhi became more used to it. Gu Xingye was busy most of the time, and at that time, he often looked back at his mother to accompany Gu's mother and He Yan, even the rare few times he was with Wen Zhi. He kept a cold face throughout the meal, it might as well have been eaten by Wen Zhi by himself.

"Miss Wen." A deep address interrupted Wen Zhi's meal.

Wen Zhi looked up and saw Rong Xian.

Wen Zhi smiled slowly, her delicate face was like a blooming epiphyllum, making it hard to look away, "Mr. Rong, why are you here?"

"Come over to eat, Miss Wen herself?" Rong Xian thought of the information given to him by his assistant, and Gu Xingye ignored Wen Zhi most of the time.

"It's more comfortable to eat alone." Wen Zhi smiled, in fact, he was telling Rong Xian in a disguised form that when we meet by chance, it's good to just say hello, and you don't need to get close.

Rong Xian didn't understand the implication of Wen Zhi's words, and felt that Wen Zhi came here to relax.

That's right, if it were him, if his husband was nice to other women outside, let alone he didn't want to have dinner with that person, maybe a divorce would be fine.

"It just so happens that I'm alone, let's make a table?"

Wen Zhi didn't expect Rong Xian to propose a shared table, her fox-like smile withdrew, "Mr. Rong, I've never talked about table manners, so don't spoil your dining interest."

Hearing what she said, Rong Xian pushed the wheelchair to the dining table, "It doesn't matter, I'm not a very particular person."

Wen Zhi: "..." With this familiar appearance, he thinks he's second, no one thinks he's first, right?

"It's just right, I invite this meal, and it can be regarded as a reward for extending a helping hand to Miss Wen."

Everyone has already said that, and Wen Zhi is not easy to drive people away, "I ordered two dishes for myself, if it is not enough, I will always add more."

Wen Zhi didn't entertain much, just picked up the chopsticks and ate, and didn't really plan to talk to anyone.

Wen Zhi doesn't take the initiative, but Rong Xian can't bear to take the initiative.

"Miss Wen is a finance major?"

She shook her head slightly, "No, I majored in fashion design in college."

How could they let her study such a popular major as finance? Of course, let her study whatever major has a bad prospect, so that she doesn't have to worry that she will have a better life than Wen Keyi in the future.

After understanding the mentality of the Wen family, Wen Zhi chose fashion design, and the prospects were good, but Wen Zhi's painting was at the kindergarten level, so He Chunhua felt relieved.

Well, later on, He Chunhua told everyone that Wen Zhi could not draw, so she had to choose such a major, and even if she learned it, she couldn't find a job, which made her family worry about it.

Wen Zhi never explained, since He Chunhua wanted to create an image of her being unruly and willful in front of outsiders and not listening to her elders' persuasion, then she would do as she wished.

Rong Xian thought of the information, his eyes darkened.