"Go skiing in Switzerland!" Wen Ai Ai whispered a little, and then said to herself, "I heard that Yan Yan's child also said that their school student union organized skiing in Switzerland. At that time, she came back and asked me for money to sign up. At that time, she was happy and said that she didn't have to spend the new year with our two old antiques and go out with her classmates."

He said, smelling Ai Ai's red eyes, "unexpectedly, she is now..."

She sniffed, and her tears flowed down. She heard Ai Ai sitting next to the old lady and holding her hand.

"Mom, I heard a few days ago that Yan Yan was in there and broke several ribs. The child was so badly hurt that he was not allowed to be released on bail for medical treatment. Sobbing, you said, now that Yan Yan Yan is a girl in there and hurt so badly, how can she celebrate the new year? Sobbing ~ ~ what should she do alone ~ ~"

"Three broken ribs?" the old lady's face became nervous. "Isn't there someone in charge?"

Wen Aiai wiped her tears with a paper towel. "Yan Yan's child is suffering! He was locked up for no reason. I didn't know about parole for the new year. Zhancheng and I begged many people. Everyone shook their heads and waved their hands. Yesterday, I wanted to beg Mo Bai's child. I took the child and said that he asked someone to break it. Sobbing ~ ~"

"Mo Bai? He..." before the old lady finished asking, Qin Jing snorted coldly, "in prison, she still regarded herself as sister Gu. She was lucky to be broken by three ribs by her roommate!"

"How do you know why Yan Yan was beaten?" Wen Ai Ai's nervous face looked at Qin Jing. When she saw that she only disdained to smile, Wen Ai Ai suddenly rushed in front of Qin Jing and was pulled aside by Wen Ji Li with a frown when she wanted to drag Qin Jing's collar.

Hearing that Ai Ai was pulled away by Wen Ji, she fell on the sofa and was a little down. When the old lady wanted to hold her forward, the person who could pull her was her grandson. She just stood up and sat down again. The old man only sighed slightly, clubbed his crutch and remained silent

Wen Jili looked at Wen AI, with a cold eyebrow, a tight face and a voice like repelling cold frost.

"Smell Ai Ai, I still call you aunt now. Just for Grandpa's and grandma's sake, don't be shameless! If you bother our family because of Gu Yuyan again, I smell Ji Li's promise. I'll ask someone to hurry up once you come!"

Wen Aiai is picked up by Gu Zhancheng. When Gu Zhancheng wants to speak, Wen Aiai breaks away from Gu Zhancheng's arm. She angrily points to Wen Jili, with apricot eyes wide open.

"Ji Li, I'm your aunt, your father's compatriot sister. What does the woman next to you have to do with you? You want to drive me out of Wen's house for her! Don't forget, I smell Ai Ai's surname is Wen, and she is just Qin with her dead mother!"

"Really?" Wen Jili murmured disapprovingly. He looked at Wen Aiai with a sneer. "It's a pity. I'd rather have her surnamed Qin than you surnamed Wen."

Wen Aiai turned her head to the old man and pointed to Wen Jili. "Dad, look, your good grandson! Now he's trying to suppress me for an outsider. Now he doesn't recognize my aunt for her!"

Qin Jing sneers at Wen Aiai's words. No wonder she is so familiar with these swearing words. Now she finally knows how Gu YuYan's swearing words come from. Gu Yuyan has got the true story of Wen Aiai!

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