Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

Qin Jing didn't know how to react immediately, she didn't raise her hand, she didn't put it down, she wanted to laugh, she wanted to cry, her eyes wanted to cry, or she wanted to bend her eyes.

All kinds of expressions appeared on her face, and all kinds of weird movements were done while she didn't know how to lift her hands. In the end, she could only hold the red parent-child outfit, trembling. gotta tremble.

What Wen Rongyan said today is still in her ears. Now, the father who gave birth to him actually...

She sniffled, feeling extremely sad.

It turned out that there are many cruel parents in the world than Gu Zhancheng, at least Gu Zhancheng never used her, at least Gu Zhancheng never condoned Wen Aiai to beat her. [

"Okay, don't think about it. Have you forgotten what the doctor said today? You must keep your mood stable at all times." Wen Jili put his arm around Qin Jing's shoulders, and gently hugged Qin Jing, comforting him softly.

"Today, Yanzi told me that he doesn't want to be most people. He wants to build a big glass room for Xiao Qi, so that he can draw what he wants in it. Why don't you want such a good and smart child? What about it?" Qin Jing choked up and muttered.

No wonder the two children were abused by Su Que in City B for so long, and Wen Jitian didn't know about it. The grown-ups cried.

With such parents, how can they cry with adults, and who can they complain to?

While Qin Jing was still thinking, someone ripped the tail of her shirt. She looked down and saw Wen Rongyan holding her head up, staring at her with bright and clear eyes, as if she didn't understand why she was sad again.

Qin Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and put the two children on each shoulder, "Don't be afraid, you still have your third uncle and third aunt."

The two children looked at each other without knowing why, their black and white pupils were full of doubts.

*****

The next day, not long after breakfast, Uncle Wu drove to pick up the two children back to the old house.

"Why don't we go back together and ask Uncle Fifth to drive them?" Qin Jing asked as he watched the car drive away.

Wen Jili looked at Qin Jing in the direction the car was leaving, "Go in and change clothes." Then, he dragged him to the hall of the house.

When Qin Jing changed his clothes and stood in the hall, she still didn't understand why, she blinked and stared at him, seeing her puzzled expression, he only raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

"Let's go." After Wen Wen finished speaking, he dragged the dazed Qin Jing to the outside again.

Even though she was sitting in the car, Qin Jing still didn't understand why. She glanced at the man driving and poked with her fingertip, "Mr. Wen, where are you going?"

When she didn't get an answer, she poked again with her fingertip, "Hey, where are you going?"

Still didn't get an answer, she was deflated, touched her flat abdomen helplessly, and pursed her mouth, "Mother's little Wenwen, look, this is an example of a girl breaking her grace before she gets old! Now your father doesn't even Don't talk to me anymore."

Wen Jili had bulging veins on his forehead, and his face, which was calmly looking directly at the car in front of him, suddenly became extremely distorted. After a long time, he finally managed to say, "Qin Jing, this is how you gave me prenatal education!"

"What prenatal education! This is called heart-to-heart talk!" Qin Jing retorted.

The corners of Wen Jili's mouth twitched, and his expression returned to his indifferent elegance. The car continued to drive forward steadily at the same speed. It was not until the car drove onto the highway that Qin Jing couldn't sit still again. [

He poked the man next to him, blinked his eyes, and asked in a treacherous tone, "Mr. Wen, are we eloping?"

"Qin Xiaotu, have you been spending too much time at home lately?" He gave her a faint look of contempt, mocking her.

"It's not that you refuse to tell me where to go? If I don't say something explosive|explosive|sexual, how can you talk to me?" She glanced at him.

However, Wen Jili didn't pay attention to the boring Qin Jing anymore. Slowly, after a long drive, she passed away in the car half-drowsy and half-asleep.