It never occurred to him that Wen Jianmin would have this day.

On the other hand, Zhong Hui, Xu Lu and Wen Xuan moved into the new villa, especially Xu Lu. Fortunately, her mother listened to her and had been secretly transferring property for the past two years. Now, she will never have to look at other people's faces.

Wenxuan went upstairs. The mother and daughter sat outside the villa and drank coffee. Zhong Hui said triumphantly, "I heard that Wen Jianmin is ill."

Xu Luqing said: "it's not because of his own bad psychological quality. Didn't you leave some for him? Is that what he does? What's more, mom, you've been at Wen's for years, and you've had no credit or hard work. You just want to kill you with some brand-name bags and cars. It's because he has no conscience. We should have deserved it. "

Zhong Hui held the coffee cup gracefully: "that's right. I've made a rough calculation. Now we're worth over 100 million yuan. In the future, you don't have to be inferior to Wenqiao's dead girl. If you want to do the work in the entertainment industry, you can continue to do it. You can play the piano gracefully and easily. You don't have to work hard for this family. ”

Xu Lu's eyes were hot: "it depends on the situation, the entertainment industry is easy to earn money. You see, although I am a member of the 18th line, I have made more than playing the piano."

Zhong Hui: "it's up to you. Don't make yourself too hard."

At night, at Wenqiao's home, at the dinner table, Su Yun talked about the things of the day: "he is very ill and can't speak."

No one answered.

Or Ji Mingyuan, took her words: "I asked the doctor, conservative treatment, later can resume talking, there are also people to take care of, you don't have to worry about."

Wenjo, Wenmo and sooce are all silent.

It says on the face that we are not very worried about him.

Su Yun and Ji Mingyuan are embarrassed.

These two people are more like ordinary people in the ordinary world. As time goes by, the pain will be smoothed out naturally. For people like Wen Jianmin, they can also produce sympathy.

But wenjo, they won't.

Pain she will remember for a lifetime;

well, she will remember it for a lifetime.

Wen Jianmin, let's seek more from ourselves.

After dinner, Wenqiao and Wenmo go out for a walk. Suyun asks him to take a watermelon to the fruit store outside when he comes back.

Wearing T-shirts and loose trousers, the two of them swayed slowly on the dark blue stone road.

Wenqiao can clearly feel that after being enlightened by her, Xiao Mo's mind is not so heavy, and he can talk and laugh with her.

"We have summer camp for Olympic mathematics class next week."

"Did you sign up?"

"Well, Miss Zhou asked me to participate."

"I'm going to be a sophomore in high school at the beginning of school. It's really fast."

Wenmo pursed his lips. "I think it's too simple."

"If you want to participate, you can participate. If you don't want to, it doesn't matter if you go back to teacher Zhou."

"I'd better take part. You're not at home all the time. I'm bored by myself."

After a walk on the road outside, Wenmo held a big watermelon and insisted that his sister help him share it: "I can carry it."

Wenjo went to touch his arm: "you thin arm, thin leg..."

A touch found that she thought the youth, the arm has been very strong.

The arms are beautiful, and they have muscles.

"Yes, little mo

Wenmo smiles shyly: "my sister didn't let my brother-in-law's bodyguard teach me Kung Fu. I've been learning it."