Chapter 587

Wenzilin didn't mean to stop. This really angered Wenzheng. He walked to wenzilin two steps and three steps, and directly blocked her way, "what? Didn't even listen to my father? "

Wenzilin's face of ridicule, father? How dare the man in front of him say he is his father? Is there such a father?

Yes, yes, he is his father, but not wenzilin's father, but wenshanshan's father.

"Are you worthy of being my father?" After that, wenzilin pushed Wenzheng aside and went upstairs.

Wen zhengleng in place, he did not think that the girl would talk to him like this. Is it really that he did something wrong?

No, he's not wrong. He's the elder. It's the girl's fault. Yes, it's the girl's fault.

Seeing this, Wang Yaping went to Wenzheng's side and started to stir up the flames. "Look, look, what's the girl like? It's not big or small. It's OK to talk to my stepmother. After all, I'm not her biological mother, but you're the girl's biological father... "

" that's enough. " Wen Zheng interrupts Wang Yaping's words. His hands are tightly clenched into fists, and the blue veins on his forehead appear.

Wang Yaping cleverly shut her mouth, but she knew clearly that Wen was really angry. Now she saw the girl and suffered.

"And you are also. As an elder, don't worry about the younger generation all the time. As their mother, you should treat them equally. Do you know?" Wen Zheng said, while rubbing his eyebrows with a headache, "OK, I'll take a rest and see you have a headache."

Wen Zheng left first, leaving Wang Yaping and Wen Shanshan's mother and daughter.

"Mom, is Dad going to go to that ugly girl?" When Wen Shanshan sees Wen Zheng leaving, she dares to talk to Wang Yaping.

"Well, don't worry, I won't let that happen." Wang Yaping clenched her hands. At the moment, she hated wenzilin even more. Maybe the best choice is to let this girl leave the literary family.

Back in the room, wenzilin sat on the bed, with her mother's picture in her hand. Tears flowed on her face in an instant, "Mom, I miss you."

Wenzilin fell on the bed. She didn't know how long she had been crying, and when she fell asleep. In her dream, she saw her mother and returned to her happiest time...

the next day, the morning sun sprinkled into the room through the white curtain, and the breeze was blowing gently. Wenzilin turned over and wanted to continue to sleep. Who knows, she just turned over, the room's The door was kicked open from the outside again.

"Well, it's time to wake up. Mom told you to go to dinner. You have to go to school today. Don't be late." Wen Shanshan said impatiently.

Every morning, when Wen Zheng is at home, Wang Yaping always makes a show, and Wen Shanshan is the alarm clock that wakes Wen Zilin every day, and this is the last thing she wants to do.

Seeing that wenzilin didn't respond, wenshanshan was not happy. If she didn't call wenzilin down, she couldn't help being scolded by Wenzheng.

However, wenshanshan was not so patient. So she went into the washroom, took a small basin and filled it with water. When she walked out of the washroom again, wenshanshan carried a basin of water in her hand. She threw the whole basin of water directly to wenzilin.

Such a cold basin of water poured down, wenzilin can't even think of waking up, she immediately sat up straight, all over the body has been wet.

"Wen Shanshan, early in the morning, what are you crazy about?" Wenzilin scolded furiously and even wanted to rush up and beat her.

After making such a big noise, Wenzheng and Wang Yaping downstairs could not sit still. They rushed upstairs and saw everything in front of them. Wen Zheng was very surprised and asked, "what's going on here?" Isn't it just a wake-up call? It's like a fight with.

Wang Yaping was in a good mood when she saw wenzilin's down and out appearance. She had already burst into laughter in her heart, but because of Wenzheng, she didn't laugh directly.

"Shanshan, I asked you to come up and get Zilin up. Why are you fighting?" Wang Yaping also pretended to be surprised and asked softly.

"I, I..." Wen Shanshan began to feel wronged again, in sharp contrast to wenzilin's angry expression, just like the one who was bullied was not wenzilin, but Wen Shanshan.

With tears in her eyes, Wen Shanshan pretended to be afraid and said, "I came up to call Zilin to get up. Zilin was angry. It was like splashing water on me. I resisted. The water got on Zilin. She was angry, but she still wanted to hit me. Wuwuwu... Mom, I'm afraid."

"Baby, I'm not afraid. My mother is here." Wang Yaping took the "weak" Wen Shanshan into her arms and gently patted her on the back with her right hand, "baby, you are wronged. Mother really dare not say anything more, which makes your father angry."

This mother and daughter two people sing together, really is a play that has been wronged and has to swallow in the stomach.When the crowd did not respond, Wen Zheng slapped Wen Zilin again. Wen Zheng used full force to slap Wen Zilin. A red slap on Wen Zilin's face was obvious.

Now Wen is really angry. Wen Zheng was angry. Both Wang Yaping and Wen Shanshan did not dare to offend them. They stepped back a little bit to let themselves stay away from the right and wrong of the father and daughter as far as possible, so as not to make them angry.

"You girl is really more and more unruly." Wen Zheng roared. He reached out to slap Wen Zilin in the face.

Wenzilin is not the kind of person waiting to die. This time, she took Wenzheng's hand and said, "if you slap me, I will no longer be your daughter. From then on, we will be strangers." In wenzilin's eyes, she was aggrieved and angry.

But Wen Zheng, who had already lost his mind, could not hear Wen Zilin's words. He shook Wen Zilin's hand and said, "do you dare to threaten me? You rebellious girl, I will not kill you today. " With that, Wen Zheng slapped Wen Zilin again.

This time wenzilin did not resist. She closed her eyes and met the falling of this slap in the face.

Another loud slap echoed through the room.

Wenzilin didn't cry. She endured the sharp pain in her cheek and looked at Wen Zheng with her eyes straight. There was no kinship in her eyes, no grievances, only hatred. Slowly she hated, "Mr. Wen, is that enough? If it's enough, I'll go. "

"You, what are your eyes? Do you talk to your father like that Wen Zheng didn't expect that the girl would be so stubborn that her eyes were full of hate.