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He smoked one cigarette after another, contacting Xiao Wen's family.

Xiao Wen's mother couldn't find any reliable relatives, so her father no longer had any connections.

He contacted Xiao Wen's Mother's fiance several times, and after the ambassador explained the situation to him.

He roughly understood the situation, and the Ambassador prepared a funeral for the Xiao Wen's Mother.

Before long, he would be returning to his hometown and wouldn't be able to take care of Xiao Wen, who was not really close to him.

Xiao Wen's condition was more stable. After taking the soul calming medicine, he stopped crying and was in a daze all day.

He fed and drank like a dead man without any will.

Wu Dong decided to keep her by his side to take care of his until she found a suitable place to stay.

For a few days, Wu Dong called the workers to decorate the clinic, and accompanied Xiao Wen to take care of him.

He felt a lot of pressure. It was really inconvenient for a man to take care of such a little girl.

In the past few days, Wang Ya did not contact him. On the other hand, Chen Wu called a few times, which Wu Dong hung up on without thinking.

Wu Dong originally had a lot of things to do in order to decorate the clinic, but there was a little girl at home who needed to be taken care of.

The only thing he could do was to entrust the work for him that he was not familiar with to the decorating workers. This way, it would be even more inconvenient.

Even if he backed down from everything he could, there were still a lot of things that needed to be done personally.

A lot of things need to be prepared if you want to stay long in the clinic.

He went to the nearby supermarket to buy some stuff. Every time, he would rush back to the supermarket while Xiao Wen was asleep.

Xiao Wen's situation made him more and more worried.

She kept her thoughts in her heart and couldn't let them out. If she kept this up for too long, her mind would be damaged.

He tried his best to concoct the medicine to calm Xiao Wen's mind, but the physical illness was easy to cure, so the mental illness was hard to deal with.

After all, Wu Dong wasn't a therapist.

At noon that day, the decorating workers packed up their things and left.

The clinic was almost finished, and the next step was to purchase the equipment and herbs, followed by the store's advertisement.

These all required Wu Dong to personally run.

He looked at Little Wen, one big and the other big.

Little Wen sat in the corner of the room in a daze, her eyes glazed over as she tore at the corners of her clothes.

Wu Dong sighed and went downstairs to buy vegetables at the supermarket.

He walked briskly, paid the bill as fast as he could, and hurried back.

Along the way, he wondered if he should hire someone to take care of Xiao Wen or send her back to Newport.

But how could the Old Man Wu take care of people? On the other hand, Jiang Xue could help take care of people.

It was just that he didn't know if Jiang Xue was still angry at him.

As he was walking on the street, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

It was a slim girl in a white shirt and black skirt, with bags of clothes and shoes hanging from her arms, straining to follow a tall woman.

The woman wore sunglasses, and her red lips were very flirtatious. She was so hot that she shook her head as she kicked and stomped her high heels.

The girl followed behind her, her steps small and delicate. Sweat covered her forehead, but it was impossible for her to wipe it off with her hands.

Wu Dong quickly chased after him.

He was a block away from the girl, and people were passing by slowly.

Wu Dong wanted to see the girl's face clearly, but he couldn't see it clearly.

The girl and the girl turned around a corner. Suddenly, a bus passed by them on the road, blocking Wu Dong's line of sight.

Wu Dong extended his hand out to stop the car, and under the sound of a flute, he quickly walked across the street, but he had already lost the figure of the girl.

The girl was still behind the girl, and her expression was pained.

The stinging pain in her ankle made her heart ache. The skin was torn, and every step she took felt like she was drawing a knife through her ankle.

However, the lady in front did not stop at all. She was enjoying the gaze of the passersby.

Her naked clothes attracted the envious gaze of many men, or the disdainful gaze of many women.

She propped up the treasure in front of her chest. She had spent a huge sum of money to get this item out. When she wore a dress with a low collar, her eyesight index would be off the charts.

She walked for a while and pressed the keys to her car. The red Mini Cupples flashed the taillights twice.

The girl behind finally let out a sigh of relief. They had finally arrived.

The girl opened the car door, turned around in a coquettish way, and held out a hand.

The girl approached cautiously, stunned for a moment, trying to understand what the girl meant.

She handed over the shopping bag.

Who knew that the girl would suddenly withdraw her hand and take off her sunglasses, "Do you know how to work? Can someone of my status take things personally? "

Then what do you mean by reaching out your hand?

"I told you to put it in the trunk."

The lady shook her head, looking as if she was angered to death, "You don't even know this, how are you serving me!"

The girl bowed her head in apology and went to the trunk, but it was not opened.

The girl laughed mischievously, "It's not opened yet! "Old hat!"

The woman pressed the trunk button and the rear door rose slowly.

The girl quickly put the shopping bags in the trunk, giving her the chance to wipe the sweat off her face. Her hair was disheveled and she wore a "shop assistant".

The nameplate was thrown to the side in panic.

Her fair cheeks turned bright red. Her exquisite face didn't have the slightest hint of complaint. Instead, she revealed a sweet smile when she finished doing all this.

This smile was enough to make any man glance at it.

The girl was extremely beautiful, causing her to feel very uncomfortable.

She tossed her purse onto the passenger seat and got into the driver's seat.

The door of the car was open, and the girl bowed to the girl. "Thank you for your hospitality. I hope to be able to serve you next time."

The lady threw out a few bills, and the girl quickly waved her hands, "I'm sorry, I can't accept it."

The lady snorted, "This is called a tip, do you understand?! "Here, take it."

The girl took the money hesitantly.

The girl added, "I don't know anything about it. I really don't know why your manager hired you. such a good face. "

The girl closed the door and walked away.

The girl froze for a few seconds, then took a deep breath and forced a smile.

She tried to cheer herself up. "Come on, you can do it!"

The girl turned her head and, using the glass on the side of the road, rearranged her hair.

After putting the nameplate back on, the clerk wrote her name on the nameplate: Li Ziruo.

Ever since she broke up with Wu Dong, she started to think of ways out for herself.

His father, Old Li, quit his job as a taxi and rented a small storefront for demolition money to repair appliances.

Although he didn't earn much, but he was self-sufficient. The key was that Old Li was happy about it.

Li Ziruo decided to go to the big cities, and went to Shanghai alone.

In the beautiful metropolis, she seemed to have found a new life.

Even though the new job she found wasn't easy and the menopause shop manager often made things difficult for her and the customers she served always had bad faces, she managed to persevere.

Being a shop assistant in a boutique didn't make much money, but she was very satisfied.

After all, there were only a handful of people like today, and most of the guests were still very well-mannered.

She took off her high-heeled shoes, which were now stained with blood, and felt the bruised wound. Gritting her teeth, she took the shoes in her hands and walked barefoot.

The wound should be treated.

Li Ziruo looked around as she walked towards the direction of Wu Dong's clinic.

The barefoot Li Ziruo walked towards Wu Dong's clinic.

Wu Dong did not manage to catch up to him earlier, so he was not too sure whether or not it was Li Ziruo.

However, Li Ziruo's figure was too familiar to him. Her gentle and seductive shoulders, her tight waist, were his home that he would never forget.

Wu Dong shook his head and gave up the idea of chasing Li Ziruo. He turned and walked quickly towards the clinic.

Before he even got close to the clinic, he heard a mournful cry.

It was Xiao Wen's voice!

Wu Dong threw down his shopping bag and ran towards the clinic.