After dreaming about the flowers of the high mountains, he actually?

Wen Yiwan kept a flattering smile on her face, and stood up to pour orange juice for Wen Zhi. Wen Zhi didn't drink it, so she turned to Gu Rang beside her and said, "I want to drink strawberry juice."

Gu Rang stood up and said, "I'll squeeze it for you."

"Stop!" Mu Yanzhou spoke in a deep tone.

Wen Yiwan's eyes looked like she was watching a good show, and her lips curled up proudly. At this time, Mu Yanzhou must be scolding Wen Zhi!

After all, Mu Yanzhou had been even harsher on Wen Zhi since he agreed to marry her.

Mu Yanzhou said to Gu Rang who was getting up: "Squeeze less. She has been like this since she was a child. She doesn't like to eat when she has juice."

Gu Rang looked the same, nodded and followed the instructions: "Understood."

Wen Yiwan held the chopsticks with her hand and squeezed it hard. It was different from what Ti thought. She immediately said: "You can just let the servants do the juicing. Why let Gu Rang do it?" Come on, delaying your meal."

Wen Zhi looked at Wen Yiwan: "I don't worry about the servants at home. If someone instructs me to give me some laxatives or something, I will be in trouble."

"Zhizhi, you child, what are you talking nonsense? No one dares to harm you in your own family." Wen Yiwan's face remained unchanged, and she changed the topic with a smile: "Look at how much your father loves you, even those bad habits you had since childhood I remember everything clearly, I won’t move out when I come back this time, just stay at home.”

Wen Zhi didn't give Wen Yiwan a good look at all, and his tone was full of sarcasm: "Is it easier for you to abuse me if you live at home?"

Wen Yiwan had maintained a good face for so long, but this time she couldn't hold back. She even sounded a little more serious: "Zhizhi, how can you say that? I am your aunt after all."

Wen Zhi seemed to have heard a particularly funny joke: "Other aunts are both aunts and mothers, which is descriptive; you are the only one who has taken practical actions. You have a sense of accomplishment this year, right?"

Wen Yiwan's face turned livid with anger, and she stood up in a flash: "Wen Zhi! You are simply lawless!"

Mu Yanzhou said solemnly: "Sit down."

Wen Yiwan was furious: "Yanzhou, please take care of her. You'll be angry with me when you come back. Now you're angry with me while we're eating. It's really uneducated."

Mu Yanzhou asked: "Are you blaming me for not teaching weaving well?"

It was a plain question, but Wen Yiwan felt the hairs all over her body stand on end. She sat down and smiled dryly: "Of course I didn't mean that."

"The strawberry juice is ready."

Gu Rang placed a glass of freshly squeezed strawberry juice next to Wen Zhi's hand, replacing the glass of orange juice.

Wen Zhi said: "Thank you."

Gu Rang sat down next to her.

Wen Zhi's mood was not affected by this meal. Wen Yiwan was the only one who couldn't eat, but he had to endure it and didn't leave the table until everyone had finished eating.

Wen Zhi could imagine that Wen Yiwan would go crazy when he returned to his room!

Because she didn't win the fight tonight!
After dinner, Wen Zhi nestled on the sofa in the living room to watch TV. She was bored and changed channels. She occasionally fiddled with the handheld on her wrist, maintaining a sitting position with her knees bent. She did not wear socks on her feet, which were exposed to cool down.

Mu Yanzhou brought a blanket over and covered Wen Zhi's feet: "You have been in poor health since you were a child, and you have always been disobedient. You don't care about your body at all."

Wen Zhi hugged his knees and said nothing.

Mu Yanzhou's eyes fell on the extra string of handheld hands on her wrist and asked, "Did you ask for it?"

Wen Zhi shook his head: "A friend gave it to me."

Mu Yanzhou: "Which friend?"

Wen Zhi opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Should I say it?
just forget it.

Anyway, the story of her contact with Shang Hexing was about to come to an end. She didn't intend to keep this handheld in mind, so she put it away and packed it in the bottom of the box.

As she was thinking this, she heard her father ask her: "Have you been walking very close to Shang He recently?"

Hearing this, something strange appeared in Wen Zhi's eyes, but it was fleeting.

Fortunately, Mu Yanzhou didn't miss the strange flash in Wen Zhi's eyes, which made him more confident in his guess. He only reminded him: "Zhi Zhi, he is much older than you, you have to think carefully." Shang Hexing is already thirty.

Thirty and standing.

It is the age when men are the most mature, stable and perfect in all aspects.

"I'm 24 too, just six years older." When Wen Zhi said this, he almost blurted it out without thinking.

Mu Yanzhou smiled: "That's it?"

Wen Zhi's face became very unnatural: "I don't have any other ideas, so I just said it casually. Also, it's not a matter of whether I think about it or not. The disparity in status between me and him has a huge gap in itself." ."

Of course Mu Yanzhou knew: "He is the person trained by the Han family to sit in that position. The Han family knows that you are together, so they will probably stop him."

"Dad, Shang Hexing and I are not together." Wen Zhi heard what her father said just now, as if she and Shang Hexing were already together.

Mu Yanzhou smiled: "I know, but Zhizhi, you can express your love with your mouth."

Wen Zhi shook his head subconsciously.

Mu Yanzhou whispered: "Zhizhi, you are my daughter, how can I still not understand you?"

"If you really knew me, you wouldn't have sent me away a year ago." Wen Zhi's voice was a little angry.

This is a hurdle in her heart, a hurdle that she will never get over in her life.In fact, when it comes to hatred, Wen Zhi understands that she has no right to hate her father, because her father has never treated her badly. On the contrary, he gave her the best.

Mu Yanzhou sighed. There were thousands of things he wanted to say, but he swallowed them all. He only warned: "Zhizhi, you must be good in the future."

These words seemed to be his last words, but Wen Zhi's mind was in another place and he did not listen carefully to the meaning of these words.

Went back to the bedroom upstairs.

Wen Zhi took off the bracelet from his wrist and put it in the jewelry cabinet, not planning to take it out again.

She lay down and looked at the ceiling, tossing and turning. She was no longer sleepy. Before going to sleep, she took out the string of Buddhist beads.

A year ago, she used this prayer bead to enter Wen Yiwan's dream.

Wen Yiwan was not the real murderer of her mother.

But that dream was not completely fruitless for her.

In the dream, she learned from Wen Yiwan that the person who killed her mother was not one person, but many people. They jointly killed her mother.

Among the people involved is Chong Wanying.

Very strange involvement.

Wen Zhi also couldn't figure out the reason.

So she especially wanted to enter Chong Wanying's dream. She wanted to know some unknown secrets from Chong Wanying's dream. She also wanted to know...whether Chong Wanying participated in the murder of her mother, and whether she was also the murderer. …

Perhaps it was because she found it easy to use Buddhist beads to enter Wen Yiwan's dream, so she naively thought that it would be easy to enter Wen Yiwan's dream as well.

Unexpectedly, all kinds of twists and turns occurred, not even touching the corner of Chong Wanying's dream.

Then how should she put this string of beads back on Zhong Wanying's hand...

There seems to be no best way.

Unless, Zhong Wanying is kidnapped!

But if she really got to this point, she would have no room to look back.

Wen Zhi stared at the beads for a long time until he fell asleep...