Rebirth of the Revenge Queen

"No." "Let the third do well," said the master

"Yes." Wu Er shouts less.

After two more words, the master of the martial family hung up.

Holding the mobile phone, Wu Er Shao looks to the door.

Their brother, who was once again unhappy, left.

It's not easy to narrow the distance, which seems to face a new gap.

We can only see each other from afar, but we can't cross it.

If it hadn't happened, he wouldn't have.

Close your eyes, want to let yourself sleep, but feel how can't sleep.

In the early days, I was so energetic that I couldn't do anything.

Like a movie, it plays in my mind again and again. There's no use escaping.

On the other side, after Wu sanshao left the hospital, he was at a loss in the eyes of the roadside.

Why do you have such a bad time with Wu Er Shao?

This is not what he wants!

He grabbed his hair impatiently. Wu sanshao wanted to go back and blow the cold wind to calm himself down.

At this time, Wu sanshao's mobile phone rings.

"Hello?" Looking at the strange mobile number, Wu sanshao answers the phone and asks.

"Wu San Shao?" On the other side of the phone is a man's voice.

"It's me." Wu San replied with a little voice, and his doubts were even worse.

"The eldest lady asked me to contact you." The man on the other side of the phone said, "if it's convenient, let's meet tomorrow."

"First lady?" Wu sanshao frowned: "which eldest lady?"

"Master mother of the dragon family." The man on the other side of the phone replied.

"Oh..." Wu sanshao said, "it's Ilan you who asked you to come to me?"

"Yes." The man on the other side of the phone said, "do you have time tomorrow afternoon?"

"There's no time tomorrow afternoon, let's go to night." Wu sanshao remembers that the master mother of Cheng's family has made an appointment to meet him tomorrow afternoon, and then he says, "after 7 o'clock tomorrow evening, it's OK."

“……” After a moment's hesitation, the man on the other side of the phone answered, "OK, it's about 8 o'clock tomorrow evening."

"Yes." Wu sanshao promised to come down and say, "I will contact you then."

"Good." After a reply, the phone was hung up.

There is such a phone call that distracts the attention of Wu sanshao, who feels much better.

Things have happened. Wu Sanshou can only hope to make up for Wu Ershao after that.

Both brothers spent the night in regret.

The next day, Wu sanshao appeared in the living room with a pair of panda eyes, which scared Wu Zimin.

"Three elder brothers, your eyes..." Wu Zimin blinked and asked, "are you ok? Didn't sleep all night? "

"Nothing." Wu sanshao turns his head and doesn't let Wu Zimin look into his eyes. He turns the topic away: "where are you going today?"

"I'm going to the hospital to see my second brother." Said Wu Zimin.

"Oh." Wu sanshao took a seat at the table.

"Three elder brothers are you going together?" Asked Wu Zimin.

"No." Wu sanshao said, "I have something to do today. I can't go there first. Go ahead."

"Good." Wu Zimin replied with a voice: "three elder brothers, then you go out today to pay attention to safety."

"Well." Wu San takes up the porridge bowl on the table.

"By the way." Wu Zimin thought of something and said: "this morning, I heard that Liao Miaomiao had been transferred to a mental hospital yesterday."

"Mental hospital?" Wu sanshao is slightly shocked at the sound.

"Well, it seems that her mother's suicide hit her a little bit hard." Wu Zimin nodded and said: "the appraisal organization has made a detailed report, which has confirmed that it is a mental problem."

"Oh." Wu San nods less and recalls Liao Miaomiao's situation that night. It seems that it's not normal.

A person who has driven himself and his family to the brink of extinction, finally he is mad.

When I think about it, I'm left with a sigh.

"It's really thanks to the dragon master this time." Wu Zimin said, "elder brother, you'd better be polite to the mother of the dragon family later."

"I see. Are you bored?" Wu sanshao hears the voice and looks unnatural.

As impatient as a child who has been picked up and scolded wrongly, there is even a sense of anger.

“……” Wu Zimin had to shrug his shoulders and shudder at the sound.

"You go to the hospital today and see how your second brother is doing." Wu sanshao said, "tell him that I may not be able to pass today."

"Good." Wu Zimin nodded and promised.

After finishing this bowl of porridge, Wu sanshao got up and said, "I'll go back to my room and have a rest."

"Go." Wu Zimin looked at Wu sanshao's bruises and said, "have a good rest."

"Well." Wu San left the table and went upstairs.

Back in his bed, Wu sanshao's mood is a little complicated.

Originally, he wanted to go to the hospital in the morning, or at least in the afternoon.

But I don't want to be seen by Wu Er Shao.

Raised his hand and touched his present, Wu sanshao took a deep breath, his heart was very complex.

What's the matter

I only hope that when I go to Cheng's house in the afternoon, these eyes can recover to the point where I can see.

He didn't want to be like a woman.

Shame!

Meanwhile, at Cheng's house.

Cheng's mother has already used breakfast and finished dressing up.

Although a head of green silk has become full of white hair after years of baptism, but some of the delicacy is indispensable.

A cheongsam hand embroidered turnbuckle, a orchid quietly blooms in the skirt, the lines are well drawn, the exquisite embroidery is amazing, the skirt is fretting, as if the breeze is blowing, the orchid is also more flexible.

The fingers that turn the book are long, although the skin on the back of the hand is no longer smooth and delicate, it is still white.

On the thumb, the blue finger is a deep color precipitated by history.

When Dangdang three, the door was knocked.

"Come in." The eyes did not leave the book, and the master mother's voice of Cheng family was a little lazy.

The door was pushed open, and the man who came in was in his twenties, dressed in a light suit, with a touch of competence in his gentleness.

"Master mother." The man nodded respectfully after entering the door.

"What's the matter?" Cheng's mother asked casually, turning a page with her fingertips.

Sandalwood curls up in the study, mixed with tea fragrance, making people feel at ease.

"I have an appointment this morning, and I will be back in the afternoon." The man said, "if anything, call me back at any time."

"I see." Cheng's mother looked up and asked the man, "who did you ask to talk to?" The finger is slightly introverted on the side of the body. The man pretends to be relaxed and tries to answer in a natural and gentle tone: "it's an acquaintance who has known me for many years. Unexpectedly, I learned that I came to Z City, and I've been warmly invited."