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

Qingque nodded. At this time, the waiter also came back from outside with accessories. Seeing her, he hurriedly stepped forward: "Miss Qingque, I'm sorry, what do you need?"

Qingque looked at herself in the mirror and said in a lazy tone: "Nothing is needed. All the clothes I just tried on will be wrapped up and sent to the car."

"Ok."

Qingque glanced at Shen Que, raised his feet and strode away.

The waiter breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Shen Que and said, "Miss, let me put it on for you."

"Okay." Shen Que nodded: "Who was that person just now? You seem to be afraid of her?"

When the waiter saw her asking, he put some jewelry on her and said, "Her name is Qingque and she is from the Jiang family. We are not afraid of her, but of the Jiang family behind her."

Sure enough, it was her. Shen Que felt that the voice was familiar just now, but she didn't recognize her.

"She and Jiang"

"Indeed, why did it take so long to change?"

Shen Que originally wanted to ask one more question, but Qian Rui came in from outside and interrupted her question.

The waiter stood aside and explained: "It's changed, Mrs. Wen."

Qian Rui's eyes fell on Shen Que, with a smile in his eyes: "It's so beautiful, indeed, do you like it?"

"The color doesn't suit me well, let's change it to another one." Shen Que expressed his thoughts.

Wen Yurou was lying at the door: "Sister, this is specially prepared by mother for you. Besides, we think it's quite suitable.
Anyway, you can’t see it, so you have to choose it again, how troublesome it is. "

Qian Rui frowned: "It's okay. If you don't like it, let's change it."

Wen Yurou curled her lips and turned around to go out.

Wen Qing saw her with her little face on her back and was puzzled: "What's wrong? There's a small oil bottle hanging from her mouth."

"Second brother, I think it's better for me to leave. Now that my sister is back, this family doesn't need me anymore."

Wen Yurou lowered her head and shed tears at the drop of a hat.

Warmth: "What are you talking about? Who said I don't need you anymore?"

He reached out and wiped the tears from her eyes.

Wen Yurou's eyes were red and her voice was choked with sobs: "But mom, with her heart and eyes full of sisters, she is cautious every day. I am like an outsider and seem out of place.

Second brother, I know I am not a child of the Wen family, but, I really regard this place as my home.

I already know what I did before was wrong, but my mother still refuses to forgive me. "

Her tender eyebrows knitted together, and she reached for a tissue to wipe her tears: "Okay, okay, I just came back. It's normal for my mother to be concerned. Don't think so much."

Jian Wei on the side said softly: "Actually, I don't blame Yurou for being wronged. Xiaorui is indeed a bit too partial. Yurou is about to become an adult.

Xiaorui didn't even say that she wanted to design a dress herself. Although Yurou was not born by herself,

But at least after raising her for so many years, it hurts to be separated because of two small things. "

Jian Wei held the clothes in her hands and looked helpless: "As a sister-in-law, it's hard for me to say anything. But, tenderness, you still have to tell your mother if you're okay."

Her warm expression changed slightly and she nodded: "I understand, aunt."

Jian Wei: "Yu Rou, come here and take a look at the clothes aunt made for you."

Wen Yurou nodded heavily, wiped away her tears, walked to Jian Wei, and put a happy smile on her face.

Seeing the warmth in his eyes, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the dressing room, feeling powerless in his heart. In the past few hours, he was more tired than he was in acting.

a long time.

Shen Que chose an off-white suspender fishtail long skirt with side slits and came out of the changing room.

The moment Qian Rui saw her coming out, she looked even better than the one she had designed before.

"Just this one, indeed, how about it?"

Shen Que nodded: "Okay."

The two of them came out from behind, and Shen Que's dress had been changed.Qian Rui had a gentle smile in her eyes, but suddenly she felt something was wrong with her son's expression. She turned her head to look at him, and noticed Wen Yurou's red eyes from the corner of her eye.

The hand on Shen Que's arm loosened.

Shen Que felt the warmth on his arm disappear, the curve of his mouth weakened by two points, and he said nothing.

Qian Rui stepped forward and took her hand: "What's wrong? Your eyes are so red? Did your brother bully you?"

Wen Yurou looked up suddenly like a frightened rabbit, as if she didn't expect that she would care about her and noticed that she was crying.

Warm and speechless defense: "Mom, do you believe what you said? When did I ever bully her?
It's not you. You keep hanging around Chuecheng, not caring about Yurou or talking to her. I feel aggrieved when I see her. Have you forgotten that after a while, it will be Yurou's adult ceremony? "

Qian Rui frowned slightly: "Just because of this? How could mom forget it? Don't think so much."

Wen Yurou sniffed and threw herself into Qian Rui's arms: "I thought mom didn't want me anymore."

"Silly boy, how could I not want you? Your sister is not in good health. Mom should take more care of her. You think too much."

Qian Rui was indifferent to her, just to let her know that he could be nice to her or take it back, it mainly depends on whether she can stay calm.

But when he saw her crying, he still couldn't help but wonder. After all, after raising her for 17 years, he couldn't just throw it away.

Still broke the attack.

"I understand, mom, I will never make you angry again, and I will get along well with my sister." Wen Yurou spoke sincerely.

Qian Rui patted her back: "Okay, stop crying, you will be an adult soon."

Wen Yurou moved coquettishly in her arms: "No, I will always be a child in front of my mother."

Qian Rui chuckled helplessly and could only let her hold him.

Wen Qing and Jian Wei saw it and were deeply relieved.

As if thinking of something, she turned her head to look at Shen Que tenderly. She was still standing in the same place, keeping her original movements, with the corners of her lips raised slightly, showing no signs of happiness.
Still unhappy, giving me a feeling that it has nothing to do with me.

Wenqing inexplicably doesn't like her, she's too quiet.

After half an hour,

The four of them were in the same situation as when they came. Shen Que and Wen Qing were in the same car, while Qian Rui was being pestered by Wen Yurou and sitting in the same car.

When we returned to Wen's house, it was already evening, and the setting sun dyed half of the sky.

Shen Que was sitting on the balcony on the third floor. Ling Xi came in from outside, the phone in her hand still hanging up.

"Miss, the young master called you."

Shen Que heard this and reached out to take it, put it to his ear, and said in a brisk tone, "Brother."

Ling Xi retreated.

"If I don't call you, do you think you won't contact me? Isn't the brother of the Wen family better than me?"

Shen Fengyao's tone was full of dissatisfaction.

Shen Que smiled: "No."

Shen Fengyuan was like a child who got candy, humming proudly: "That's pretty much it. How are your eyes? Are the Wen family nice to you? Have you ever been bullied?"
I heard that the day after tomorrow is your wedding banquet. Do you want your brother to help you hold the ceremony?Are the clothes ready?Do you like any of the clothes in Dongjunguo? "

After several questions, Shen Que couldn't get a word in. He put his other hand between his eyebrows and said, "Brother, you have a lot of questions."

"You little heartless thing, you dislike me now, don't you? I'm worried about you, I'm so worried that I don't have enough to eat or sleep, and yet you still dislike me."

Shen Que's eyes curved into crescent moons under the silk scarf, and his tone was a little more joyful: "How could that be? I just want to tell you that you asked so many questions that I don't even know which one to answer first."

"Oh, then answer me first, have the Wen family treated you well? Have they ever bullied you? Don't lie to me. I'll go back and ask Ling Xi."

Shen Que rubbed his nose with his fingertips: "Who can bully me?"

"That means you were bullied!" Shen Fengyao's tone suddenly changed: "If I had known better, I shouldn't have allowed you to go back. Your eyes are still injured. If something happens, your parents will cry to death."

(End of this chapter)