"No need!" Qin Baiyu immediately said no.
Wen Erhua looked at him, fiddling with his nails, smiling, "old four, what do you say?"
The man slowly got up and walked to Yan Shiqi's body. He arranged his suit and coat. His eyes were as deep as the sea, melting the frost: "outside Wen's house, an advanced medical team was arranged. It's not an incurable disease. The medical team can treat it.
Recently, the Wen family still combs the pulse of the dragon. My fourth wife of the Qin family needs justice. "
He stood in front of Wen Cheng, holding her cold cheek, and then looked around the hall, with no expression: "my future little grandmother of Lei family in Nanhai also needs a voice."
Two men, imposing as rainbow, stand in the hall like two cold pines, very proud.
Wen Erhua looks at Wen Chongli and Li Wencheng. She smiles and says, "well, let Wen Zhiyuan stay at Wen's house in case something happens."
At this moment, Lei Ruixiu leans over to pick Wen Cheng up from his chair. When he turns to leave, Yu Guang glances at Zhuang Yin. "She is seriously injured. If Wen's family still recognize her daughter, why don't they go to the hospital with me? How much is she injured?"
Zhuang Yin was stung by his eyes and lowered her head.
Wen Zhiyuan is injured, so he directly asks the medical team outside the door to treat him. Wen Cheng is injured, but he needs to be sent to the hospital.
The strong contrast also makes people wonder what Wencheng has experienced.
Her pale face and weak movements tonight were all morbid.
No matter what happened to Wen Zhiyuan and Yan's parents, the Wen family still wanted to know about Wen Cheng.
Duanmu LANYA just got up and didn't have time to speak. Wen Cheng, who was held in his arms by Lei Ruixiu, tightly closed his eyes and shook his head, "let Xiaoqi accompany me, other people... I don't see."
The resentment in her heart, the anger in her heart and the hatred in her heart could not be eliminated in a few words.
One day, Wen Zhiyuan will not come back.
But there was nothing else she could say.
The pain of death is like a thousand arrows through the heart.
For Xiaoqi, she goes back to Wen's home. In order to tear up Wen Zhiyuan's hypocrisy, she has tried her best.
"Orange orange, let mother accompany you... Ok..." Duanmu Lan Ya trembles to pace in front of her body, want to touch her, but afraid to hurt her.
What's going on?
Where is the injury? How can it be so weak?
Wen Cheng doesn't speak, but buries her cheek in Lei Ruixiu's chest. She refuses her mother's proposal with such a gesture.
Four of them turned and left the back hall. Housekeeper Wen also went out to look for the medical team.
All the eyes of Wen's family, who were left behind, were focused on Lian's wife and Yan's father.
Li Bo sat at the top of the table, took a sip of cold herbal tea and looked at Wen Chongli. "Old Wen tou, don't say that I have a lot of family affairs. Your family doesn't have to let me down."
In this way, he enlightens the old people around him. It's no wonder that they are so tired that they are hit. I'm afraid that no one can imagine that their clever children can play with the whole family.
If there is no one to help her, who can believe it?
The first is this inkstone couple.
As for other people, Zhuang Yin, who has just been helping, seems to be too aggressive. There are also problems.
At this moment, Mr. Wen Chongli seemed to be several years old suddenly. He got up from the top and walked slowly to the side table. He picked up a wolf's hair and rubbed it in his hand
This was given to him by Wen Zhiyuan at the beginning.