Chapter 1381： Take home

Chapter 1381 Takes Back Home

Wen Qiao smiled reluctantly: "I hope Mr. Xiao will consider my suggestion. I am confident to improve his current situation."

"Hmm, I will consider it."

After breakfast, Wen Qiao and the others left. In the yard, she looked back and saw Xiao Junhe lying on the third floor window, looking at her eagerly.

Wen Qiao always felt pitiful in his eyes, waved to him, and the boy waved to her.

After they and Xiao Liangyan both left, Xiao Junhe was dragged by Aunt Zhen and fell to the ground.

"Last night, who told you to let them into your room?"

Why did Xiao Jun want to cry, Aunt Zhen kicked him irritably: "Don't cry."

"I'm wrong."

"Dare to let people come into your room casually in the future?"

"Don't dare."

Aunt Zhen glared at him: "Kneel me for a long time and reflect on it!"

The door closed with a bang, and the thin figure knelt in the dark room, Xiao Junhe murmured, I like that sister, I like that sister.

But the older sister also left. He hung his head, a little aggrieved, and the older sister also left.

On the plane, Wen Qiao felt that his right eyelid had been jumping, and frowned: "I always think that Aunt Zhen is not good enough. Would you like to suggest Xiao Liangyan to change a nanny?"

Fu Nanli was dealing with official duties and responded: "I told him that he would not necessarily listen to me. He was very perfunctory to his son. As long as he didn't let his son stay hungry and cold, it would do. It doesn't matter."

Wen Qiao pressed his temple: "That's a life, and it's his son. Xiao Liangyan and Yao Qiwen are both exquisite egoists. If you cooperate with Xiao Liangyan, beware of him."

"know."

After returning to Haicheng, Wen Qiao did not sleep well every night, she would dream, and almost every night would dream of the boy named Xiao Junhe.

Dreaming that he was beaten by Aunt Zhen because of the child's low intelligence, he was beaten by Aunt Zhen but he still had to rely on Aunt Zhen, so pitiful.

In the dream, he was curled up in the corner of the dim room, with a pair of dark eyes weeping, and he whispered softly, "Sister, save me".

Wen Qiao woke up, panting lightly, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, she sat at the window, poured a glass of cold water, and drank it in one breath.

She took out her mobile phone and saw that it was three o'clock in the morning. She called Fu Nanli. The other side, Fu Dashao, was sleeping deep and was awakened by the mobile phone with a hoarse voice: "What's wrong?"

"You ask Xiao Liangyan to take Xiao Junhe back to Haicheng. No matter what method you use, even if you threaten him, you have to take the child back."

"Ok?"

"I don't feel good."

Fu Nanli satisfied her unconditionally: "Well, tomorrow I will tell Xiao Liangyan that I have a villa in the suburbs. If he returns to China, let him live there first."

"um. Thank you."

"Have a nightmare?"

Wen Qiao rubbed his hair: "Well, I dreamed that the child was beaten, so I cried and asked me to save him."

"Do you want me to go?"

"It's okay, you can go to sleep."

The next day, Fu Nanli made an appointment with Xiao Liangyan and asked him how he was thinking about it. Xiao Liangyan thought to himself that this young Fu was really annoying, and he was really caring about the child, so he perfunctorily said: "Isn't this just returning home? I have to think about it. I am always worried that the child will be known by others when he returns to China."

"Don't worry about this. I will use Fu's private plane to pick him up. Then I will live in my villa in the suburbs. The half-hill villa is my house. There will be no problems."

(End of this chapter)