She went to the Wen family and found Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao knew that she couldn't hide from what was to come. She would have to face it all eventually.
"Auntie." She called out to her.
Ye minqiu gave her a tight slap. don't call me Auntie.
This was the first time she had ever hit Wen Qiao, her son, and it was even more severe than this slap.
Wen Qiao lowered her eyes and bowed to ye minqiu."I'm sorry," she said.
I don't know what the scene was like, but you can't absolve yourself from the fact that his father died because of you.
Wen Qiao didn't say anything.
"Nan Li is determined to protect you. I can not pursue your legal responsibility, but with your current state, it's better if you don't stay by his side. At the moment, his grandfather doesn't know about this matter. If he does, you'll be in trouble."
Wen Qiao only remained silent. If she could, she really didn't want to leave Fu Nanli.
"Wen Qiao, love shouldn't be the only thing in this world. A person like you can't stay by Nanli's side, do you know that? How do you expect him to face you and his family?"
Ye minqiu said a lot more, but Wen Qiao's mind was blank and she didn't take in much. She only knew that Fu Nanli's mother was strongly against them being together.
Wen Qiao couldn't remember when she left.
It was late at night, and the north wind was howling. She stood there for a long time. The phone on the table vibrated, and she finally came back to her senses.
When he opened the message, his eyes suddenly lit up.
She read the message word by word, her fingers trembling slightly, and her eyes almost burst into flames.
She slammed her fist on the table, gasping for breath. Her teeth chattered, and her knuckles turned white. Finally, she deleted the message.
She leaned back in her chair and seemed to have relaxed. She tapped her fingers on the table again and again as she thought about how to go down.
Finally, she opened her eyes, which were clear and determined.
It seemed that she only had one way to go.
Deep into the night, Fu Nanli received a text message from Wen Qiao. It only had a few words: " let's break up.
Fu Nanli didn't hold the cigarette firmly between his fingers and burned his finger. The burning pain cleared his mind. The word 'break up' hurt even more than the burn from the cigarette.
He held his phone and left the house in a hurry. He didn't even have time to call Qin bei. He took his car keys and drove straight to Wen Qiao's house.
Qin bei, who was in the opposite villa, saw his young master driving and quickly chased after him.
This was the first time he was driving a car since his young master's accident. He was really afraid that something would happen to his young master.
The black Bentley sped along the city's wide roads.
Qin bei and song an were on tenterhooks.
In the old courtyard house, Wen Qiao sat quietly, counting the time. It was almost exactly as she had expected when there was a knock on the door.
Her heart skipped a beat. She had to face what she had to face.
Wasn't this what the other party wanted? She had to satisfy him so that he would let his guard down.
The door to the bedroom was pushed open. Fu Nanli was covered in frost, his gaze fierce. Wen Qiao, explain to me, what did the text message just now mean? "
Fu Nanli had said before that Wen Qiao was good at acting, and as expected, she was good at it. She said coldly, " "I mean what I said, let's break up."
With a loud bang, the phone in Fu Nanli's hand fell to the ground with a loud crash. The family members in the living room were all shocked.