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After hanging up the old man's phone, Wu Dong subconsciously looked at Xiao Wen and Li Ziruo.

Li Ziruo smiled at him, but Xiao Wen stuck out her tongue and made a face at him when she wasn't paying attention.

Li Ziruo accompanied Xiao Wen for a while longer, then got up to go to work.

Wu Dong did not urge her to stay and just sent her out of the door.

Looking at Li Ziruo's leaving figure, he fell into deep thought.

Jiang Xue would be here soon, and it was unknown what kind of situation she would have at that time.

He turned back to the clinic and saw Vinny rummaging through the contents.

He coughed and Xiao Wen immediately stopped moving. "Uncle, you're back!"

Wu Dong pointed at a chair to the side and indicated for her to sit down. Xiao Wen obediently walked to the side of the chair, but refused to sit down.

Wu Dong did not say much and sat down: "Speak, what are you pretending to be sick for these few days?"

Xiao Wen pouted and didn't say anything.

Wu Dong took out his phone, "You are already an adult, there are some things that you should take care of yourself."

"This is your stepfather's number. He is preparing your mother's funeral. You can go with him if you like. "

Wu Dong recalled the Chen family's ruthlessness and added another half of the sentence, "Shanghai is a land of war …"

He didn't want to make it too clear that there were too many things he didn't know how to say.

Xiao Wen did not pick up the phone. Instead, her expression turned cold.

Wu Dong had never seen her show such an expression before.

Xiao Wen looked at Wu Dong and said word by word, "I got it."

"What do you know?"

Wu Dong's heart jumped.

This little girl was very clever, he didn't know what kind of tricks she was going to play.

"That day, you said that it was Wang Ya who killed my mother!"

Xiao Wen clenched her fists.

Before the incident with Xiao Wen's Mother, Xiao Wen's Mother had actually already become aware of the danger. She instructed Xiao Wen to take care of herself, and then transferred all of the assets under her name to Xiao Wen Ming.

Xiao Wen didn't understand her mother's intentions, but she sensed that her mother seemed to be arranging her affairs.

It was only when Wu Dong noticed the bomb under the Mercedes-Benz and chased after his did Xiao Wen realize that his mother was really making arrangements.

She had not been faking her first sobs, but then she had sobered up.

When she woke up, an instinctive self-preservation allowed her to continue pretending to be asleep.

That explosion was too shocking. It was not an accident, but it was red. Undisguised assassination.

When a little girl loses her closest person overnight, she immediately protects herself like a hedgehog.

Wu Dong and Wang Ya's conversation was heard by her. She understood that Wang Ya had an irreconcilable hatred towards the Chen family, and faintly felt that this had something to do with his mother's death.

After that, Wu Dong and Wang Ya broke up. When they left together, the words that they said made her understand everything.

Wu Dong said to Wang Ya, "It's your business if you want to take revenge, but you've already killed Xiao Wen's mother, so please stay away from Xiao Wen."

These words made Xiao Wen experience a kind of heartbreaking feeling once again. She even felt that staying by Wu Dong's side was a kind of danger.

She was pretending to be a demented patient to protect herself.

These days, she had been secretly observing Wu Dong to see if he was really taking care of his.

The meticulous and gentle Wu Dong of the past few days had somewhat restored Xiao Wen's ice-cold heart's warmth.

She felt that she could trust Wu Dong, but Wang Ya had already become her enemy.

Xiao Wen held onto the back of the chair and heavily punched on it. "That slut Wang Ya, I won't let her off."

Wu Dong didn't think that Xiao Wen's thoughts would be so deep. He hurriedly explained: "It's not what you think it is, your Big Sister Sister Wang Ya did not want to kill your mother."

Although Wang Ya was responsible, this matter wasn't entirely her fault.

"You're still speaking up for her."

Xiao Wen gritted her teeth. "I knew it. You opening the clinic here is actually because you can't bear to part with her."

Xiao Wen penetrated Wu Dong's heart with a single sentence.

On the surface, Wu Dong seemed to have broken off all ties with Wang Ya, but he did not really give up on her.

He still kept his promise and stayed in Shanghai.

He still couldn't really hate Wang Ya.

"You're still young, there are some things you don't understand."

Wu Dong did not plan to tell her the truth about Xiao Wen's Mother's death, at least not now, "What you need to do now is to leave Shanghai, and when you are older, I will tell you the truth."

"You're still protecting that bitch."

Xiao Wen pushed a chair, turned around, and walked up the stairs.

Wu Dong just let out a sigh of relief, and brought it up again.

This was even more troublesome. If Little Wen, this troublemaker, didn't look at her, she would create a huge mess sooner or later.

In the afternoon, the ambassador's secretary called and said that Xiao Wen's Mother's funeral had been arranged and would be held tomorrow morning. He would send a car over to pick Xiao Wen up.

Wu Dong hung up the phone, walked up the stairs, and told Xiao Wen about the news.

Xiao Wen didn't say anything, but Wu Dong could hear her crying through the door.

Wu Dong sighed and went downstairs. After sitting in a daze for a while, he felt depressed and decided to take a walk.

He took a glance upstairs and called out, "Xiao Wen, I'm going out to handle some matters. Don't run around at home."

He left the door open and locked it behind him.

Right after he left, Xiao Wen quietly walked out from behind him, making sure that Wu Dong had gone far away.

She went downstairs.

She began to rummage around.

After the clinic was renovated, many boxes were left behind, as well as many miscellaneous items.

Xiao Wen turned it over and over, muttering to himself, "Where did he put it? "No one's upstairs or downstairs, could it be that he's got it with him?"

Xiao Wen walked around the building for a few times, but still couldn't find what she was looking for.

Suddenly, her eyes fell on the counter in front of the clinic.

In the early days, when the clinic was being renovated, Wu Dong would always sit here, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Xiao Wen walked to the counter and looked around. He didn't find anything special. She opened the drawer, but there was nothing there.

She was about to give up when she reached into the bottom of the drawer. There was something cold taped to the bottom.

Xiao Wen struggled to pull it out.

It was a Beretta .45.

After the death of Xiao Wen's Mother, Wu Dong did not dare to relax, as he was afraid that the Chen family would eliminate the roots.

He hid his pistol under the table and sat in front of the clinic for several days.

Later Wang Ya brought news that the Chen family would not make a move on Xiao Wen.

Wu Dong believed half of it, but he still hid the spear here, just in case.

Xiao Wen held the gun and revealed a surprised expression.

That day, she accidentally saw Wu Dong carrying a handgun on his waist, and the idea of stealing a gun from his body appeared in her mind.

However, Wu Dong was afraid that the gun would scare her so he didn't carry it with him.

Xiao Wen had been secretly searching for a few days. Now that she had finally found it, her hands were so excited that they were trembling.

She checked the shooting method on the internet and calculated it many times in her mind.

She pulled the bolt, flipped on the safety, and looked around for a target.

Suddenly, she stomped upstairs, took out a velvet pillow, pressed the muzzle of the gun against the pillow, and aimed it at the glass door of the clinic.

The eiderdown pillow acted as a silencer, but the bullets still made a dull noise on the tempered glass, and the glass door shattered with a crash.

The Beretta was a smooth shot, with a small recoil that could be easily used even by people who had not been trained.

With the small caliber bullets, within fifty meters, an ordinary person would have a success rate of over seventy percent.

A feather burst out from the feather pillow and filled the air with the expression of surprise and joy from Xiao Wen.

She waved her hand to clear the rain of feathers before her eyes, then put the pistol to her waist and strode out of the clinic.