Her Eternal Mr.Right

Xiaoyou still didn't speak. She just looked at the expression on Wen Sulian's face and gradually became sad, angry and Hate.

Yes, from her eyes, what Xiaoyou can see is the hatred for Ji's family.

This woman hates Ji family very much, from beginning to end. Wen Sulian didn't notice Xiaoyou's expression at all. She said as if there was no one else: "at that time, we were in such a state. The Ji family never took Wenfan as a family, let alone married me. In their eyes, Wen fan is just a free machine that can help them earn

money. So later, we tried our best to capture Ji's family, just because it belonged to us. For the Ji family, Wen fan and I have worked harder than you, the so-called Ji family, put together

Xiaoyouwei squints her eyes. Of course, she knows what wensulian means. It's just that she and baimohan didn't pay for anything, and they got the fruits of their labor in vain. "If you really want to pay, I don't think anyone pays more than grandfather Ji? What's more, if it wasn't for grandfather Ji, how could uncle Er have the chance to take over the Ji family? Not only do you not know how to be grateful, but you also treat grandfather Ji like that. " Xiaoyou sighed and looked at her

, showing some pity in her eyes: "in fact, Han and I never thought about taking over the next Ji family. Even if Uncle Ji didn't want you to be in charge of antiques, it's not necessary for him to be in charge of the family. "

"Don't tell me about the beginning!" Wen Sulian suddenly gets angry and interrupts Xiao you.

Looking at her crazy appearance, Xiaoyou just frowned and didn't say a word more. Now Wen Sulian is like a bomb. She can't annoy her. She must stabilize her and find a chance to rescue Mengmeng. "Gong Xiaoyou, you don't know anything. You don't know how much Wen fan has paid to get the Ji family for so many years. The whole people in Beicheng think that he is the leader of the Ji family. Now suddenly a white Mohan is killed. How can you let him have a foothold in Beicheng in the future? " Wen Sulian covered her face with her hands and squatted down in pain. Tears slowly fell down on the ground along her fingers: "Oh, actually, how can I not understand what you said. After being driven out by the old man, I figured out that there would always be disappointments in life. In fact, Wen fan has been searching for so long, but he just wants to give me a stable home. "

Her low cry reverberated in the huge warehouse, but many things, even if they were figured out, could not go back. "A safe home I, Wen fan and our children are enough. But now... " Wen Sulian stood up slowly, with tears on her face. She moved her hands to her flat abdomen, and her eyes became more empty: "Wen fan left me, even our children

Also... "

"Child?" A little doubt flashed on Xiaoyou's face. She suddenly remembered that when she and Ji Wenfan confronted each other here a year ago, Wen Sulian seemed to have said that she was pregnant.

A year has passed. It is reasonable to say that the child should have been born long ago. Why Don't say!

Xiaoyou opened his eyes and looked at her incredulously: "aunt Wen, you Your child, he... " "He's dead!" Wen Sulian raised her head with red eyes and ferocious expression, just like an angry Beast. She stretched out her trembling fingers to Xiaoyou, and her voice seemed to bleed: "Gong Xiaoyou, if you hadn't been forced by Bai Mohan, how could Wenfan have died! If Wen fan is still

in If he is a child, how can he bear to watch me and my child suffer? My child will not disappear even before he has time to look at the world? "

Xiao you tightly pursed her lips and quietly looked at her. She had felt the pain of losing her child. At that time, she didn't even want the child. But even so, when the child left her body, the despair of the empty feeling, she now often think of, or will feel the pain out of breath. Not to mention, Wen Sulian and Ji Wenfan have only had a child for so many years.

"Auntie Wen, I..." "You know what?! He's dead! My child, he has grown facial features, he kicks me every day, he is so lively, how can he die? And you, Gong Xiaoyou Wen Sulian doesn't have the heart to listen to Xiao you. She is completely immersed in her world. Her red eyes are filled with bitter hatred, and she almost wants to tear the people in front of her. "Gong Xiaoyou, why are you! Your husband survived, and your children stay with you. And all this, I could have had! "

"Yes, you could have. But Wen Sulian, it's not me who is destroying everything, but you and Ji Wenfan! "

"Ha, ha It doesn't matter who destroyed it. " Wen Su Lian sneered, staggering back two steps, and a touch of cruelty appeared on her lips: "I only know that what I can't get, you and Bai Mo Han can't get it!"

"Wen Sulian, if you dare to hurt Mengmeng, I can guarantee that you will not leave Beicheng alive!" Xiaoyou almost tried his best to keep himself from shaking.

Wen Sulian said so much to her that she felt more and more that Mengmeng was in danger now.This woman didn't want to get anything from them. She came back just for revenge.

"Ha ha ha ha ha." Wen Sulian raised her head and laughed. After a long time, she stopped and said slowly, "do you think I will care about my life? With your son Gong Xiaoyou buried with me, I can laugh even when I die! "

Xiao you's pupil dilated countless times instantly. Wen Sulian's words were like a heavy hammer hitting her, making her almost unable to find her own voice. "Wen Sulian, give me back Mengmeng!"

At this time, she is just a mother, no skills, no thinking, she just by instinct, trying to protect their children.

"Here you are? Ha ha ha, good. Come on, bring me that son of a bitch! " Wen Su Lian lightly waved her hand, and soon a man in black with a mask went to the only room next to her and held Meng Meng out.

Xiaomengmeng shrank in the quilt and slept soundly. Everything outside didn't affect him at all. He even smashed his mouth twice. It was so lovely. "Cute!" Xiaoyou wants to run over and grab Mengmeng back, but as soon as he takes a step, another man pulls her back and throws her to the ground.