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

In the evening, Yu Ke had dinner at Wen's house. It seemed that he and Qian Rui had endless things to talk about, and they continued chatting until about ten o'clock.

When asked about Shen Que several times, Qian Rui was not on guard against her and told the truth.

Shen Que was sitting in the room, massaging his eyes. Ling Xi came in from outside, her face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Miss, that Yu Ke seems to be seriously ill. I feel like she is targeting you. She keeps pulling Qian Rui to ask.

He also looks like a good teacher who enlightens. "

Shen Que responded lazily: "Is she gone?"

"Qian Rui personally delivered it to the next door just after we left. I also saw Qian Rui's eyes were red. She might have cried."

Shen Que opened his empty eyes: "Go and stare and record it."

Ling Xi was slightly stunned: "Wen Qingfan wouldn't be so bold. Let's do it in Qian Rui's villa. Besides, his two sons are at home, so he's not afraid of being discovered?"

"Have you ever seen an oil-stealing mouse give up the fragrant oil just because a cat is around?"

Ling Xi blinked: "I'll go right away."

After that, he quickly walked away.

It was raining lightly outside the window, and the rain slapped on a cactus on the balcony with the wind.

Shen Que lazily sat back on the chair, his hands hanging unconsciously on his sides, counting the days, and found that there were only seven days until his eighteenth birthday.

"Tsk, we are on the same level as my good sister."

Downstairs living room.

Qian Rui came out of the kitchen with her eyes red and slightly swollen, holding a glass of warm water in her hand. She had a headache that made everything else look white except for her eyes.

Wen Fan came down from upstairs in his pajamas. When he saw her, he walked over and stretched out his hands to support her. His voice was clear and clear: "Mom, the housekeeper said that your headaches have become more and more frequent recently.

I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow. "

Qian Rui waved his hand: "No, it's an old problem. I just take medicine after seeing it. You are also very busy. I will take your Aunt Yu to the company tomorrow to familiarize yourself with the environment.

Let’s talk about it in two days. "

Wen Fan pursed his lips: "Mom, do you trust Yu and Aunt Yu too much? You haven't contacted her for so many years.

It’s better to be on guard, I see she’s been asking about exact things, I”

"Xiaofan, I know you are cautious, and I have also checked.

Your Aunt Yu had a hard life. Her husband passed away after only three months of marriage, and the child she was pregnant with in ten months also died.

Her husband's family kicked her out, and she got married later, but her life was not as good as she wanted. She couldn't give birth to children, and her husband beat her. Only then did she finally escape from the sea of ​​misery.

Asking indeed is just because she cares about her. She also gave birth to a daughter. Seeing indeed like this will inevitably arouse her thoughts about her beloved daughter.

Didn’t you hear it at the dinner table before? She was still thinking about finding a doctor for treatment. "

After Qian Rui finished telling him, the water in his hand gradually became colder, and his head started to hurt. She raised her hand and patted his arm: "Xiaofan, don't think too much.

Your Aunt Yu and I have been best friends for so many years. We haven’t contacted each other for more than ten years, and nothing will change. If you are worried, just check again. I am tired. "

After finishing her words, without waiting for his reply, she stepped past him and returned to the room.

Wen Fan stood there, looking at Qian Rui's slightly outlined back, frowning, when did his mother become so weak?

Have you ever had a headache like this before?

Wen Qingfan came out of the study at this time, dressed neatly.

Seeing this, Wen Fan said suspiciously: "It's so late, where are you going?"

Wen Qingfan's eyes flashed slightly: "The company has some urgent matters that need to be dealt with."

"Oh, Mom has a severe headache recently. Take her to have a look when you have time. She didn't listen to what I told you." Wen Fan reminded her gently.

Wen Qingfan Hu Lai waved his hand: "Your mother is not a child. She will go to the hospital by herself when she is sick. You might as well mind your own business when you have time."

"you"

Before Wen Fan could say anything, he had already left the villa. Seeing his eager steps, he thought that the Wen family had indeed suffered an unknown attack recently.

Without thinking any more, he turned around and returned to the room.

As Shen Que said, Ling Xi stayed until twelve o'clock, when Wen Qingfan came.

Wearing a silk suspender belt, Yu Ke opened the door and was instantly pulled into a clammy embrace.

Wen Qingfan was impatient and started asking for a kiss.

"Brother Qingfan, don't be so anxious! The night is still long." Yu Ke's voice was delicate and soft. If you didn't tell her how old she was, you would have thought she was only in her twenties.

Wen Qingfan: "I even made a special trip to the company to come here. You have to serve me well tonight."

"Xiao Rui usually doesn't satisfy you?"

"Don't mention it. I'm either busy with work every day or have a headache like this. How can I be better off than you." Only here in Yu Ke, Wen Qingfan feels that he is a normal man. Qian Rui is young and okay. In recent years, he has become more and more mature. More and more powerful.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Qingfan. I should have never left if I had known earlier."

"Just talking about it won't do."

Yu Ke's face turned slightly red and he whispered: "Listen to Brother Qingfan."

Hearing the shameless conversation between the two, Ling Xi felt that her outlook on life was about to be shattered.

How on earth did they do it, do such dirty things in the main palace house, and still be so upright and have a clear conscience.

After Ling Xi finished recording, she turned around and left to wash her eyes. They were too dirty.

the next day.

A few people were sitting in the restaurant eating. Wen Qingfan came back from outside with a refreshed face, not feeling tired at all after working overtime.

Qian Rui looked suspicious: "You didn't come back last night. Are things in the company very difficult?"

Wen Qingfan wanted to pull his tie, but suddenly thought of something, let go and said casually: "It's okay, it's solved."

After that, he turned around and went to the study.

"Dad looks very happy," he said casually.

Behind Shen Que, Ling Xi complained in her heart: 'Can a rat who stole oil be unhappy? If it weren't for Qian Rui, he would have opened two bottles of red wine from 1982. ’

A simple breakfast ends.

Shen Que lay on the chair and listened to the rain.

Ling Xi looked worriedly at the dozens of messages on her phone: "Miss, someone is looking for you."

"not see."

Ling Xi knew that she passed the news to them, and there was a series of crying emoticons in the group.

It’s hard to imagine a group of uncles and aunts in their 40s and 50s, sending crying emoticons to their mobile phones.

For five consecutive days, Wen Qingfan was at Yu Ke's place for almost three days, and Qian Rui didn't notice at all.

That night, Wen Qingfan sat at the dining table and said calmly: "The day after tomorrow is Rourou's birthday. I discussed with the Zhou family about holding a banquet.

It's not good for outsiders to know that she lives outside. Let the housekeeper take someone to pick her up tomorrow. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere at the table became eerily quiet.

There was only the sound of the Western Wei Dynasty when the spoon in Shen Que's hand hit the wall of the bowl from time to time.

Wen Fan: "I don't agree. It's okay to hold it, but not to come back."

"It's been so long and you still care about it? She is also your sister." Wen Qingfan glared and slammed the chopsticks in his hand on the table.

The soup splashed by the chopsticks fell into Shen Que's soup as if on purpose.

Shen Que made a movement and silently moved the bowl of soup further away.

Qian Rui comforted him in a deep voice: "Speak carefully and don't get angry easily."

"Do you think he wants to talk to me nicely? Is there any son in the world who disobeys his father once or twice?" Wen Qingfan was so angry that he glared at Wen Fan.

Wen Fan: "I can't come back anyway, and the day after tomorrow is also my exact birthday. Have you forgotten?"

Several people were stunned for a moment, and then they remembered that Shen Que's birthday was the day after tomorrow after being reminded by him.

"Isn't that just right? Spending time together can also let outsiders know how harmonious the Wen family is." Wen Qingfan tried to make amends.

This time, without waiting for Wen Fan to speak, Shen Que put down his chopsticks and interrupted lightly: "No, I don't like sharing with others.

I will spend time with friends the day after tomorrow. "

She stood up and walked away from the table.