"Can you forgive me?" Wen Xiyue grabbed Su Li's hand and looked at her eagerly.

Su Li blinked and tickled the corner of her mouth, "I said, that's not your fault."

The five-year-old Wen Xiyue is not sensible, but the twenty-year-old Wen Xiyue should also be sensible.

She doesn't conceal herself, and her acting skills are clumsy. Her performance in front of Su Li is like a child lying in front of an adult, and she can see through it at a glance.

This is the simplicity manifested by a child doted by a happy parent.

However, Su Li could not understand.

Wen Xiyue's current performance is only to ask for forgiveness, so that parents should not neglect themselves or even anger themselves because of excessive love for Su Li.

In essence, her apology was not because of her distress and guilt for her sister for doing something wrong. In fact, she was just worried about herself.

She is such a selfish person.

Asking Su Li to really say a word of forgiveness for the original owner, she really can't do it.

But Wen Xiyue felt that she had forgiven herself, wiped her tears after a sigh of relief, and continued to visit with Su Li.

"Do you like sports? Can I teach you how to play tennis in the future?" Wen Xiyue thought that when he grew up in an environment like Su Li, painting and music would certainly not work, but sports would still be possible.

"Okay." Su Li put the sticky Doubao on the ground, and then said with a smile: "But I only played basketball."

After all, there is a basketball hoop in the slum area. When she was younger, she often teamed up with Xu Yan to grab the basketball hoop, and then called other children to play together.

"Basketball, that's pretty awesome." Wen Xiyue watched Dou Bao meowing like a baby at Su Li's feet, almost forgetting that he was its owner.

Wen's house is really big. It took a long time for the two of them to visit it. Su Li couldn't help feeling in her heart. After all, the rich are rich. No wonder Wen Chaolu is so unwilling and so upset.

After having a meal after the visit, Su Li stayed at Wen's house for one night.

After all, it is really far from the slum area, and it is inconvenient to go back again, not to mention Mrs. Wen and Mrs. Wen really want her to live in.

These are the biological parents of the original owner, who finally found her, Su Li naturally hopes to get along well with them.

Her room has been arranged long ago. The warm and romantic princess style is the room that all girls dream of. Seeing Mrs. Wen's expectant look, Su Li reached out and hugged her, "Thank you, I like it very much."

Mrs. Wen burst into tears when she heard her words, and nodded her head vigorously and said: "You like it as much as you like. Tell your mother what you want, and mother can give you anything."

Su Li gave a hum and watched her go out.

She just wanted to wash up, but Xu Yan called.

Su Li was a little impatient, so she opened the door and lay down on the bed by herself and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Xu Yan's angry voice came from the speaker, "Where have you been? Are you not coming back today?"

"Well, I'll go back tomorrow." Su Li raised her eyebrows, wondering what he encountered so angry.

"Wen Chaolu! Tell me, where are you?" Xu Yan sat on the stone at the gate of the slum, staring at the bus stop sign, and there was a fire in his eyes, but he had to restrain himself .

Su Li asked him inexplicably, "What's wrong with you?"

"Wen Chaolu, don't lie to me, I have seen it all." Xu Yan closed his eyes and said angrily.

"See..." Su Li thought for a while before she understood what he meant, "Did you misunderstand something."

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