Deep down in his heart, he felt a little regretful, because the two children not only got good grades, but also heard that their condition was getting better. Wen Chi's PTSD almost recovered, and Wenmo's child's autism was much better.
If he had known that the child was ill, he had not
His face suddenly sank. There was no "if" because Su Yun cheated him. They didn't tell him that they were sick in the gene of Su family. He was also a victim.
He doesn't have to blame himself. It's all Su Yun's fault.
Even if those children are excellent, they can't make any waves. They don't want to inherit the family property of the Wen family. They still have the initiative.
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as soon as the winter vacation is over, the Wenqiao family seems to have become a shelter. The small living room is full of people. Lu youyou relies on her home and sleeps with her in a small bed every day. Xia Bo and Ding Hai, not to mention, play games with Wen Chi until night and day.
Wenqiao a kick past: "must sleep before 12 o'clock, otherwise forbid to hit."
Wen Chi's hair was like a magpie's Nest: "who did you sleep before 12 o'clock in the game? It's not old people. "
"My family, my family's work and rest like this."
Xia Bo and Ding Hai pulled him up: "Chi elder brother, listen to my elder sister's words, all for your good health, for your health."
"You're a real asshole. You're afraid of a girl like this."
"Brother Chi, aren't you afraid?"
Wenchi rubbed his nose: "I'm a good man. I don't fight with women. I let her do it."
Lu youyou focused on the computer: "shangfan's concert tickets are going to be sold soon. Wenchi, Xiabai, Dinghai, you all stop and help us grab tickets."
Wen Chi pressed his fingers and moved his muscles and bones: "my God's hand speed is used to grab tickets for you. It's a waste."
Wenqiao raised his hand, Wenchi immediately counselled: "grab, grab, you must get it today."
WinMo looks at them with a smile.
"Countdown, nineteen eighty-seven..."
Accompanied by the long, heartrending scream of landing, Wenqiao quickly helped her little mo cover her ears.
After a while, Lu youyou's second wave of shrieking sounds: "sold out in three seconds, worthy of being the top stream."
Then there was a wild laugh: "but, I got it, I actually got it."
Wen Chi's face was calm: "I've got it too."
Xia Bai and Ding Hai are depressed. They didn't get it.
Wenqiao quickly scan the code to pay, one is 1980, two are 3960, Lu youyou holding her: "Dad love you."
Wenqiao raised eyebrows: "I've paid, can't I be a father of gold?"
Lu youYou're adamant: "that's no good. One day is your father, and the rest is your father."
Then Chunxiao's video phone call came, eyes red: "you you, I didn't grab the ticket, how to do?"
Lu youyou stares at Xia Bai and Ding Hai. These two boys still claim to be masters of the game. They can't even rob her of tickets. If they all grab them, will the problem be solved?
"It's OK, it's OK. It's not a big problem to ask for tickets on Weibo."
Wenqiao's mobile phone rings. Shang fan calls with great respect. He doesn't feel like calling his younger generation: "Mr. moyue, I have reserved some tickets for the concert here. What's your address? I'll send it to you."
If Chunxiao didn't grab the ticket, she didn't really need it.
"It's too much trouble for you. I'll get it myself."
"No trouble, no trouble. I'll be there right away."
Top flow he A little free.