The crown prince's pet

"Xin'er!" Wen Suxin followed behind Wenxin, and when she reached the stairs on the third floor, she suddenly stopped the figure in front of her.

This is the few days that Wen Xin came to Yin's house. She and Wen Suxin talked for the first time. As soon as Wen Xin heard her voice, she stopped and turned to look at her, "Mom!"

"You and Tianqing..." Wen Suxin looked a little embarrassed, hesitating, but didn't know how to ask her.

"You guys, have you..."

"Xin'er, you are at Yin's house now, you and Tianqing should keep some distance, okay?" Wen Suxin grabbed her hand and asked in a negotiating tone, warmly looking at the wrinkles between her eyebrows and eyes, and that With loving eyes, he couldn't help but nodded obediently, "Mom, I understand!"

"Good boy!" Wen Suxin's hand touched her cheek involuntarily. This familiar move reminded Wenxin of how warm her mother's hand was when she was young.

At this moment, there was a sudden loud movement downstairs, Wen Suxin hurried downstairs, Wenxin also ran down, and then saw Yin Zhenghao, who was drunk, was climbing the stairs supported by his servant.

"Let me do it!" Wen Suxin took him from the servant, and Wenxin ran to the other side to grab his arm.

Because Yin Tianqing was recuperating at home these days, and Yin Tianqi was busy picking up girls, the company's entertainment fell on Yin Zhenghao.

In the warm memory, Yin Zhenghao should be a man who can control himself very well, but today, how could he be so drunk?

"Drink so much...I'll go and finish the hangover soup for him!" Wen Suxin and Wenxin helped him into the room, lay down on the bed, and then went downstairs worriedly.

"Uncle Yin, Uncle Yin!" Seeing that he didn't respond, Wenxin wiped his blushing face with a towel, and when she thought of Yin Tianqing's alcoholism from drinking that night, she couldn't help but feel colic again.

"Qianhui, Qianhui..." Yin Zhenghao suddenly opened his eyes, the crystal chandelier made his pupils shine, then he grabbed Wen Xin's hand and called a woman's name.

Wen Xin was taken aback, and quickly threw away the towel in her hand. When she wanted to struggle away, Yin Zhenghao squeezed her wrist forcefully, "Qianhui, are you back? I miss you so much..."

Wenxin listened hard to the name he was calling, Qianhui...is it Yin Tianqing's mother's name?

"Mom!" Seeing Wen Suxin coming back, Wenxin quickly stood up, Yin Zhenghao still held onto her, his eyes blurred, staring at Wenxin obsessively, it was the infatuated look of a man when he looks at a woman, "Qianhui..."

"Zhenghao, you are drunk, this is Wenxin, Qianhui is dead!" Wen Suxin's hand trembled a little, and then he broke the hand he was holding on Wenxin's wrist, and when he brought the hangover soup to his mouth, he Pushing away ungratefully, still looking at Wen Xin.

Wen Xin suddenly felt that Wen Suxin was very pitiful. Could it be that deep in Yin Zhenghao's heart, he could never forget the woman he loved so much?

However, the woman who lay next to him every day and shared the bed with him was her mother!

"Mom, let me feed him!" Wenxin watched Yin Zhenghao resist Wen Suxin's approach, then took the bowl from her hand, and when he handed it to Yin Zhenghao's mouth, he smiled and drank the bowl in her hand Hangover soup.

After Wenxin helped him lie down again, she pulled the quilt over him and covered him. The man who is over half a century old also has some gray hair, but he will be so fragile sometimes.

She looked up and saw that Wen Suxin was staring at her intently, as if she was looking for someone's shadow through her. It was not the first time Wenxin felt this strange feeling.

"Mom, that Qianhui..." Wen Xin mentioned that name, but Wen Suxin hurriedly covered her ears, feeling a little overwhelmed, "Xin'er, don't ask, don't ask me..."

Wen Xin shut her mouth suddenly, gave Wen Su Xin a complicated look, and then walked out quietly.

She once saw a family portrait in Yin Tianqing's room, the hostess of the Yin family, her name was Qianhui, and her name was as touching as hers...

Yin Tianqing's health was fine, and after recuperating at home for half a month, he was ready to bring Wenxin into his villa.

Because he knew that Yin Yunxuan would be wary of warmth, and Mo Sijue became a frequent visitor to Yin's house, but after she lied to him that time, he left angrily, and Mo Sijue hadn't been to Yin's house for a long time.

Yin Yunxuan was depressed all day long, and she didn't even want to go to class. Wen Xin learned from Yin Tianqing later that Mo Sijue's grandfather passed away and he went to England!

Wenxin suddenly remembered the Rose Manor where she and Mo Sijue lived together not long ago, that radiant old man, how could he have passed away in just over a month?

"Do you like it here?" Yin Tianqing walked behind her and hugged her at some point. He had a very refreshing scent of men's perfume, which gave her a very reassuring and comfortable feeling.

Wenxin suddenly felt that with Yin Tianqing, she relied more on instinct!

Because she had no father since she was a child, Yin Tianqing was the mountain in her heart, and she gradually became unclear whether her feelings for Yin Tianqing were mostly love or family affection?

"I like it, you can watch the starry sky here!" Wenxin pointed to the transparent glass viewing balcony, the stars were shining brightly in the dark, like a wedding veil, and every place here was decorated according to her favorite style.

"When you graduate, we'll get married!" Yin Tianqing kissed her fair neck. The early winter weather was already a bit chilly, Wen Xin was wrapped in Yin Tianqing's coat, and despite Wen Suxin's strong objection, he still brought her out!

Wen Xin nodded silently, she believed in Yin Tianqing, so she was willing to give everything to him!

In the days without Mo Sijue, the warm life seemed to be back to the starting point, but she knew very well in her heart that no matter how much she convinced herself, she would never be able to act as if she had never known that man before!

Yin Yunxuan didn't bother her again, and the relationship between them is not in conflict with each other now, and Wenxin secretly hoped that when Mo Sijue appeared in front of her again, would she still be so calm?

"Xiner, Xiner!" Out of the library, Wenxin was holding a book in a daze, when Qiao Lin suddenly leaned into her ear and called her name loudly.

Wen Xin shivered, the book she held in her hand slipped from her arms, she quickly squatted down to pick it up, a moment later, a pair of men's leather shoes suddenly appeared in front of her, she looked up, and there was a tall man standing in front of her. The sharp-edged facial features are domineering, and in the blink of an eye, he has squatted down and looked at her with a charming smile, "Hi, we meet again!"