After Wen Erhua gave the order, Steward Wen was ordered to go out.

Wen Zhiyuan curled up on the ground, his expression very painful.

She shook her head and murmured silently, tears flowing freely as if she didn't want money.

Ms. Lian, I finally couldn't stand it anymore.

She wiped the corners of her eyes, stepped forward and squatted down, touching Wen Zhiyuan's cheek very lightly, "Nannan, let's go home with my mother." ”

For the first time in so many years, she called herself a mom in front of her.

It's her daughter, every time we meet, I can only listen to her call herself an aunt, and if she is not a mother, she will not understand that sadness and patience.

Wen Zhiyuan twitched a little in pain, she wanted to avoid Ms. Lian's touch, but she didn't have much strength, so she could only pick at the bluestone slab on the ground with her nails, hating and helpless.

Yan Jun also sighed unbearably, raised his head and looked at Wen Jinghong, a little displeased, "I think you love the kite, and in the end it's just that." She's hurt so badly, isn't it ......"

"Mr. Yan!" Wen Erhua's fingers tapped on the table, interrupting his self-righteous remarks, "No matter how badly she hurts, it is also self-inflicted."

Whose child is it really distressed, you are reluctant to hurt her at the same time, how did you treat my Wen family's child?

My brother didn't pursue it because he was benevolent, if you make a show again, why don't we talk about it, the cost of the Wen family's raising of Wen Zhiyuan for you over the years, make a list for you?"

When the words fell, the clear-eyed people saw Mr. Wen Chongli and agreed very much...... He nodded with a purser of his lips.

If the Wen family gives the cost, I am afraid that the entire Yan family will not be able to afford it.

What they brought to Wen Zhiyuan was more than just monetary help!

Yan Jun was speechless again, he lost face, slowly looked at Yan Shiqi, hesitated for a few seconds, and said seriously: "Xiao Qi, today we will take the kite back first, if you are still willing to come back, Dad will put your things in the guest room on the second floor first, you see ......"

"She won't go back, the things have been removed, don't worry about it!"

Yan Shiqi didn't speak, but his eyes looked straight at Yan Jun.

Her father, who had raised her for twenty-four years, left her a sentence when he was about to take Wen Zhiyuan away, which was to let her move to the guest room and make room for Wen Zhiyuan.

He treated her as a guest, and he prioritized her clearly.

No goodbye, no apologies, no reluctance, no explanations.

If it weren't for the fourth brother who arranged for someone to move everything from her in advance, then how embarrassed she would have been at this second!

Yan Shiqi looked at him quietly, and then laughed.

Her eyes were still so clear and clear, and as her smile condensed, there was a floating water, which seemed rippling.

She said, "Mr. Yan, congratulations on regaining your beloved daughter." ”

Yan Jun's eyes turned red because of her words.

He did love Xiaoqi, but after all, there was a different distance from the blood relationship.

He moved the corners of his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but Yan Shiqi had already smiled and opened his eyes, and he didn't have any eye contact with him.

......

Wen Zhiyuan was carried out of the room, and she was wearing the pink hot pajamas, but they were no longer clean, her chest and knees were stained with blood, and her trouser legs were stained with dust.

Father Yan hugged her with some difficulty, and as soon as he stepped out of the threshold of the wing room, he saw Steward Wen standing under the porch with a suitcase waiting for them.

The things that belong to Wen Zhiyuan, only this one suitcase, the others are owned by the Wen family, and she has no right to take away a penny.

Outside, a cold wind was blowing.

It blew up the hearts of the unpredictable people and cooled the wetness of the cheeks.

A second before Wen Zhiyuan's door closed, she jumped out of Yan's father's arms.

She couldn't walk on her knees, she fell to the ground, and the biting cold wind made her consciousness more and more sober......