Yan Shiqi lowered his eyelids to cover the coldness under his eyes.

With her fingertips rubbing, she replied to Wen Cheng's message.

Seventeen: When did they go?

Yi Dead Bird: I just arrived in Dijing last night, and Wen Zhiyuan has been in poor health recently, so I guess I'm worried. Hehe.

Wen Zhiyuan is not in good health......

This sentence made Yan Shiqi quickly think that once in the Yan family, Ms. Lian's mouth seemed to have something wrong with her body, which made her worry and keep admonishing.

The title of 囡囡 may not necessarily be a nickname.

In some areas, parents will affectionately refer to their children as 囡囡囡, which means baby.

She still maintains the posture of holding her mobile phone, but her mood has been affected a lot.

The two Yan fathers went to the imperial capital and disrupted her original arrangement.

It was probably a long silence, Wen Cheng couldn't wait, and after a few seconds, she called directly.

The vibration of the mobile phone disturbed Yan Shiqi's thoughts, she clenched her palm and glanced at Wen Erhua, who was still sleeping, and then relaxed her steps and left the ward.

She took a few steps forward, away from the door of the hospital room, and then answered the phone in a deep voice.

Before he could speak, Wen Cheng had already handed over and asked, "Xiaoqi, are you okay?"

She was quite worried about Shi Qi, and she didn't know if her mood was still stable.

After all, a few minutes ago, the two of them were still discussing how to expose the lies of the Yan family.

Coincidentally, Xiao Liu also just notified her, saying that a couple secretly went to Dijing Hospital to visit Wen Zhiyuan.

After a little inquiry, she determined that the couple were Yan Father and Lian Mother.

Their love for Wen Zhiyuan is really engraved into their bones.

This high ground is far away, but I am not afraid of tossing!

On the phone, Yan Shiqi sighed quietly, stood in front of the window of the corridor, looked at the bleak autumn scenery outside, and saw the wind.

"I'm fine, since they went to the imperial capital, it will be as little as a week, or as much as half a month, it seems that it ......"

Before she could finish her frustrated words, Wen Cheng interrupted her in a meaningful tone, "Actually, maybe it's not a bad thing for them to come to the imperial capital. ”

"What do you say?" Yan Shiqi's slightly dim eyes suddenly shone on the table.

Wen Cheng said: "There are five days left, and it is grandpa's birthday." ”

Yan Shiqi's gaze suddenly looked at the sky from afar, and after a slight glow, she smiled: "Let's go to the imperial capital tomorrow." ”

"Good. ”

Mr. Wen Chongli's birthday, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Hanging up the phone, Yan Shiqi stopped in the corridor for a long time, until-

"Xiaoqi?" At the door of the ward, Wen Erhua, who had only slept for more than ten minutes, happened to come out to look for her.

Yan Shiqi wiped away the coolness in his eyebrows, and when he walked towards her, he was a little apologetic, "Aunt Hua, did I wake you up?"

"No!" Wen Erhua shook his head and pulled her into the ward, "I'm old, I don't sleep deeply, I saw that you weren't there, I thought the second boy woke up, and wanted to come out to see ......"

Yan Shiqi accompanied Wen Erhua back to the ward, and within a few steps, an idea appeared in her heart.

"Aunt Hua, I heard that you are the eldest daughter of Mr. Wen Chongli, so are you also particularly talented in painting?"

Yan Shiqi said these words after careful consideration.

She was also worried that Wen Erhua would see the flaw, so she turned around and turned to the water dispenser next to the sofa to catch water, avoiding the sight of her.

Yan Shiqi poured a glass of warm water, and when he turned around and handed it to Wen Erhua, he saw her eyes inquiring lightly, "Xiao Qi also knows my father?"