Obviously, Wen Cheng's emotional words made Wen Jinghong's face a little uneasy.
After a while, she raised her eyes lightly. She pulled her lips at Wen Jinghong's sulky cheek, and her fingers touched her knees.
After thinking about it, she said frankly, "Dad, no matter what you mean, and no matter what the truth was, I want to ask you now, if we are going to have an endless ending with Wen Zhiyuan, will you step in?"
"What?" Wen Jinghong was shocked by Wen Cheng's tone, especially the word she said, "never die."!
Wen Jinghong's character is warm, and influenced by his family background for many years. He is most reluctant to see the scene of resentment with people.
But now, it happened to his own children.
Wen Jinghong steadied his breath, with a touch of disapproval in his eyes, "orange, what do you want to do? What is immortality? It's not easy for you to come back alive. Do you want to do anything dangerous? What about Xiao Qi? And she won't stop you? "
One after another, Wen Cheng's face unexpectedly warmed up for a moment.
In his anxious tone, there was deep worry about her.
She raised her eyes and gave Wen Jinghong a serious look. "Dad, if I want Wen Zhiyuan to pay the price, will you love her?"
What did Wen Jinghong say?
Maybe it was silence for a few seconds, but he shook his head solemnly, "no, but I still hope you don't be impulsive.
Orange, Dad, no matter what you are going to do, you should think more about yourself and your sister Xiaoqi.
Even if you want to end up with her, don't say anything.
We Wen family always advocate etiquette. You are my Wen family's child. It's better to pay more attention to your words and deeds, you know? "
It's also a preaching attitude. Pay more attention to words and deeds, restrain emotions and learn etiquette. This is the most admonition Wen Cheng has heard since she lived in the Wen family for more than 20 years.
She doesn't listen, so it's not pleasing.
Wen Zhiyuan not only listened attentively, but also studied hard.
Therefore, the good child in their eyes is like Wen Zhiyuan.
But at the moment, at least father's attitude, let Wen orange's heart feel better.
He didn't protect Wen Zhiyuan indiscriminately. If so, she wouldn't mind cutting off the blood relationship with the Wen family.
Wen Jinghong told Wen Cheng a few words in the living room. Then he got up and went to the hall. If there was any, he glanced at the stairs on the second floor.
He had heard the footsteps before, and probably guessed that Xiao Qi was awake.
But she didn't come downstairs, so he didn't disturb her.
After Wen Jinghong left, Wen Cheng also got up in good time and stepped upstairs.
When she stepped on the last step, she ran into the inkstone leaning against the wall. She looked at her smiling eyes and asked in a low voice, "are you awake? How do you feel? Do you still feel bad? "
Yan Shiqi shook his head, took her hand and walked downstairs side by side. "It's all right. Don't treat me as a weak old lady. It's just nosebleed. Compared with the injury you suffered at that time, it's not worth mentioning."
Wen Cheng loses a smile, temporarily suppresses the worry in the heart, two people return to the living room, inkstone when seven sits down again asks: "Wen Fu how come?"
"He came in advance for the wedding banquet. He said he wanted to see us. By the way, he asked when we were going to return to Wen's house. But I didn't promise. I just refused! "