The President's Best Wife

Chapter 472 Wen Qiao Was Really Angry With Him

Meiji Court looked at her and shook his head, "No, I only found out a while ago."

Know for sure?In other words, he still knew something before, but he didn't tell her.

Because of her sister's death and the concealment of the man she loved deeply, Wen Qiao couldn't hold back, and finally cried out.

"Do you think I'm so stupid? It's fun to see me looking around for clues like a clown without knowing everything?" She really hated him right now. With the overall mentality, she also knew that her sudden temper was to vent her anger on him, but she just couldn't control herself now.

That's her own sister, who was skinned while she was still alive. Is that something a human can do?

But he, knowing everything, chose not to tell her. He thought it was for her protection and for her own good, but she told him that other people thought it was good, but she might not feel that other people's kindness, she Not all have to be accepted.

Although she knew it was a good intention.

She has the right to know the truth, and he shouldn't keep it from her.

Meizhiting raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, but Wen Qiao directly blocked her hand, and she shouted loudly, "Don't touch me."

Meiji Court looked at his blocked hand, froze in mid-air, his throat was slightly hoarse: "It's my fault, I shouldn't have kept it from you."

Wen Qiao took a few deep breaths and rationalized what he just said.

No wonder the "Warmth" in the back has drug addiction, it turned out to be brought by the dead man.

There was a question, she didn't want to understand, and asked: "Since that person is Lin Shu's illegitimate daughter, why doesn't she remember Lin Shu in Wen's family, and Lin Shu doesn't seem to treat her like his own daughter?" enthusiasm."

Meiji court: "Your memory is not caused by a car accident. Hidden memory is also a kind of sorcery, called Huangliang."

"So that person has no previous memory, is it because of sorcery?" The fact like a story is too unacceptable.

"As for why Lin Shu is not affectionate to her daughter, it is because when Lin Shu came to country Z, she had no travel expenses and sold her body in exchange for money. She didn't want to have an extra daughter suddenly. I don't know which benefactor of her kept her down."

"As for why that person can come back from the dead, it's a supernatural phenomenon, mysterious and mysterious. I used to be the same as you, I didn't believe it at all." In the final analysis, everything was still caused by him.

The aura of the great temple of the country is invisible and intangible. Can this thing change a person's fate?
He only knows that he has to work hard to fight for what he wants. The so-called good luck is just a kind of hard work behind the scenes, and one day the value will be realized.

But if it was false, then what about Master Kutuo's prophecy that Wen Qiao was destined to be with him because of his phoenix destiny?

In the final analysis, it is still the same sentence, if you believe it, you have it, if you don't believe it, you don't have it.

There was so much information that she didn't know how to sort it out for a while.

She stood up in a daze, and Mei Zhiting wanted to hold her hand, but Wen Qiao avoided it.

"I want to be with my dad." She opened a pair of wet almond eyes, and the mist in the eyes became more and more intense.

Meiji Court was confused, forced a smile on his face, and said, "Then I will be with you."

Wen Qiao stepped back, refused directly, and said, "No, you can go back, I don't really want to see you right now."

It's not that Wen Qiao is cruel, but that she still can't accept what happened just now, and now what comes to her mind is Xin'er walking towards her in a bloody mass, calling her sister for help.

Her heart was about to turn cold, and now she couldn't face it, she couldn't accept it.

In the past, he kept things from her because she was safe and did not involve her, so she could accept it.

But he shouldn't have kept Xin'er from telling her about it, she was her own sister.

Maybe even my father didn't know about it.

Meiji Court looked at her with deep brows and eyes slightly frowned, "Don't make trouble, okay?"

trouble?So in his eyes, he was making trouble?

She closed her eyes and twitched the corners of her mouth mockingly, "You just think I'm making trouble."

After speaking, he ran upstairs, returned to his room, and locked the door directly.

Meijiting stood alone in the downstairs living room for a long time. He had to look at the corridor on the second floor, at the end of which was Wen Qiao's room.

From the time they were together until now, Wen Qiao had never been angry with him, this time it was only because he kept it from her.

He didn't know how to coax her.

He used to know that she was pretending to be angry and could make jokes, but now that she was really angry, he didn't know what to do.

Meijiting stood in the living room for an hour, until Lao Zhai called and he moved.

He looked at the room at the end of the corridor and called Wen Qiao, but she refused several times, and then simply turned off the phone.

Meiji court had no choice but to send her a text message, saying that there was something to deal with.

……

"What's wrong?" Before Meiji Court entered the door, he heard Little Putao crying heartbreakingly. He felt sorry for the child and reached out to hug her.

Because of Hailan's sharp nose, she could smell the alcohol on him immediately.

"Why have you been drinking for so long? The smell of alcohol is really bad." She pushed Meijiting's hand away, "Don't touch my little grandson after drinking."

Meiji Court: "..."

Little Putao's big round eyes, the moment he saw Meiji Court, his small mouth was flattened, and two more hot tears rolled down, and his big eyes were filled with tears.

"What's the matter, I'm usually fine, why are you crying today?" Meizhiting squatted in front of Little Putao, Laojiao's strength was strong enough, and he was a little dizzy now.

Regardless of the bad smell of alcohol on his body, Little Putao cried, "Mom, I dreamed of my mother—"

Meijiting smiled and patted his daughter's small back. The soft child is like a small glutinous rice dumpling, soft and cute.

"Isn't it a good thing to dream about your mother? Why are you still crying?" Meiji Court's voice was soft, and at this moment, he gently comforted his daughter.

"No, I... I dreamed of my mother... I don't want my father, and I don't want me anymore... I yelled hard at my mother, but she didn't look back..." Xiao Putao intermittently told Meizhiting the dream she had when she went to bed at noon.

Hai Lan touched Xiao Putao's head and said with a smile: "Grandma's little grandson, dreams and reality are opposite, so don't take it seriously. Didn't grandma and dad tell you before?"

Little Putao nodded: "I said it, but it still hurts to dream, and I want to cry..."

Meiji Court picked up his daughter, kissed her on the cheek, and said: "No, father promises, mother will never want us."

Little Putao hugged his neck with one hand, and pulled the hook with Meizhiting with the other: "Then father must keep his word, otherwise it will be Zhu Bajie."

(End of this chapter)