The President's Best Wife

Chapter 557 Sorry, Mom Will Never Leave You Again
"So?" Wen Qiao asked back, but Mei Zhiting didn't know what to say for a moment.

Such an eloquent person was obviously dumb when facing Wen Qiao.

"Then you also know that I didn't do it on purpose." Meiji Court knew that he was a bit of a jerk when he said this. Although he didn't do it on purpose, the substantial harm done to Wen Qiao was indeed irreparable no matter what.

"Then should I forgive you? Meiji Court, do you think it's enough to say sorry for doing something wrong?" Wen Qiao was a little angry, and at this moment, he became angry when he saw his face.

Wen Bo came to the hospital in the morning to see Wen Qiao and saw that she was still asleep, so he chatted with Mei Zhiting in a calm manner, basically asking about Wen Qiao's situation.

Knowing that Wen Qiao had already remembered what happened back then, Wen Boshi still couldn't help feeling guilty.

After all, he is a father, but he has never mentioned it to his daughter. I just hope that she will not remember if she doesn't remember, so there is no need to add trouble.

Wen Boshi sighed, carrying the food he bought outside, when he heard his daughter's voice in the room.

My heart tightened, I pushed open the door and went in, pushing Meiji court away.

Wen Bo was in the army when he was in the army, and he was exercising every day. His strength was no less than that of Meiji Tei.

With such a push, Meiji Court's center of gravity was unstable, and due to inertia, he took a step back and directly hit the coffee table behind him.

"Bam—"

With a bang, the glass on the coffee table fell to the ground and shattered, Meijiting's palm pierced into the glass.

Donate blood, and the palms will soon be stained red.

Wen Qiao was startled, subconsciously clenched her hands and let out a cry.

Wen Bo also realized that his hands were heavy just now.

Seeing Wen Qiao's reaction, Mei Zhiting hid his hands behind his back and comforted him in a low voice: "It's fine, just let the doctor take care of it later."

Wen Qiao didn't expect that at this moment, he was still trying to calm her down.

Han Lin heard voices in the corridor, rushed in and saw Meiji Court's injuries.

Call a doctor immediately.

When Wen Qiao and Wen Bo were left in the ward.

Facing his daughter, Wen Boshi was still guilty, he put down the meal he bought, and it was very light.

It can be seen that it was specially prepared for Wen Qiao.

He didn't know when she would wake up, but if he bought it just in time for her to wake up.

Looking at these, Wen Qiao's heart skipped a beat, and an unspeakable sadness and depression lingered in her heart for a long time.

When she looked at Wen Bo, her eyes were hot, "Dad—"

"It's fine." Wen Bo put down a bowl of porridge on the bedside locker. He reached out and pinned the broken hair on his daughter's forehead behind his ears, "Eat while it's hot."

Wen Qiao held the hot porridge that Wen Bo handed over. It was thick and fragrant, and tears of guilt flowed out.

"I'm sorry Dad, I used to doubt you..."

Wen Boshi gently rubbed the top of her hair, "Silly girl, how can a father care about his daughter? Stop crying, it won't be pretty if you cry any more. Look at your crying face. You are so ugly. How ugly are you?" Like a chrysanthemum."

Wen Qiao was amused by these words, tears mixed with snot.

"Since you have recalled the missing memory of which year, no matter whether you continue to live with him or choose to leave, Dad will support you. Dad only hopes that you will be happy and not wronged." When Wen Boshi was chatting with Meiji Court , I can feel that man's concern for Qiao Qiao. If he really has no feelings, how can he lower his figure and swallow his anger when he is scolded like this.

A man in a high position is still an ordinary man after all, there is no difference.

Wen Qiao was eating porridge and didn't answer Wen Boshi's words. This choice was a bit confusing for her now.

If it had been yesterday, her answer might have been divorce, but when she thought about it, her mood suddenly became complicated.

When I was 17 years old, that man was aloof and indifferent. He was a completely different person from now. He was more arrogant and unruly at that time, but now he is more humble and polite.

Wen Qiao recuperated in the hospital for three days, and was going to be discharged from the hospital this day.

The old man and Hai Lanyin were here, so they were afraid that Wen Bo would take Wen Qiao back to her mother's house after completing the discharge procedures at that time.

The old man's legs and feet were not as agile as Hailan's, and he urged her to follow quickly.

Seeing her son walking behind, looking not in a hurry, Hailan was furious.

She patted her son's arm hard, "What are you dawdling around behind, are you going to trample the ants behind to death or something?"

Meiji Court: "...she will go home."

Meiji Court's confident tone earned Helan Yin's eyes.

Wen Qiao sat on the sofa on the hospital bed, bored, and logged into the webpage to check the latest news.

"what--"

There was a childish voice at the door.

Wen Qiao looked up and found that it was Little Putao.

Little Putao also saw Wen Qiao, her round eyes lit up instantly, "Mom—"

The little thing fluttered with short legs and ran towards Wen Qiao.

Worried that the child would fall, Wen Qiao subconsciously reached out to catch it, and the child rushed over to wait for the faint scent of milk.

"Mom, where have you been these few days? Why don't you go home? Don't you like Little Putao?" Little Putao blinked, as if she would cry as soon as Wen Qiao said she didn't like it.

Looking at Little Putao now, it is no longer the mood that she just thought was cute at first, with her cute little face, small flat mouth, fleshy little arms, and the whole person is small and soft.

It was too hard to believe that this was her own daughter.

She lost her memory after giving birth to Xiao Putao.

During the period of more than two years, she did not accompany the child. Now the child can speak completely and is now in preschool.

I also blame myself for being stupid, even though Little Putao was carved out of the same mold as her when she was a child, she didn't even recognize it.

He also bit to death thinking that Xiao Putao was someone else's child.

She picked up Little Putao, sat on her lap, and kissed the baby's soft little face several times, "I'm sorry, it's my mother's fault, and mother will never leave you again."

"Really?" Little Putao was overjoyed, "Won't Mommy ever leave me?"

Wen Qiao turned her head around, seeing her daughter so cautiously yearning for maternal love, she felt distressed.

"Yeah!" Little Putao clapped her hands happily.

Suddenly realizing something, Wen Qiao asked, "Where are your grandparents?"

Little Putao pouted, thinking, "I don't know."

"Then how did you get up here?" Wen Qiao's heart beat faster, fearing that the child would sneak out.

"I followed the doctor downstairs and took the elevator up." Xiao Putao replied seriously.

"Who did you come to the hospital with?" Wen Qiao changed the question.

Little Putao blinked her big round eyes, "With grandpa and grandma."

"What about people?"

"I don't know." The little head shook like a rattle.

Wen Qiao understood, the little girl got lost with her grandparents, and she was just a blind cat and a dead mouse when she found herself.

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