Stand-in bride: Mr. Lu's first favorite wife

Thinking of Ouhe, she suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.

She has lived for more than 20 years and has been scolded by Ouhe.

Now, that woman she loathes so much is actually her biological mother?

Wen Xi couldn't accept it anyway.

The turmoil in my heart is like rushing sea water, which cannot be calmed down or calmed down.

She stood up and walked out of the room.

Walking in the corridor of the inpatient department, Wen Xi was in a daze. Someone bumped into her, and the other party said sorry. Wen Xi's pupils were a little dull and dull. She just looked ahead and continued walking, when suddenly she heard someone calling her from behind. name.

Wen Xi turned around.

Xu Zhuoran trotted over, "Your phone."

Wen Xi picked it up, and Xu Zhuoran said, "The phone kept ringing when you passed out. I picked it up for you. It was your friend who said to come right away."

Wen Xi glanced at the phone, it was An Wen's call, she just remembered that she promised An Wen to have dinner together tonight and talk about choosing the script for the next play, she really forgot.

Because what she learned tonight was too outrageous, Wen Xi couldn't digest it for a while, so she fainted.

"Doctor Xu, I...how is my mother?"

Xu Zhuoran said, "It's okay, don't worry. It's a small problem, but it will be observed in the hospital for a few days."

"Okay, I still have something to do, so I'll go first, Doctor Xu, see you tomorrow."

"Wen Xi." Xu Zhuoran gave her a box of candy, "Do you know that you have hypoglycemia? Don't be too tired at ordinary times, or your body won't be able to bear it."

Wen Xi took it over, "Thank you."

Xu Zhuoran smiled gently, "Then, see you tomorrow."

Wen Xi left the hospital and called An Wen back. She waited for 15 minutes at the entrance of the hospital. An Wen drove over and Wen Xi got into the car.

An Wen saw that Wen Xi's expression was not very good, and asked with concern, "How is it? Is Auntie okay?"

"It's okay." Wen Xi raised her hand and rubbed between her brows, she leaned on the seat behind her, "I want to drink."

An Wen: "It's getting late."

Wen Xi: "I'm tired and want to drink some wine."

An Wen looked at Wen Xi's face really badly. She didn't know what happened to Wen Xi, but there must be something bad. Could it be that Aunt Jiang's health is not good?An Wen didn't ask, and drove to a nearby bar.

She glanced left and right, parked the car, and walked in with Wen Xi.

She doesn't approve of artists coming to this kind of place.

Wen Xi hasn't released any of his works yet, and there is no popularity. Once it becomes popular, these will be black material in the future.

Wen Xi usually has good self-control and would never come to this kind of place, but tonight, she decided to indulge once.

Sitting on the booth, Wen Xi took a sip of the wine in the glass, and the cold alcohol-flavored water flowed down her throat. After it was cold, it felt hot, but Wen Xi raised her head and drank it in big gulps.

Wen Xi drank three cups in a row, An Wen quickly persuaded, "Don't drink, there are too many of these, you will have a terrible headache tomorrow."

Wen Xi looked at An Wen, her eyes were like a bottomless dry well, inside was the color of deathly silence, An Wen was startled, and quickly asked, "Sister Wen Xi, what happened? Is there something wrong with Auntie?" thing?"

She sat beside Wen Xi, supported Wen Xi, and took the wine glass from Wen Xi's hand.

Wen Xi smiled bitterly, shook her head and said, "An Wen, I'm really sad, I don't know who to tell...why did this happen to me..."