Chapter 483: It turns out that my good sister thinks of me so much!

Yan Shiqi shook her head self-deprecatingly, and without waiting for Wen Jinghong to speak, she asked faintly: "Dad, so you have come to Dijing every month for so many years, just to visit Miss Wen?"

The words 'so many years' were bitten very hard by Yan Shiqi.

Ms. Lian's heart that she had just put down suddenly hung again, she turned her head to look at Yan Shiqi, and scolded in disgust, "Dead girl, don't talk nonsense, what have you been doing for so many years!"

Hehe!

Originally, she was worried that the Wen family didn't hear the deep meaning of her words, which would make Ms. Lian angry, but she repeated it herself.

Yan Jun's expression was also dumbfounded for a moment.

Except for Wen Jingru, everyone else here is clear-minded.

Seeing Yan Jun and Ms. Lian's reaction, coupled with Yan Shiqi's attitude of obviously ignorant of this, it made people feel that it was not so simple.

Wen Jinghong's nose twitched twice, and he glanced at Wen Chongli, who was always silent, he pondered, and was about to raise his eyes to speak, but there was a person who was faster than him.

Wen Zhiyuan quickly got up from Zhuang Yin's side, she was already in tears when she raised her head, paced towards Wen Jinghong, and knelt in front of him with a 'plop', "Dad, I'm sorry, I lied to you!"

In the back hall of this Xiyuan, the pin drop in the quiet atmosphere can be heard.

Wen Jinghong wanted to reach out to stop her when she knelt, but Wen Zhiyuan's movements were fast, and the sound of her knees hitting the ground could also tell how determined she was.

His hand stopped in mid-air, a little embarrassed.

"Iris, what are you doing here?" Duanmu Lanya also wanted to step forward to hug her, but at this moment, the most weighty sentence was blurted out by Mr. Wen Chongli, "You all sit down and listen to what she has to say first." Little kite, you go on!"

Wen Zhiyuan glanced at Wen Chongli with tears in her eyes, her tears fell very quickly, like beads with broken threads.

Yan Shiqi felt that it was a pity that she was not an actor.

Wen Zhiyuan sobbed, her voice trembling, "Grandpa, Dad, Mom, I'm sorry, I haven't been telling you the truth before.

I confirmed that Aunt Lian was my godmother, but it wasn't Miss Yan who said for many years, and this is only a recent thing.

I know I shouldn't confess my relatives in private, but Aunt Lian and I really hit it off at first sight, and I don't know why I look so similar to her, I think it might be fate.

Dad, Mom, don't blame them, they really went to visit me that day in the hospital. Because I was afraid of endangering me, I ran away overnight.

It's because I'm ignorant and didn't tell you about recognizing my relatives at the first time. I am willing to accept the punishment. ”

She spoke sincerely, crying heartbreakingly, and the sound of tears running down her jaw and hitting the ground could be heard clearly.

For a while, no one spoke.

She took the initiative to admit it, which made Wen Jinghong feel that she was making a big fuss.

I didn't ask the reason clearly, so I took people to the back hall without authorization, but now it is difficult to ride a tiger.

"Iris, ......" Wen Jinghong's tone was a little difficult, accompanied by a faint distress, "It's not a big deal to recognize your relatives, since you are familiar at first sight, what can't you say to your parents......!

Wen Zhiyuan nodded while crying, "I'm afraid of breaking my parents' hearts, so I don't dare to tell you." And...... I think even my aunt is my godmother, not for myself.

Dad, didn't you notice that Miss Yan and my sister are very similar? I really miss my sister, I can't help but want to get close to her when I see Miss Yan, I think it's God who sent my sister back to me again, so I ......"

In the end, Wen Zhiyuan's words are difficult to sentence.

Wen Zhiyuan mentioned Wen Shucheng and played a hand of family affection, which made everyone's hearts overflow with an unspeakable sadness.

But what she didn't expect was ......

The door of the hall was pushed open by a palm from the outside, and a very weak voice came into everyone's ears with the cold wind, "It turns out that my good sister thinks of me so much......"