Paranoid!Crazy batch!The real daughter is a black lotus

Danga Bay No. 17, one night, the lights were bright, and three ambulances came and rushed him to Ankang Hospital.

Wen Fan, who was sleeping soundly, learned that Wen Yurou and Qian Tu had been injured and thrown into the pond. Jian Wei passed out, and Shen Que's harmless smile flashed through his mind first.

"Did she do it?"

With doubts, Wen Fan stayed up all night and went to the hospital the next day with panda eyes to take Shen Que home.

Qian Rui was combing her hair, and Shen Que was taking those pills. There were so many pills in her white hands.

Qian Rui was in the hospital all night last night and didn't know something happened to Jinhai Bay: "You didn't sleep well last night? You look so bad?"

Wen Fan was about to speak but stopped, forcing himself to ask Shen Que's thoughts, shaking his head and saying nothing.

At this time, Qian Rui's cell phone rang, and seeing that it was Wen Qingfan, she hesitated before answering.

"what's up?"

Wen Qingfan didn't know what he said, but Qian Rui's face changed drastically: "How could this happen? Who could do it?"

Wen Fan could guess that, his eyes were deep and complex as he stared at Shen Que.

Shen Que didn't seem to notice and was still taking medicine.

"I understand, I'll be with you later." Qian Rui hung up the phone and looked at Wen Fan: "Yu Rou and Qian Tu were injured and thrown into a pond in the middle of the night, and almost died.

do you know? "

Wen Fan nodded: "I know."

"Then you..." Thinking that Shen Que was still there, Qian Rui swallowed his words hard.

Shen Que took the last few pills: "Mom, are they okay?"

Qian Rui's tone was slightly tired: "I don't know, I'm not awake yet."

"Ah, my sister is so pitiful. Let's wait and see." Shen Querou said.

Qian Rui reached out and rubbed her head: "She pushed you, don't you blame her? Are you still going to see them?"

Shen Que bit his lip and said hesitantly: "My sister has been punished."

Qian Rui was helpless and distressed: "You are so kind."

Shen Que smiled and said nothing, kind, ridiculous words.

When Wen Fan heard what she said, he felt more and more that Shen Que had hired someone to do it, but when?
After half an hour.

With the support of Qian Rui, Shen Que came to Wen Yurou's ward.

Mr. Wen and Mrs. Wen were both inside, looking ugly.

On the side, Wen Qingfan yelled at his cell phone: "Can't we find it? There are surveillance cameras everywhere in the house, can't we find it?

Do you need to be raised for a living? "

From last night to now, Wen Qingfan called up the surveillance of the entire house, but he didn't see who did it. Some people said that some of the surveillance was destroyed.

However, after professional investigation, there were no traces of destruction.

"It's not man-made, is it a ghost? Check it out for me, thoroughly!"

"Okay, stop making noise." Mr. Wen roared, noticing the three people at the door, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"How could you act like a mother? Your daughter is so hurt and you don't even show her face."

Qian Rui: "Dad, she is indeed injured, why don't you ask her."

Mr. Wen glanced at Shen Que, who was wearing gauze, with a look of disgust on his face and turned his head away.

Qian Rui's heart was pounding, but fortunately Shen Zhen couldn't see it, otherwise it would be so sad.

Wen Qingfan: "Why did you bring her here? Isn't it chaotic enough?"

"You really care about Yurou, regardless of your health. Come and see, what are you saying? Is it what a father should say?" Qian Rui was really going to be pissed off by him.

Shen Que pursed his lips and said in a soft voice: "Mom, it's okay. Since my sister is okay, I will go back first."

Qian Rui's eyes were full of distress: "Okay, Xiaofan, take your sister back and drive slowly on the road." "Okay." Wen Fan reached out and took Shen Que's arm and led her away.

The two of them looked at each other in silence all the way and got into the car. Wen Fan fastened the seat belt for Shen Que, but did not start the car for a long time.

Shen Que was not in a hurry and put one hand on the window, waiting for him to speak.

After a long time, Wen Fan organized his speech and asked in a deep voice: "Qian Tu and Yu Rou, are you looking for someone to beat them?"

Shen Que tilted his head and smiled at him, his smile innocent and harmless: "Yes, do you want to report me?"

Wen Fan's pupils trembled, thinking that she would deny, defend, or cry to herself,

I just never thought she would admit it.

Shen Que chuckled softly and touched the beautiful curve on his thin lips with his fingertips: "Brother, I said, I will respect anyone who treats me well."

Wen Fan tried hard to digest what she said and took a deep breath: "If you admit it to me, aren't you afraid that I will tell my parents? Let them know your true face."

Shen Que shrugged and said indifferently: "I have never lied in front of my mother. If she asked me like you, I would still admit it.
So your threat is not valid. "

Veins were pulsing on Wen Fan's forehead. In Qian Rui's eyes, Shen Que was kind, innocent, restrained and well-behaved. He had nothing to do with beating people, so why would he ask.

Shen Zhen was dying. No one would doubt her except herself. In everyone's eyes, she was just a sick person who was nothing to fear.

Looking at her bright and innocent smile, who would have thought that there were thorns in her back.

Shen Que: "Brother, is there anything else you want to ask?"

"No, no more." After Wen Fan finished speaking, he realized that he had stuttered again, and quickly sat down and started the car without looking at her.

Shen Que yawned and leaned on the seat to take a nap.

Wen Fan looked through the rearview mirror and saw Shen Zhen sleeping, and sighed in his heart: 'That's good, at least I won't be bullied and suffer the disadvantage of being dumb. That would be too frustrating.

It is necessary to talk to her father. Wen Yurou will be eighteen in two months and it is time to be independent. '

His eyes slowly became firm and sharp.

At night, in the study room on the second floor of Yinhai Private Manor.

Jiang Jingchen wore half-rimmed gold glasses and flipped through Shen Que's information page by page. On his desktop, a paper crane was placed under the computer.

For a moment, Jiang Jingchen lost his composure after seeing the name of Shen Que's original orphanage. The hand holding the information trembled slightly: "It's her, it's her, it's really her."

There was a smile in his eyes and he kept saying: "It's me."

When he returned to the Jiang family, he was alone and weak. Every time he felt desperate, he thought about him. Later, when he finally gained strength, he wanted to find her.

That orphanage disappeared from the world due to a fire. I searched for it secretly, but always found nothing.

Now that they met again, Jiang Jingchen seemed to be holding her in his arms and telling her how much he missed her.

But she is also afraid that she will blame herself, be afraid of herself, blame herself for not looking for her for so many years, and be afraid that she will go crazy at any time now.

Thinking of how she looked at Zhou's house that day, blindfolded, holding a blind stick in her hand, and her face was pale, I wonder how she got here all these years?

Suddenly, the study door was pushed open, and a woman in a green dress walked in slowly, holding a water glass and medicine in hand.

"Brother Chen, it's late at night, you should take medicine and rest."

She also wore a red rope bell on her left ankle, which made a crisp sound with every step she took.

Jiang Jingchen's expression suddenly turned cold. He closed the document suddenly and pressed it under his hand. He picked up the empty water glass next to him and threw it at her feet.

He said in a cold voice: "Don't call me that. Who allowed you to come in? Get out!"

"Ah!" the woman screamed, and when she met the man's red eyes, her heart tightened, knowing that he was getting sick again. She coaxed her softly, but did not dare to do it again: "Fourth Master, I am Queque,
Came to deliver medicine to you, did you forget again? "

Jiang Jingchen's breathing was heavy, his eyes were red, and the veins on his forehead were prominent. At this moment, his whole body felt like ants were eating. He raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, trying his best to suppress the restlessness in his heart: "Put down the medicine and get out."

Qing Que slowly stepped forward and put the medicine in his hand: "Fourth Master, Que Que will not leave, Que Que will stay with you."

"I told you to get out, don't you understand?" Jiang Jingchen roared angrily.

(End of this chapter)