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

Wen Zhi realized that he had spoken too much and quickly shut up.

The old man looked at her and said, "I see you are quite brave enough to think. Why don't you continue talking?"

Wen Zhi's face was full of embarrassment: "Just think that I was talking nonsense just now."

The old man saw through it at a glance: "I saw that you were quite sober just now."

Wen Zhi's cheeks were slightly hot with embarrassment, and now she just wished there was a gap in the ground for her to crawl into.

I'm really dizzy. I just said in front of the old man that I would spend money to be with Shang Hexing!

What nonsense is she talking about?

"Okay, I'll just pretend I didn't hear what you just said, and don't think about it again, it's useless."

The old man saw Wen Zhi's embarrassment, so he stopped talking about it.

Wen Zhi felt depressed: "Oh, I got it."

At this time, the old man didn't know what he was thinking of, and suddenly asked: "Do you remember how Zhong Wanying and Wen Yiwan died?"

Wen Zhi's face tightened slightly, and his eyes were filled with confusion: "Who is Wen Yiwan...?"

The old man turned his head and looked at Wen Zhi's face carefully. He had seen countless people and could somewhat tell the difference between when people were lying and when they were not.

After confirming that Wen Zhi was not lying, the old man frowned even more: "You said that you have forgotten all the things in the past, and you don't even remember the people in the past. How did you and He Xing get together again? "

Wen Zhi clenched his fingers nervously: "I..."

Seeing Wen Zhi hesitating, the old man asked again, "Then do you remember your biological father?"

Wen Zhi shook his head: "I don't remember."

She doesn't remember anything.

After hearing Wen Zhi's answer, the old man showed an almost incredulous expression: "What a joke. You don't even remember your own biological father, but you still remember He Xing. Could it be that a man who hasn't married you yet is better than yours?" Is the biological father more important?"

Wen Zhi's eyes turned red for a moment, and she shook her head aggrievedly: "That's not what you said. I haven't seen my father in the past few months, and no one has told me anything about my father and my family. I don't even know I have never seen their photos, let alone their contact information. I just met Shang Hexing not long ago, and I felt he was kind at first sight. I didn’t lie, these are all true..."

At the end of the sentence, tears fell from Wen Zhi's eyes.

When the old man saw Wen Zhi crying, he panicked and said quickly, "Don't cry, I didn't say anything."

Wen Zhi pursed his lips in grievance: "You said it. You said that I can even remember Shang Hexing, but I can't remember my biological father. It's not something I don't want to remember."

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have said that before I fully understood your situation." The old man was at his wits end.

Wen Zhi's crying made him feel soft, and he regretted what he said about her just now.

Thinking about his military life, there were a few things that he regretted so much.

Wen Zhi is an exception!

"So you and He Xing met again after a few months, and it was during his trip to Haishi?" The old man didn't want to ask anymore, but he couldn't help but be curious.

Wen Zhi nodded: "Yes."

The old man laughed and said: "A place as big as Haishi, how could you just happen to meet each other again?"

Wen Zhi lowered his head: "Maybe... this is fate."

Fate is a wonderful thing.

Perhaps when Shang He went to Haishi, he didn't expect to meet Wen Zhi again in Haishi.

It's all doomed.

"What is fate or not? It was in the past when we talked about fate. There is no fate to talk about in your generation." The old man suddenly poured a basin of cold water on her.

Wen Zhi didn't refute, because he knew that the old man didn't want to see her, so he just wanted her to retreat in spite of the difficulties.

"Forget it, you don't remember those things before, so let's not mention them. Let's talk about them later when you remember them."

The old man prepared to leave with a guilty conscience.

Wen Zhi stood there silently wiping her tears. The grievance in her heart had not gone away, and her tears could not be wiped away, and her face was wet with tears.
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"Hexing, why are you here!"

The old man's voice suddenly came, Wen Zhi's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly raised his head.

I saw Shang Hexing walking towards this side, followed by Han Yu.

"Why is grandpa here?" Shang He walked over and asked.

There was no emotion or anger on his face, but the extremely fast pace he walked towards clearly showed his current mood.

The old man saw it and was unhappy. He even said in a bad tone: "Come and see the peacock raised by your grandma."

Although Shang Hexing stopped in front of the old man, his eyes fell on Wen Zhi, concern and worry written in his eyes. It's just that Wen Zhi turned her body sideways at this moment. She was afraid that Shang Hexing would see her crying, which would cause more misunderstandings.

"Looking at the peacocks? Grandpa found a good spot." Shang Hexing looked back and made a pun.

How could the old man fail to hear the implication of his grandson's words? He snorted deeply: "Okay, don't bear with me. Although I don't want to see her, I won't do anything to her. Don't worry, there's not even a hair on her face." few."

"Grandpa," Shang Hexing said, "I have no other intentions. I also know that you just came to see the peacock raised by grandma."

The old man's face turned dark, but he couldn't be angry.

His grandson didn't blame him between the lines, but every word didn't remind him that he was afraid that he would cause trouble for that little girl.

I really spoiled her like a baby.

"I'm tired from the long journey, Xiaoyu, please take me to rest." The old man said.

Shang Hexing winked at Han Yu. Han Yu understood instantly and quickly stepped forward to support the old man's arm: "Hey, it's coming, it's coming. Grandpa, please be careful."

The two left.

Shang He walked up to Wen Zhi and turned her to face him: "Let me see."

Wen Zhi lowered his head and refused to look up: "There's nothing to see." Shang Hexing stretched out his hand and lifted her chin, revealing the tear stains on her face.

"I've been crying," he frowned, his expression slightly dark, "What did grandpa say?"

"I didn't scold her!"

The old man who was being helped walked a few steps away suddenly stopped and turned around to clarify when he heard Shang Hexing ask Wen Zhi this question.

Han Yu pulled the old man's sleeve: "Grandpa, my cousin is not talking about you."

"Who says it's not the case? If I leave, doesn't it prove that I have a guilty conscience!" The old man turned around and said, "I just chatted with her for a few words, all about the past, but I didn't scold her. If you don't believe me, He Xing, just ask her."

Han Yu was dumbfounded when he heard this. He looked at the old man and wondered if this was the same stereotyped old man he knew.

The grandfather was actually afraid that his cousin would misunderstand, so he went out of his way to explain clearly! This is so rare.

At this time, Shang Hexing looked at Wen Zhi.

Those eyelashes were still wet, but fortunately they had stopped crying.

She sniffed and explained in a loud voice: "My great-grandpa didn't scold me. We were just chatting. He asked me some things from the past. I seemed to remember some of them, and I cried because I was a little sad."

Shang Hexing frowned even more tightly: "What did grandpa ask?"

Wen Zhi turned to look at the old man.

The old man immediately said: "Just ask her about the past. She didn't remember, so I didn't continue to ask."

Wen Zhi nodded: "Grandpa said so, and he didn't ask again."

Shang Hexing said nothing. His expressionless face at the moment made it difficult to tell what he was thinking.

At this time, Wen Zhi reached out and gently pulled Shang Hexing's clothes and said, "Shang Hexing, let's go back to the house."

He took her hand and said, "Okay."

Wen Zhi's face finally had a hint of brightness, but then she suddenly heard Shang Hexing say: "You didn't call me grandpa, you have to call me grandpa."

Wen Zhi's face froze.

She remembered that not long ago, the old man reminded her with a stern face to follow Han Yu and not to call him grandpa.

This image reminded her repeatedly in her mind, and she shook her head at Shang Hexing: "No."

"Okay, okay, whatever you want." The old man's voice came over.

Wen Zhi suddenly looked at the old man with surprise on his face.

Han Yu was also shocked. Why did the old man change his mind so quickly?

The old man didn't explain much, just said: "You young people can call you whatever you want to call me. I don't care. I'm leaving now."

After saying that, the old man didn't stay any longer this time and left with Han Yu.

Wen Zhi withdrew his gaze and said to Shang Hexing: "Grandpa, he..."

Shang Hexing specifically corrected him: "It's grandpa."

Wen Zhiyu was delayed for two seconds, and under Shang Hexing's watchful eyes, he changed the name of "grandpa" to "grandpa", and then continued: "Grandpa, he doesn't allow me to shout like this."

Shang Hexing said: "He has allowed it now."

Wen Zhi responded slowly: "When?"

Shang Hexing looked at her confused look and said softly, "What he said when he left just now meant permission."

Wen Zhi said oh, then turned around and walked in, muttering as he walked: "The old man must have relented because of your face."

When he's not around, it's still the same.

Shang Hexing grabbed Wen Zhi's wrist and pulled her back to him: "You don't need to take those words of grandpa to heart."

Wen Zhi looked at Shang Hexing without looking at anything: "I understand."

"Wen Zhi." He called her softly.

Wen Zhi lowered his head and replied in a muffled voice, "Yeah."

Shang Hexing asked her softly: "Is there any psychological burden?"

Wen Zhi shook his head.

Shang Hexing said: "I'm sorry, I didn't handle these matters well and caused you more troubles."

"It has nothing to do with you. It's because I'm not good enough." Wen Zhi's nasal voice was heavy.

Just one second she was feeling depressed, and the next second she suddenly raised her head and said, "But I am really rich!"

Shang Hexing was puzzled: "...huh?"

Wen Zhi's mood instantly returned to its original state. She patted her chest and said, "Although my family and yours are not the same family, my family is purely wealthy. Really, Nian Xun said that my father gave me so much money that it would scare me to death."

Shang Hexing looked at her instant vitality and couldn't help but laugh and nodded: "I believe it."

"As long as you believe it." Wen Zhi turned around and sighed lonely: "I just don't know how much it can be enough to scare me to death."

Millions always feel too little.

Tens of millions is too low.

She didn't dare think of hundreds of millions, but it didn't seem like it would scare her to death.

Although she didn't know it, Shang Hexing behind her knew it.

Mu Yanzhou worked hard for a year and left Wen Zhi with an industry worth tens of billions.