"When your mother was the flower of our school, there were many people chasing her, and I was also attracted by her tenderness and loveliness. I love your mother very much. In my heart, she is the most beautiful woman in the world. Later, with you, I feel that I should be more kind to her... "

Wen long takes the initiative to talk about the past of him and his mother. His old and withered face is always with a shallow smile, as if it was the happiest time for him.

"What happened then? How can Lu Junhan master the company's accounting? Has he done anything? " When he said almost, Wen Shuyue asked her what she wanted to ask the most.

She doesn't believe that her father will do something illegal. It must be designed by Lu Junhan, and her father's memory is the key to find out the truth of that year.

Immersed in his emotions, Wen long is stunned by Wen Shuyue's questions. Those dark days that he is afraid of when he is reminded of just have a vague outline.

Seeing the pain on Wen Long's face, Wen Shuyue quietly waits for him. She knows that he will say it.

Wen long raised his eyelids and saw Wen Shuyue's encouraging eyes. He opened his mouth and finally recalled the past.

As time goes by, Wen Shuyue's heart becomes more and more heavy.

Dad's memory is still incomplete, most of which is about his mother, but in this memory, it's all about his giving to his mother, and his mother, as if she will always be indifferent, just like her memory.

When it's time to visit the prison, the prison guard urges her impatiently. Wen Shuyue has no choice but to end the conversation. Before putting down the microphone, she reluctantly says to Wen long, "Dad, I will help you out!"

Wen Shuyue saw that Wen long was taken away by the prison guards and opened her mouth to say "OK" before he was locked in.

Her eyes are so sour that she wants to cry.

Until she went back from the prison, Wen Shuyue's heart seemed to be crushed by tens of thousands of tons of big stones, which made her gasp.

In a short day, Wen Baobao found that his mother had a lot more on her mind.

He moved his little body, hugged Wen Shuyue's neck, and his cheek was close to her: "Mommy, don't worry. The baby is so powerful that he will help Mommy find out the truth and save her grandfather!"

As if worried that Wen Shuyue didn't believe it, Wen Baobao jumped down from the sofa and patted his chest with firm eyes: "really! Mommy should believe in baby. Baby is always on mommy's side

Wen Shuyue was amused by Wen Baobao's serious little expression and laughed. She held him in her arms: "of course, Mommy believes in her baby. Her baby's IQ is higher than that of Mommy."

"That's, and it doesn't matter whose child it is."

Wen Baobao is overjoyed for a while, but she doesn't find that Wen Shuyue has changed her face quietly.

Whose child? You are he's child.

Wen Shuyue touched Wen Baobao's broken hair and tugged at the corner of his mouth reluctantly.

Wen Baobao is a man who can do what he says. After dinner, he went into his room and read the development history of Lu's group carefully. He also found out all the news about Lu Junhan four years ago. However, although his IQ is super high, he is a child in the end. He fell asleep on the tablet before long.

Wen Shuyue came over after dealing with the company's affairs and saw that his saliva would flow to the tablet.

Take away his body under the flat, she took him into the quilt, and quietly back.

Back in her room, she sat on the bed, ready to see the news Wen Baobao found.

Just then, her cell phone rang.

Without looking, she pressed the answer button: "hello?"

"You're not coming back?"

The man's deep and unique voice instantly made Wen Shuyue's blood coagulate. She looked at the screen of her mobile phone, which showed "he Siming".

Resisting the impulse to hang up the phone, Wen Shuyue replied: "well."

Thinking of something else, she added: "Mr. He doesn't have to come to MK for me."

With that, she hung up the phone decisively, and the whole action was completed at one go.

Until the screen of the phone was dark, she was relieved and leaned on the head of the bed, as if she had taken off a heavy load.

She didn't know whether her last sentence was sentimental or not, but since she wanted to break it, she had better not see each other.

At this time, he family villa.

He Siming listened to the "dudududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududu.

Oh! What a Wen Shuyue!

In the dark, his eyes burst out a dark cold light, and he pulled the corner of his mouth coldly.

As soon as he got home, the housekeeper told him that she was on a business trip and had taken baby Wen with her.

Do you need to take Wenbao away on business?

He is not a fool.

He Siming went to the French window and looked at the unfathomable night. He dialed out a mobile phone number: "Hello, Guan Yue, send all the work plans for the next week to my mailbox, tomorrow."

With that, he hung up. The cold wind blew up his broken hair and frosted his delicate face again.For two days in a row, Wen Shuyue never received a phone call from he Siming, nor did he come over to harass the company. Clearly is the happy thing, but her heart is empty.

But fortunately, she is a person with a clear distinction between public and private. Recently, the company's business has increased a lot. In addition, Wen Long's business has gradually developed some features. She is so busy every day that she has no time to think about he Siming.

Although she devoted herself to her work, Wen Baobao was worried about their feelings.

He managed to find his father, and he was still his own, but he just ran away. It was really frustrating, but he also understood that mommy was really angry.

It's necessary for Wen Baobao to talk to he Siming.

Said to go, wenbaobao while wenshuyue meeting, he ran to manis.

He Siming was shocked when he saw wenbaobao.

At that time, he was about to ask Guan Yue to make him a cup of coffee. As soon as he looked up, he saw a pair of eyes like himself, blinking at him.

Wen Baobao pesters he Siming to put down his work. He farts face to face and sits on his lap. He says very seriously: "Dad, I don't know how you make Mommy angry, but if you want to be brave, you have to coax Mommy back."

He Siming frowned. There was not a trace of temperature in his eyes: "baby Wen, your mother wants to go by herself, it has nothing to do with me."

"Ah, it's none of your business. She's your woman. Can't you understand her?" Seeing he Siming's indifference, Wen Baobao could only take out his mace and broke his fingers pitifully: "you don't know, Mommy is so sad these days that she can't eat well and sleep well. She hides in the office every day and works hard. The whole person has lost a lot of weight. I'm afraid that one day Mommy will die suddenly. What should I do?"

Said, he really Bata Bata of tears.

He Siming was startled by his cry, but he couldn't coax the child. He comforted him dryly: "baby Wen, don't cry."

Baby Wen didn't want to cry, but when he roared, he cried even more.