Wen Chi ruffled Wen Mo's head. "You're finally willing to talk, kid. You'll definitely get better and better in the future."
Fu Nanli stood at the side, feeling the joy and warmth of this family that was ordinary yet moving.
Su Yun wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand and touched Wen Mo's face. She turned to look at Wen Qiao."You can't do such stupid things in the future, okay? Little Mo will feel guilty too."
Wen Qiao:
Forget it, there's no need to waste my breath.
"Yes, I know."
At the side, Fu Nanli's gaze was dark and menacing, with an expression that seemed to say,'you still admit it in the end?'
Life wasn't easy, Wen Qiao sighed.
Su Yun looked at Wen Qiao's hand and was in a dilemma. the beds in your school have to be climbed up a ladder. Before they are restored, you have to live at home.
if I'm in the country, " Fu Nanli said, " I'll send her to and from school every day. When I'm not around, I'll get the chauffeur to come and pick her up.
that's too troublesome, " Wen Qiao hurriedly said. I can take a taxi too.
Other than dealing with the airline, Fu Nanli also had to deal with his own company's matters. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was busy with a myriad of things every day. How could she let him send her to school?
It was a waste of talent!
there's no need to discuss this matter, " Fu Nanli said forcefully. there's no need to discuss it anymore.
you'll be very tired, " Wen Qiao said softly, feeling helpless.
Fu Nanli ruffled her hair gently. "I'm not tired."
let's go! Wen Chi hugged Wen mo. let's quickly leave.
The family members were very considerate and left Wen Qiao's room.
It was a small room, and there was a peach tree outside. The moonlight fell on the gentle petals, and Wen Qiao recalled that she used to describe him as a demonic male ghost in a fantasy novel.
Now that a peach blossom tree was behind him, his eyes were filled with tenderness. Wen Qiao's heart sank again and again. She hugged him gently. thank you.
Fu Nanli kissed the top of her head, his heart still throbbing in pain.
She had done a lot for her family. She was only twenty years old and was just a child in his eyes, but she had to bear a heavy burden that should not have belonged to her.
Later on, Lu Youyou said that she felt that young master Fu was snatching her father's position from her. He doted on her like a father doting on his daughter.
That night, Fu Nanli gave Wen Qiao a lot of instructions, and she agreed to them. Fu Nanli pinched her face and reminded her one last time, " "You're not allowed to do such silly things in the future."
Wen Qiao:
"Alright, I know." She had completely given up on struggling.
After Fu Nanli left, the whole family waited on her. Wen mo squeezed out a hot towel and helped her wipe her face. Wen Qiao looked at him, chuckling. "Little Mo, don't pull a long face. This is something to be happy about."
Wen mo didn't say anything and only helped her wipe her face gently. After that, her mother applied some skincare lotion on her while Wen Chi laid out the blanket for her.
Wen Qiao was the greatest contributor to Wen Mo's success in opening his mouth to speak. The heroic act of her not hesitating to hurt herself and thinking of ways to make her younger brother speak spread all over the neighborhood in an instant.
The next day, everyone, including Lu Youyou, her neighbors, and the people from the Folk Music Club, came to her house. They praised her for sacrificing herself for others and warned her not to do such silly things again.
While everyone was in the courtyard, Wen Qiao grabbed Wen mo and said, " sister really fell down by accident. You must not feel guilty, okay? "
Wen mo said word by word,"sister got hurt because of me, and you're still afraid that I'll feel burdened, Wanwan?"
Well, now he was even more burdened.
Wen Qiao gave up completely and stopped trying to persuade Xiao mo.
Just like that, she was completely pushed onto the altar of high justice.