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

He is not the superior Mr. Jiang at this moment, he is just the boy in the orphanage.

Then I begged the little girl opposite me to forgive me.

When Shen Que heard that it was okay, his expression returned to his original state: "Dignified Fourth Master Jiang, do you want people to forgive you just for talking about it? Isn't that too insincere?"

The fingertips rubbed the bell on the ankle, tracing the engravings on it bit by bit.

Jiang Jingchen sat in the Cayenne. After hearing this, a gentle smile spread across his sickly brows and raised his thin lips: "Then what do you want me to do?
  How can you forgive me? "

"Is anything ok?"

Jiang Jingchen heard the teasing meaning in this sentence, and turned around and was denied by him. Shen Que was so simple, how could he be that kind of person.

Nodding: "It's okay, as long as you want it."

Even if she lives, she didn't say this, for fear of scaring her.

Shen Que's eyebrows arched: "I want chestnuts and short ribs. You made them. I'm going to film tomorrow. Can my brother bring them to me?"

A smile flashed across Jiang Jingchen's blue eyes: "Okay, I will send it to you personally."

He is indeed still the same as when he was a child.

"Then it's settled, brother will do it himself."

"Okay, I'll do it."

The two of them chatted on the phone as if no one else was watching.

The special assistant who had just returned from the front row was completely confused. He left less than a month later. What happened?
  Is Mr. Jiang in the back row trying to coax a girl? He still smiles so gently, is it the world that is crazy or himself that is crazy.

Is the bloodthirsty, cruel, unsmiling, decisive and dignified Fourth Master Jiang he knows really the man in the back row smiling softly at his cell phone?
  Jiang Jingchen said good night and hung up the phone. Seeing that he was still at the door of the hospital, displeasure flashed in his eyes. He looked over with cold eyes and opened and closed his sexy thin lips: "Su Wei, do you need me to say please?"

Su Wei nodded numbly, suddenly reacted, and shook his head violently: "No, no, I was distracted just now, sorry, sorry."

His heart was beating like a drum, he didn't even dare to look in the rearview mirror, he quickly started the car and left.

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early morning.

Shen Que dressed neatly and walked downstairs to the restaurant. It was rare that they all ate at the same table.

After sitting down, Wen Fan poured milk for Shen Que naturally and placed the xiaolongbao from this morning in front of Shen Que.

No one said anything when they saw it.

Wen Yurou bit her chopsticks, and her jealous eyes fell on Shen Que. She had never experienced such care from Wen Fan except when she was a child or when she grew up.

I secretly muttered in my heart: 'It's not like being blind doesn't mean you have a disabled hand. You still need someone to take care of you when you eat. ’

Glancing at the time, she picked up a piece of bread and put it on her hand. While spreading the sauce, she asked casually: "Sister, are you going to film a movie today?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone except Shen Que stopped what they were doing.

Wen Qingfan frowned: "Who do you think is going to film?"

Wen Yurou blinked her eyes, as if she had just realized that she shouldn't say anything. She hurriedly stuffed the uncoated bread into her mouth, shook her head, but looked at Shen Que intentionally or unintentionally.

Wen Qingfan turned his head, his eyes darkened slightly, and before he opened his mouth, his mouth was blocked by a mouthful of juicey steamed dumplings.

In my ears was my wife's not-so-gentle voice.

"Okay, let me eat in peace, Xiaoqing, remember to take good care of Quechen, and don't let others bully you."

Her warm eyes were blank, and her brain paused for two seconds.

Qian Rui looked up without hearing the answer, put down the chopsticks in his hands, stood up and served him the white fungus porridge: "Mom is wrong, she is right. Your family should give you strong support.
  Instead of belittling you like others, act well in the future and your mother will support you. "

The sudden reversal left Wen Yurou confused, and Wen Qing, who was at a loss, suddenly became at a loss.

Staring at the hot white fungus soup in front of him, a warm current seemed to flow through his heart. He had been waiting for this word of support for a long time. Wen Fan kicked Wen Qing under the table.

"Hiss!" Wen Qing took a breath of air and stood up quickly to promise: "Don't worry, I will perform well."

Qian Rui nodded, and Wen Qingfan frowned more and more: "Can anyone tell me what happened?"

Something has been wrong since last night. Early in the morning, he was either apologizing or gagging. He also supported acting. Is Qian Rui crazy?
  Wen Yurou wanted to speak, but Wen Fan glanced sideways and reminded casually: "Yurou, didn't you say your mouth was burning and rotten this morning? I'll take you to the hospital later.

It's better to talk less now to avoid pain. "

Wen Yurou's face turned pale, Shen Que pulled her lips, and the milk she drank almost overflowed.

I said it casually yesterday, it was really bad.

Wen Yurou was so angry that her teeth hurt when she saw her trying to stop smiling. She didn't know why, but she felt a burning pain in her mouth when she woke up in the morning.

When he looked in the mirror, his face was swollen, as if he had been beaten, and there was a big bump in his mouth, which hurt like hell.

He was holding back what he said just now, but Wen Fan suddenly asked to take him to the hospital. Wasn't it because he didn't want to mention it? As expected, everyone was leaning towards Shen Que.

After breakfast, Wen Qingfan didn't know the reason.

Wen Fan took Wen Yurou to the hospital as promised, on the way.

Wen Yurou couldn't hold it back, her eyes complained: "Brother, what did you mean this morning?"

Wen Fan didn't squint his eyes and said in a clear voice: "Isn't it obvious what I mean? Wen Yurou, I will resolutely take back what the Wen family can give you.
  If you remain the second young lady of the Wen family, you will still be my sister.

If I want this house to become a mess and a mess because of you, I don't mind one less person. "

"Brother, you weren't like this before. Did Shen Zhen say something?" Wen Yurou's eyes were red and she wanted to cry but couldn't shed tears.

Wen Fan: "Just listen to me if you know I am the eldest brother. Don't always act like a petty family person. Before Chuanzhen, you were living according to the life of the eldest lady of the Wen family.

She is also a leader in the socialite circle, but look at it now. Because of jealousy, she does not know right from wrong, has lost her mind and lost her mind.

After Que Que came back, he never fought or grabbed you, and never said anything like wanting to drive you away.

You own her life, her name, and the fiancé who originally belonged to her has become yours, what else is there to be dissatisfied about?

Seize what you have now and your future will not be difficult, do you understand? "

Wen Yurou lowered her head, bit her lips tightly, big tears fell on her skirt, her eyes were filled with deep dissatisfaction, and her voice was choked with sobs: "Brother, what you actually want to say is that I am not a biological child of the Wen family.

So I don't deserve it, I don't deserve to argue with Shen Que, but why should I argue? Before she came back, our family of five lived a very good life.

Why does she get all of your attention as soon as she comes back? If you say she doesn't fight for it, then why does she want to come back?

I'm not taking away your attention like I am now. You would never say such things to me before.

My second brother won't be cruel to me, my mother only loves me. "

The more he talked, the more he felt aggrieved and the more tears he shed, and finally turned into crying.

Wen Fan hated others crying in front of him the most. Shen did fall into the water, and even though his eyes were almost healed, he didn't cry even though his eyes were injured, and he smiled and said it was okay.

The seven-year-old child who made glutinous rice cakes never shed tears even when he fell down.

What on earth did she have to cry about?

He turned a corner, parked the car on the side of the road, and said coldly: "If you want to cry, get out of the car and cry, tears are worthless in front of me.

I have said everything I need to say. If you insist on having your own way, then you can do it yourself. "

Wen Yurou's crying stopped suddenly, and she couldn't believe that Wen Fan would leave her alone on the roadside.

The voice was trembling: "Big, big brother."

Wen Fan didn't even turn his head. Seeing that she wasn't crying, he continued to start the car and drove away after being sent to the hospital.