After Li Bo finished speaking, no one in the hall answered.

Even the second son, Wen Jingru and his wife, observed Yan Shiqi in amazement.

Just now, all the Wen family members felt that this girl was too similar to the dead Shu Cheng.

This will be reminded by Li Bo, and she feels more and more like the Wen family.

Everyone had different thoughts, but Wen Zhiyuan said in a lively tone: "Grandpa Li, if you say that, then how embarrassed I am, my eyebrows are not like grandpa at all." ”

Li Bo took two sips of tea from the teacup, shook his head with a smile, but did not speak.

Wen Erhua on the side, handed out a sentence in a quiet voice: "In my opinion, Zhiyuan and his father and Jinghong are indeed very similar. ”

Wen Zhiyuan's smile froze.

She was still holding Ms. Lian's hand, but she suddenly felt the temperature of the other party's hand burning her palm.

Wen Zhiyuan quietly let go of his hand, moved to the side, and his tone was a little aggrieved, "Auntie, I'm not like my grandfather and father, that's because I'm more like my mother." ”

"Really?" Wen Erhua's elongated tail note seemed meaningful, she didn't speak again, and looked at Wen Jinghong beside her, and the smile on the corner of her lips gradually deepened.

"Okay!" Perhaps stabbed by his eldest sister's smile, Wen Jinghong raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, looking at Wen Chongli, who had a calm face, "Father, eldest sister, I called everyone over tonight to deal with the internal affairs of the Wen family together." ”

"Then why did you call Miss Yan and they came?" This was asked by his younger brother Wen Jingru.

He is forty-five years old, and his face looks honest and upright, but he really doesn't understand, so he asks this question.

And Zhuang Yin, who was sitting next to him, was over forty years old and well-maintained, if she didn't ask about her age, I was afraid that people would think that she was a woman in her thirties.

Zhuang Yin looked very shrewd, those narrow Danfeng eyes flashed with a strange light, her man opened his mouth, and she laughed and teased, "Big brother must have his intentions, you don't have to interrupt, otherwise your father will say that you have no rules in a while!"

Wen Jingru closed her mouth, while Zhuang Yin raised her eyebrows and beckoned to Wen Zhiyuan, "Iris, come to the second aunt." ”

Zhuang Yin has two sons, both of whom are currently studying abroad.

In the entire Wen family's house, except for Wen Jinghong and his wife, she is the most loving person for Wen Zhiyuan.

Wen Zhiyuan walked up to her, pouting the corners of her mouth slightly, with tears in her eyes, looking very aggrieved.

Zhuang Yin pulled her to sit beside her, raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes, "Your eldest aunt is joking with you, why is this child still serious?"

You are the little princess of our Wen family for so many years, do you have no confidence at all?"

Wen Jinghong obviously didn't like Zhuang Yin's words, but he only frowned, looked at Wen Jingru who was stunned on the side, and explained: "It naturally makes sense to call Miss Yan and them over.

You should all remember that day when Kite was in the hospital, the bodyguard called late at night, saying that two people broke into Kite's ward.

When Lao Wen and I rushed over that night, the two men were already gone, but we checked the surveillance and left the footage.

No, it's a very coincidental coincidence, when I went to toast the Yan family's parents, I was surprised to find that the two of them were the two who broke into the iris ward that day and took the opportunity to escape.

Yan family couple, I don't know about this matter, how do you plan to explain it?"