Super Cute Baby: Domineering Daddy Wife Protector

That day, Wu Zhizhi still didn't go home with Zheng Qiaoen, she still insisted on going back to her hotel room, and when she said goodbye to Zheng Qiaoen, Wu Zhizhi's eyes turned red.

When she was about to go to bed at night, Wu Zhizhi suddenly received a strange call. She stared at the string of numbers and read a lot. She keenly felt that it might be Xi Wen's call. Wu Zhizhi finally confirmed the very familiar voice.

"Well, it's me, Mr. Xi, hello," she still didn't get acquainted with her new identity so quickly.

Xi Wen was not slack when he heard Wu Zhizhi call him so out of the blue, but he didn't say anything. He originally wanted to talk to Wu Zhizhi to get in touch with Zheng Qiaoen, but when she got through the phone, Xi Wen didn't say anything. I know what I should say.

The two held their mobile phones in silence for a while, but Wu just couldn't help but speak.

"Boss Xi, do you want to say something?"

Xi Wen pursed his lips, and spoke under Zheng Qiaoen's expectant eyes.

"How's the song practice going? The movie will be finished in a few days. The director must be meticulous when he wants to meet us at the wrapping ceremony..."

Wu Zhizhi: "Yes, I know."

"Okay, rest early."

"Ok."

The phone finally hung up, and before Xi Wen had time to catch his breath, Zheng Qiaoen's blame came over again, "I didn't ask you to ask me just about these messy things!"

Xi Wen pinched his eyebrows helplessly, but didn't speak.

Zheng Qiaoen's face was full of hatred, "It's just that I'm still staying in the hotel arranged by the company. I want to take her over to live with us. What do you think?"

Xi Wen looked at her, nodded, but still didn't speak.

Zheng Qiaoen couldn't help being angry, so she pushed him, "I said you were saying something, that's your niece, don't you care?"

"It's not because of you."

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On the second day after Xi Wen was discharged from the hospital, the two contacted Wu Zhizhi. When Wu Zhizhi walked out of the hotel lobby in black, she saw Xi Wen leaning beside the car at a glance. She hurried over, Just when I was about to ask, 'Mr. Xi', I was interrupted by Zheng Qiaoen in the car.

"The whole family should not say such a foreign name."

Wu Zhizhi was speechless for a while, and Xi Wen was also a little embarrassed. He coughed uncomfortably, and while beckoning Wu Zhizhi to get in the car, he got into the car by himself.

When Xi Wen was discharged from the hospital, he contacted Wu Zhizhi, but Wu Zhizhi was busy recording songs at Shanhai Records that day and couldn't come out to meet Xi Wen.

Xi Wen was not angry at all, Wu only contacted Xi Wen first afterward, she wanted to see her biological mother, Xi Wen paused for a long time, and finally agreed, so she made an appointment to take her with her today Wu only went to see Xi Nuannuan together.

Zheng Qiaoen sat in the co-pilot and chatted with Wu Zhizhi all the time, while Xi Wen, who was driving the whole way, didn't say a few words. Wu Zhizhi still felt a little strange to him.

To her now, Xi Wen is not like the brother Xi who walked the dog with her two years ago.

The car twisted and turned into a cemetery. The place looked very solemn. As far as the eye could see, there was a large piece of green grass, and there were many tombstones in it. Wu just looked at the scenery in front of him and couldn't help thinking about it. That one is her mother's tombstone.

Xi Wen roughly pointed to the front left position, "She's right there."

Wu Zhi only always thought that she had become very strong now, but why, why Xi Wen just said a word so simply, she felt a little sore, she couldn't help but want to cry, and forcibly suppressed the sadness in her heart. He just replied stiffly.

Xi Wen was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and Zheng Qiaoen was holding Wu Zhizhi's hand. The two followed behind Xi Wen, talking from time to time, and unknowingly stopped in front of a tombstone.

Wu only saw that Xi Wen stopped, and also stopped in his tracks, and followed Xi Wen's gaze with a pair of bright eyes.

The tombstone in her sight is no different from the other tombstones here, with the same look and shape, but when Wu only saw the black and white photo on the tombstone, tears flowed from her eyes without any warning. The middle flowed down.

Seeing this, Zheng Qiaoen hurriedly wanted to give the paper to Wu Zhizhi, but Wu Zhizhi refused.

"It's fine, I'm fine."

Seeing this, Xi Wen handed the bouquet in his hand to Wu Zhizhi. His intention was very obvious, and asked Wu Zhizhi to offer sacrifices to Xi Nuannuan.

When Wu was at a loss holding the flowers, Xi Wen's voice rang out in the empty cemetery.

"Sister, I finally did what you asked me to do before you left. Today I finally brought your daughter who you missed for so long..."

Wu Zhizhi held the bouquet of flowers tightly in her hand, her face was full of grief, even though she had never met her mother face to face, but just looking at the black and white photo, Wu Zhizhi couldn't restrain herself pain in my own heart.

The voice heard by Xi has never been short, and Zheng Qiaoen's sobs can be heard from time to time. Wu Zhi only hugged the bouquet tightly the whole time, and fixed his eyes on the photo on the tombstone, as if he could see clearly It's like Xi Nuannuan's life.

In her 21 years, the time when she could really be with Xi Nuannuan was when she was a child. Unfortunately, she didn't remember anything at that time, and she didn't remember getting along with Xi Nuannuan at all.

She is standing here, although the pain in her heart has never been relieved for a moment, but she really knows nothing about this woman who is sleeping on this land.

She only knew that this was her mother, the one who gave birth to her, but what about the others?Wu Zhizhi didn't know anything.

After Xi Wen finished speaking, he looked at Wu Zhizhi, and said softly, "Say a few words to her." After speaking, he took Zheng Qiaoen's hand and left in front of the tombstone.

At this moment, only Wu was left standing in the middle of the cemetery.

She stared blankly at Xi Nuannuan's photo, not knowing what she should say for a while, Wu, who was a little embarrassed, just looked around, and when her eyes fell on the bouquet in her hand, she immediately put the flowers lightly In front of the tombstone.

"Look at me, I'm so careless, I forgot to put the flowers on it after coming here for so long..."

After the first sentence, she seemed to have completely opened up the chatterbox, and she simply sat down in front of the tombstone without getting up, and started talking endlessly.

"This is the first time I've seen you since I can remember. I never thought it would be such a scene..." She raised her hand to indicate that it was a place like the cemetery.

"I heard... my little aunt said that you are forced to do so, but I really thought about it and blamed you before. Now it seems that those blames and resentments have passed. You can't hear what I say when I sit here, no matter how angry I am, it won't help..."

As she spoke, a tear fell from the corner of her eye and fell into Wu Zhizhi's neckline. She wiped it away hastily, pretending to be strong and speaking.

"I came here today to tell you that the person who brought me up treated me very well. I have been doing well in the past ten years. My aunt said that you have been looking for me for a long time. I am sorry Only then did I know my own life experience, and I will visit you often in the future..."

It's strange that Wu Zhizhi didn't know what to say when he went to Chen Qing's tomb before, but now facing his own biological mother, although he had never met, Wu Zhizhi still talked non-stop.

From the time she can remember when she was a child to now, she can talk about wherever she thinks.

In such a relaxed two hours with no one to disturb, Wu just told Xi Nuannuan almost everything about himself in a daze.

When the sun was setting, she was still reluctant to leave when she left. Wu only carefully cleaned the fallen leaves in front of Xi Nuannuan's tombstone, and then walked away step by step.

Xi Wen and Zheng Qiaoen have been waiting for Wu Zhizhi in the car. When Zheng Qiaoen was worried about something wrong and was about to go to Wu Zhizhi, he saw Wu Zhizhi's figure appearing at the end of the road.

When she finally approached, Zheng Qiaoen keenly felt that Wu Zhizhi's mood had changed, and she seemed to be more energetic than before she came.

Wu just looked at Zheng Qiaoen and smiled, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long, I talked a little longer, let's go now."

"Are you okay?" Zheng Qiaoen asked.

Wu just nodded: "When I talked to her, I felt very relaxed the whole time. Looking at the face in the photo, although it was unfamiliar, I still felt very warm. I think this is blood relationship. Although I have never seen her before, but She gave me a great emotional anchor right there."

Xi Wen nodded, but still didn't speak.

"Go home and get in the car." Zheng Qiaoen purposely sat in the back row with Wu Zhizhi this time. Wu Zhizhi was a little puzzled, but he still gladly stepped aside.

The car started, Xi Wen glanced at the two people in the back row from the rearview mirror, and then completely focused on the road ahead.

Wu only probably because of the self-talk in front of the tombstone just now, and her change of address to Zheng Qiaoen, now when facing Zheng Qiaoen, she no longer has the sense of distance she used to have.

She even spontaneously picked up the topic and asked Zheng Qiaoen what her job was.

Zheng Qiaoen is happy to talk to Wu Zhizhi, "My work has always been relatively free. Do you know "Oil Painted Girl" magazine? I am its screenwriter."

Wu only covered his mouth in shock, and looked at Zheng Qiaoen with bright eyes.

"My God, is it that well-known fashion magazine?"

"Girl in Oil Painting" is a women's comprehensive fashion magazine grandly launched by Fashion Media Group 20 years ago. Its purpose is to be a "woman's sex magazine," which fills the frequent vacancies of women's periodicals.

From the date of publication to the present, the British EMAP Group, a publication of the fashion media group, has given the best international copyright support and content sharing to "Girl in Oil Painting". , Authentic, Sexy, and Usable" has quickly occupied the fashion publication market, ranking first in the circulation of fashion magazines in China.

Zheng Qiaoen nodded, "That's it."