Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

"Dad..." Wen Aai called to the old man with tears in his eyes.

The old man finally sighed, his expression pale.

"If you still call me dad, go back first. If you marry into someone else's house, I, an old man, can't say anything about you, but if you want to step into the door of my Wen family, go back and memorize the family motto of the Wen family first." Back it up, otherwise, don't come here again in the future. If it continues like this in the future, I, Wen Qingyuan, will only treat you as my daughter."

"Dad..." Wen Aiai cried and knelt in front of the old man, "Dad, I am your daughter! You can't treat me like this!"

The old man moved his legs, shook off Wen Ai'ai, and stared at her with burning eyes. [

"Ai Ai, because you are my daughter! Although the old lady and I are old, don't think that she and I are really old fools! Everyone knows what happened back then."

Wen Aai's face turned pale, her eyes were terrified, she opened her mouth and looked at the old man, and stretched out her hand to call the old man, but the old man shook his head with the support of the fifth uncle, and walked out with a cane.

She looked at the Wen family's old house where she had lived for more than 20 years, with tears in her eyes. She clenched her hands into fists, tightly clenched her palms, stared at the floor with gritted silver teeth, her eyes were vicious, and her eyes were motionless...

As soon as Gu Zhancheng's family left, there seemed to be a low haze over the old house, faint sighs sounded in the hall, and Qin Jing felt uncomfortable seeing the old lady sitting upright and sighing silently.

The daughter and son-in-law were kicked out on their birthdays, which made it hard for any mother.

It wasn't until three or four o'clock in the afternoon, when Mr. Zheng and the others arrived, that the atmosphere in the old house eased a little, and there was no longer the dark low pressure around the old house like at noon.

"Grandma Wen, happy birthday!" Zheng Ningning walked in front of the old lady with a smile and brought a gift. Seeing that the old lady was frowning and forced to smile, she reached out and pinched both cheeks of the old lady. Isn't Ning Ning Wen's grandma happy?"

The old lady was amused by the strange expression on Zheng Ningning's face, and put the gift on a stool, "Hehe, silly boy, just come and see grandma, why do you need a gift!"

"Grandma Wen, happy birthday! I wish you good health and grow old like a pine and cypress!" Zheng Ningyu also came over to celebrate the old lady's birthday. Seeing the sensibleness of the two brothers and sisters of the Zheng family, the old lady sighed again.

"Okay! It's fine if you can come!" The old lady nodded to the two repeatedly, and Wen Shuang, who had been hiding in the room, also came out, chewing an apple in her mouth.

After she called grandma, she nonchalantly bit an apple and sat on the sofa next to her with bent legs. She opened the novel she had read halfway through, and looked into it as if no one else was there.

"Shuang Shuang, the cosplay competition you participated in won the prize. The first prize was just announced this morning!" After chatting with the old lady for a while, Zheng Ningning sat next to the sofa and chatted with Wen Shuang.

"Really?" Wen didn't even lift his eyes, he just replied casually.

Zheng Ningning's face turned embarrassing, "Yes! Everyone is guessing who the male protagonist who turned back is! In our college's personal circle, everyone is discussing very lively!"

"Shuangshuang participated in the event and won an award! Why don't you tell Brother Xiaoyu! It's too late to buy gifts!" Zheng Ningyu next to him said with a smile.

Wen Shuang paused for a moment while biting the apple, then threw the novel in his hand on the sofa rudely, and gave Zheng Ningning a jealous and displeased look, "Who wants you to be troublesome, gossip!"