Chapter 100 - 100: Another Day Enchanted by Her

Chapter 100: Another Day Enchanted by Her

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It was late at night, and the pale moonlight shone into the room through the undrawn curtains.

Wen Jinzhang walked over to the bed and looked at the little pink dumpling who was sound asleep. He bent down to help her adjust the blanket.

Wen Ruan was sleeping on her side, her long black hair falling on the pillow. Her small face was as fair as jade, and she looked quiet and beautiful after she fell asleep. Her eyelashes were thick and long.

Wen Jinzhang looked at her exquisite and beautiful features. After a long while, he muttered softly,” Such a good daughter and such a good family. Why don’t you cherish them?””

Wen Jinzhang’s calm and reserved eyes turned red, perhaps because he was reminded of the past.

He clenched his hands into fists and did not dare to look at the little pink dumpling again. His back view was a little bleak as he walked out. The moment he turned around, Wen Ruan opened his eyes.

There was a trace of confusion in the deer’s eyes.

What did his father mean?

Wen Jinzhang went to the study and took out a white bottle from the drawer. He poured out a few pills.

After eating, her phone vibrated.

He looked at the caller ID, but he did not pick up.

Her mind was in a mess. She didn’t understand why her father would let Liu Shuying imitate her mother’s voice and recite poems for him.

Did he still love his mother?

But if it was love, why was mother a taboo in the family?

What exactly happened back then?

Wen Ruan fell asleep in a daze amidst a series of questions.

The next day.

A red figure caught everyone’s attention on the grassy horse-riding field.

Huo Hannian, Qin Fang, Shen Boyu, Ming Kai, and Shen Chuan sat in the audience.

“D * mn, the little fairy of the family is too valiant today! “Learning from the lesson of being kicked in the swimming competition yesterday, Ming Kai didn’t dare to praise too much.

Huo Hannian narrowed his dark eyes and fixed his gaze on the slender figure.

A white lace collared shirt with a slim vest vest, a red waist-hugging suit, and a pair of white tights. Her round breasts and long legs were revealed. She was wearing Martin boots boots, looking youthful, pretty, and heroic. Wen Ruan was on the fourth race track, riding a brownish-red horse.

She walked to the track and glanced at the audience.

Their eyes met..