Chief, Love for you is wrong

Wen Jitian saw that after Wen Jili left their car, the joy of the family hurt his eyes, especially the laughter of little KK Yinling. It was more like a cat claw grasping at his heart, leaving subtle scars, but it was painful.

After waiting for a while, before his two sons could get off, he took a few steps, leaned over and took a few glances into the car, and found that there was no one. He clenched his fist and walked to Wen Jili's front, "Jili, Xiao Qi, they didn't come back with you?"

Little KK had been held in her arms by the old lady for fun. Wen Jili was empty handed at this time. He looked at his big brother and only shook his head and returned faintly.

"They don't have time. The winner of last year's Alexander Lucci painting award will hold a painting exhibition in s city tomorrow. It will last two days. Yanyan will accompany Xiao Qi to see it. They won't come back until the night after tomorrow."

Wen Jitian listened, his eyes darkened and his mouth muttered, "it's been two days. You can come back for lunch and go again. Otherwise, I'll find someone to contact them and open a special afternoon for them to observe."

For Wen Jitian's words, Wen Jili only pursed his lips, but didn't reply. In the past four years, he almost went back to his old house. Wen Jitian would ask once, but every time, there were always different reasons to answer him. The two children were busy and didn't have time to come back.

Seeing Wen Jitian like this, Qin Jing remembered that seven years ago, he knelt down in front of the old man for Su quilt and asked two children to go to city B to commute Su quilt's sentence. Now, Wen Jitian's temples are beginning to turn white, no longer the momentum and heroism of that year. He is more haggard than his father Wen Shuyu. It's true that time doesn't urge, and people grow old.

A man nearly 50 years old, according to Confucius, stands in his thirties, knows his destiny at forty, and knows his destiny at fifty. Wen Jitian should be old enough to know his destiny, but he has just turned into a father, and his sons have long passed the age when they need a father.

Yesterday she didn't persuade Wen Rongyan to come back. She was not the party and never knew the pain of the party. Just like when she left, Wen Jili had to let her go when she tried hard but couldn't keep her.

Onlookers always like to say some cool words with awe inspiring righteousness. Everything is cruel and indifferent. Only those who have experienced it understand the pain. Wen Rongyan was less than 30 kg thin at that time. When he needed his father, he chose to stay in city B for Su quilt, and everything was done and suffered by himself.

No, it's really impossible to persuade. If you don't want to see Wen Jitian uncomfortable and persuade Wen Rongyan to come back, it is to make Wen Rongyan uncomfortable. It's unfair. It's really unfair.

They stood at the gate of the courtyard chatting. Before long, another car came and stopped at the same door. Zheng Ningning, who also had short hair, got off. She looked up and waved to Qin Jing with a smile, "Jingjing, you're back."

Qin Jing smiled and nodded. Zheng Ningning pulled a little boy next to her. She picked up the little boy and walked to Qin Jing. "My son, Liu haoqian. Qian Qian, come and call aunt. She is Li uncle's wife ~ ~"

The little boy looked at Qin Jing and thought for a while. He suddenly realized that he was naughty and smiled at Qin Jing, "I know! You are the little dragon girl!"

"Acridine?" Qin Jing was shocked. The little boy clapped his hands and said with a smile, "my uncle told me that it was Yang Guo who was waiting for his little dragon girl to come back. My mother said you were Li uncle's wife, so you were the little dragon girl! Yang Guo waited until his little dragon girl!" Liu haoqian clapped his hands happily with a smile.

"Ha ha ~ ~" both adults laughed at Liu haoqian's naughty voice. The man in the driver's seat also got off. Zheng Ningning gently turned and took the man's hand, "Jing Jing, my husband, Liu Shili."

"Dad, do you think this aunt is the little dragon girl from her uncle?" Liu haoqian raised his hands to hold Liu Shili. Liu Shili held his son, "you child." he nodded and smiled politely at Qin Jing, "Hello, Liu Shili."

Qin Jing also smiled and nodded, "Hello, Qin Jing."

Now, unlike before, she always likes to add a special sentence behind Jing, Li Qingjing.

Wen Jili turned around when he heard the voice here, saw Zheng Ningning and greeted Qin Jing with a smile, "so coincidentally, you're back?"

Zheng Ningning looked at Qin Jing next to Ji Li, blinked and joked, "it's no coincidence. Shili and I go back to the old house every Saturday. As long as Ji Li's brother comes back, you can see us at any time ~ ~"

Wen Jili wiped his nose awkwardly, "I will often encounter it in the future."

"I know, that's because the little dragon girl who left his uncle came back." Liu haoqian smiled on his father's shoulder. His childish words made the adults look at each other and smile. His eyes were full of joy and laughter from his heart.