Chief, Love for you is wrong

The old man didn't speak. He just knocked his crutch on Wen Jitian, as if he was venting. Wen Jili quickly pulled the old man over.

"Grandpa, Yanyan is already very sad. Don't fight. It doesn't help to fight until things are clear. The first thing to do now is to solve the negative impact of this matter."

Hearing that the old man was helped back to the sofa by Wen Jili, panting, "I gave him a good great grandson, and actually beat him up and down every inch of his body. I heard that Qingyuan went down to the ground after he died, and I didn't have the face to see him!"

Wen Jitian stood beside him with an ugly face, stood more upright, and put his head down toward the old man. "It's my fault to leave. Grandpa was right. I usually only care about my work and forget to take care of Yanyan. If I cared more about him, he wouldn't have this situation. So I deserve it."

Wen Jili sighed and pulled Qin Jing aside to sit down. Su Yu also came out of the kitchen and brought several cups of tea and put them in front of several people, "Grandpa and grandma, are you hungry? If you're hungry, I'll make some noodles for you."

Su Chen's eyes were red and seemed to have been crying for a long time. The old man was panting. The old lady shook her head and said in a hoarse voice, "how can I eat? Now I want to see what happened to my Yanyan."

Su Yu sat down next to the old lady, smoked a paper towel and wiped her tears, but she couldn't stop shedding a few tears. "It's all our fault. She usually takes care of her work and ignores Yanyan. He was abused by the nanny for a long time. She didn't dare to make a sound."

Su Yu sighed, and no one spoke behind.

As soon as the words were quiet, the spacious and bright hall was shrouded in a thick haze, leaving only the voice of breathing and panting, depressed and low, which was uncomfortable.

Wen Jili shook Qin Jing's hand and asked in a soft voice, "are you tired?"

This reminded Wen Jitian and Su Ge. Su Ge quickly stood up and was a little embarrassed. "You see, I forgot. You must be tired after taking the plane for three hours and the car for more than half an hour. I asked someone to prepare the room in the morning. They are all new quilt covers."

The old lady shook her head, "I'm going to sleep in Yanyan's room."

In a word, the people present were very sad.

Wen Rongyan's room is a little different from other children's rooms. There are two parallel beds, light blue and light yellow, and the curtains are also light rice white. The room is very warm.

"The blue bed is Xiaoqi's, and the light yellow one is Yanyan's. before, Xiaoqi and Yanyan slept in the same room. Yanyan refused to sleep separately with Xiaoqi when he grew up. Ah Ji and I bought more beds and let the two sleep in the same room."

It was neatly stacked and put in the middle of the bed like a piece of tofu. The old lady sat in front of Wen Rongyan's small bed, holding the quilt that Wen Rongyan had covered last night, and began to wipe her tears, "go out. I'll sleep here tonight. Don't bother me."

Su quilt hesitated to look at Wen Jitian and Wen Jili. Finally, the old man came out with a crutch, and the rest had to follow the old man.

When Qin Jing and Wen Jili returned to the room Su Ge had prepared for them, Qin Jing first frowned, "Wen Jili, didn't you say Su Ge doesn't like swallows? But how can I see her sad like this? It doesn't look like a mother who doesn't like swallows!"