Chief, Love for you is wrong

"Ah ah" screamed repeatedly. Su Yu pointed to Wen Jili and scolded, "you broke grandpa's favorite celadon vase! You. Fuck. That vase is worth millions. You broke it for me!"

Wen Jili walked back to the old man and helped him sit down with Wen Jiyue.

When Wen Jitian wanted to hold the crazy Su quilt in the past, he was pulled to the sofa by Wen Jili, rolled up his arms, rolled up his sleeves, raised his hand and hit Wen Jitian hard in the face. He hated iron but not steel.

"Wen Jitian! Your two sons are now beaten to the hospital by this woman. As a father, you don't investigate responsibility, but you still want to take the blame for this woman! What are you!"

Wen Jitian was punched by Wen Jili. His face tilted to one side, and strands of blood were seeping from the corners of his mouth. He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand. "Jili, she's like this. I can't leave her alone."

Hearing Ji Li's speech, he stood up directly, regardless of respect or disrespect, and fell the expensive antique vase behind Mr. Su to the ground again. The banging sound sounded, which made the people present tremble again.

"What's she like? What's she like?"

He pointed to the antique vase that had been broken by him, and looked at Wen Jitian. His black eyes were as sharp as hawks and falcons, and the cold air distributed all over him. Even the bleak late autumn was weak in front of him.

"Wen Jitian, you're sober. This woman just wants to win sympathy! Look at this house, there are so many precious antiques. I grabbed a piece of porcelain with hundreds of years of history. Her Su quilt! After falling for more than half an hour, look what she fell! Ashtrays, glass lamps, fruit plates, are all dirty gadgets! She doesn't have anything of real value Don't fall! What's she like? She's just going to go crazy and use your compassion to make you a substitute. Sin lamb. Sheep! "

He slammed the file bag he brought onto Wen Jitian. Wen Jitian consciously took the file bag, and Wen Jili stood next to him, staring at him with awe inspiring dignity.

"Look! Look at Xiao Qi in the photo. He's only a child of how old he is. He's tortured like an adult. If he hadn't been saved, you wouldn't even have a chance to collect his body now! Your father, who gave birth to a son, was stripped of his coat in public and exposed naked. As a father, the first thing you think of is not how to make up for the two children. You're the first What I thought of was that I thought the woman was poor and wanted to make a crime for her! "

Wen Jiyue, who has been doing research at the Chinese Academy of Sciences for a long time and only deals with data, simply did not expect such a cruel thing to happen in his own home. He was shocked.

In the twinkling of an eye, looking at the woman wearing a refined dress but with messy hair, I couldn't imagine that this woman who wears bright clothes and goes in and out of the government building would be a cruel abuser!

Wen Jitian turned over the photos one by one. Finally, his hands trembled and his eyes turned red for several times. Mr. Su looked here and walked a few steps with a crutch. He looked at the blue and white porcelain broken by Wen Jili and shook his head.

"Quilt son, you go and clean yourself up first." he looked at his granddaughter and said in a deep voice, with sunken and dignified eyes, calm and turbid light, and dry lips.

Su Yu stared at Wen Jili and reluctantly went to the bathroom connected to the kitchen next to he