Chapter 557

"Orange, come here and let grandfather have a look!"

This is Duanmu e's first words. The old man's voice choked when he opened his mouth to Wen Cheng.

Yan Shiqi looks at him in surprise. Suddenly, he has a feeling that the old general Duanmu is different from all the people in the Wen family.

Wen Cheng heard Duanmu e's words, her tight lips loosened, her hands hanging on the side of her body tightly clenched her fist, and walked step by step in front of him, so she knelt down on her knees without hesitation, "grandfather, I'm sorry, let you worry!"

Her kneeling voice is very loud, into the inkstone when seven ears, let her eyelids jump with.

I've never seen Wen Cheng so moved. Even in the face of Wen's family, even if he was injured, he didn't shed a tear.

But at the moment, she looked up and cried to Duanmu e, unable to hide her sadness.

At this time, no one spoke. Duanmu e held a crutch in one hand and stroked Wencheng's head with a shaking hand. "Good boy, just come back, just come back, get up!"

On one side, Rong Yun leaned forward and lifted Wen Cheng up. She said softly, "orange, the old man knows you're back alive. He doesn't even care about your illness. He has to see you first to be at ease."

Wen Cheng lowered his head and choked in his throat. "Grandfather, I'm sorry I didn't go to see you at the first time."

Want to see, want to see, but do not know what kind of mood and face to face the old man.

Duanmu e glanced at Rong Yun angrily, then raised his hand and patted Wen Cheng on the shoulder, "don't blame you, grandfather heard that you were hurt, is it serious? I've brought the doctors here to show you? "

Wen Cheng shakes his head, pulls down Duanmu e's arm and supports him, "no, it's all minor injuries. It doesn't matter!"

"Good, good! This is my Duanmu family's child. I said that the orange I taught from childhood could not easily die.

The sour literati of the Wen family know how to write and write all day long. Look, they have delayed us. "

Duanmu e, with the help of Wen Cheng and Rong Yun, enters the living room.

Yan Shiqi and Qin Baiyu are walking at the end. When they are walking around the porch, she pulls off his sleeve and murmurs in his ear: "how did Duanmu people find you?"

The man glared at her inquisitive appearance, hooked her waist and said in her ear, "Rong Yun is my sister-in-law's aunt."

Yan Shiqi was shocked.

"Go in, the old man is here for you."

Inkstone when seven counter pointed to his nose, "looking for me?"

Did not get the man's answer, but saw his serious and focused look, inkstone seven blinked, can only suppress the bottom of my heart doubt, and he walked into the living room side by side.

At the moment, Mr. Duanmu E has been seated. Rong Yun is sitting beside him, while Wen Cheng is standing not far away.

She lowered her head and was still precipitating her emotions, while Lei Ruixiu seemed to have a lot of room to stand by the window, looking at Wen orange as if she had nothing.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Duanmu e wiped the corners of his eyes and supported the crutches in front of him with both hands. He didn't speak, but his awe inspiring eyes fell on Yan Shiqi's face.

Duanmu e's dignified style is like the outstanding cold pine. He sits on her side and looks at her. The living room is silent.

Wen Cheng had sorted out his mood. Seeing this scene, Duanmu e was about to speak, but he snorted and laughed, "I said, Wen Zhiyuan's height is not even 165. How can he be a member of Duanmu's family.

This girl is as like as two peas, and tall, tall, and tall. Good boy, come here. "