Fu Nanli pinched her face: "good."
"I want to visit him in his room."
"I'll be with you."
When Wenqiao went to Xiao JUNHE's room, aunt Zhen happened to take a bath. He was alone in his bedroom.
Not what warm decoration, even a little dull, let people feel depressed.
The child has been like this, should decorate the room with some bright colors, so that he can have a cheerful mind.
In this detail, she felt that the servants here did not pay attention to the child.
Xiao JUNHE has been lying in bed, see someone come in, suddenly some nervous, Wenqiao smile to see him: "sister brought you delicious."
With that, he conjured up a small Cupcake from behind.
Xiao JUNHE, after all, is an IQ only five-year-old child, suddenly lowered his guard, and even looked at Wenqiao expectantly.
Wenqiao was glad that the child was a foodie, and he could be bought if he had any weakness. In the future, he could bring some food to eat.
Xiao Jun He ate a few pieces of cake, Wenqiao sat by the bed, soft voice: "eat cake to brush your teeth."
"Well, I know."
He was wearing pajamas, and the buttons were not well buttoned, revealing a little belly, where wenjo could see that there was bruise.
"You What's going on here? "
Wenqiao pointed to his stomach, Xiao Jun he was scared to cover his stomach: "I'm ok."
"Was it hurt?"
Xiao Jun He even threw away the cupcake in his hand and shook his head wildly: "no injury, I am not injured."
Wenqiao see him emotional some excited, want to pacify him, Xiao JUNHE but do not let her close.
Bang, the door was pushed open, the woman called aunt Zhen rushed in. She hugged the emotional Xiao Jun He and glared at Wenqiao: "who let you in?"
Wenjo frowned and said nothing.
Aunt Zhen appeased Xiao JUNHE's mood, Xiao Jun he murmured: "I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything."
Aunt Zhen covered his mouth: "OK, OK, it's OK. It's OK."
This also alarmed Xiao Liangyan, Wenqiao apologized, said that he should not rush into his room, she just wanted to chat with Jun He.
Aunt Zhen was indignant: "the child is a patient, they said that he can not see strangers, Miss Wen, you are too wayward."
What Fu Nanli wanted to say was held down by Wenqiao: "I'm sorry, it's my thoughtlessness."
Fortunately, Xiao JUNHE's mood was stabilized, and a farce ended. Wenqiao and Fu Nanli returned to their rooms.
Fu Nanli's face was gloomy. It was ridiculous for a servant to yell at his Joe. It was only when Joel didn't let him stand up for her.
"I always feel strange."
"What?"
"That Aunt Zhen said that Xiao Jun did it himself, but how did it happen? There were bruises on her body and red marks on her face. It seems that she was beaten."
Fu Nanli did not speak.
"But if it is beaten, Xiao Jun seems to be a little dependent on that Aunt Zhen."
"Dependent? It's not so much dependence as aunt Zhen's initiative not to let anyone get close to him. He's just a five-year-old kid with IQ, and he doesn't understand that. "
Wenqiao didn't sleep well this night. He wanted to talk to Xiao JUNHE again in the morning. Aunt Zhen told him that he could not go downstairs because he was stimulated last night. Breakfast was served to his room.
Wenqiao drooped his eyes and Xiao Liangyan said: "you don't have to worry. It's OK. It's that child can't stand stimulation."