"you......"

Wen Qiao was so angry that her seven orifices were filled with smoke, she rushed to Wen Jing, and raised her hand to slap her.

Wen Jing's backhand directly turned her into a spinning top, and she spun several times before stopping.

If it wasn't for the fact that there was a table next to her, and she stretched out her hand to grab it, she might still have to turn around.

That face was instantly swollen, and the corners of the mouth were still bloodshot.

Wen Qiao coughed and spat out blood, mixed with a big white tooth.

Zhao Cuiling hurried to look at it, but was startled by her face and screamed.

"Ah, Brother Ting, come and see, Qiaoqiao is hurt."

Wen Yiting didn't move, his scrutinizing eyes fell on Wen Jing again.

This daughter was beyond his expectations.

The temperament has changed, it can be said that it is caused by the environment, when did the strength become so great?

To be able to slap a person who is heavier than her around?

Wen Jing ignored the howling mother and daughter, and looked at Wen Yiting coldly.

This glance, without any warmth, made Wen Yiting feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he shivered from the cold.

Before he could calm down, he heard a machine-like, emotionless voice:

"Comrade Wen, take your people, where did they come from, and where do they go back."

"I am no longer the one who is used as a maid by you at will."

"Brother Mo has his own opinions, and he doesn't like this kind of crooked melon."

"Also, don't worry about my pocket."

After the words fell, Wen Jing got up and walked to the yard.

Brother Han has had enough time to bask in the sun, he has to go back to the house to drink water and rest.

Comrade Wen... Comrade Wen?

Wen Yiting was shocked by this title.

So, she is quiet and doesn't even recognize his biological father?

Realizing this, Wen Yiting was furious.

The chill just now disappeared without a trace, replaced by anger.

Gritting his teeth, he rushed to the yard and roared, "Wen Jing, I'm your father, you've gone against the sky, and I won't bark anymore?"

Just when he was about to get behind Wen Jing, the latter said leisurely:

"If you don't want me to investigate my mother's affairs, take someone away immediately, and you are not allowed to appear in front of our husband and wife in the future."

Wen Yiting's footsteps stopped abruptly, and when he stepped out, the foot that was too late to be retracted was resentfully retracted.

At this moment, he was completely sure, Wen Jing, suspected that something was wrong with Liu Qingqi.

He still had an angry expression on his face, but obviously lost the previous momentum.

He snorted and said, "Go ahead and check it out, I'm upright, I'm sitting upright, I'm not afraid of you checking it out."

Wen Jing ignored someone who was pretending to be calm, and pushed Li Han back to the house.

The mother and daughter in the main room were still howling, and Wen Jing just entered the room as they were singing.

Pulling up the blindfold, let Li Han drink water and lie down, took off the earphone mp4, and said:

"You sleep for a while, I will cook, and I will let you change your taste at noon."

Just stew a chicken soup and add some oil and water to him.

In the past two days, I feel that he has lost weight.

Just tried it, the whole chicken can be stolen.

Take another fish, steam it and mash it for him to eat.

Li Han didn't speak, but pursed his lips and kissed.

Wen Jing smiled, leaned over, stamped him, helped him put the blindfold back on, and said softly, "Good boy, go to sleep."

Zhao Cuiling helped Wen Qiao out of the courtyard, unwilling to gain anything this trip, "Brother Ting, are you leaving like this?"

Wen Yiting stared at the room with a gloomy face.

He is unwilling, so what?

When Wen Jing came out, the family of three had already left, even taking away the things they brought.

She didn't care either, and went to work in the kitchen.

I thought it was just lunch for the two of them, but not only did Mo Xun come back, but Yin Lan was also with him.

It's just that little face straddled, what's going on?

Wen Jing didn't know why, so she brought the food into the house and asked, "Did the clothes sell?"

Yin Lan shook her head, a little annoyed, "Sister, all the clothes are sold, it's Liu Yanling."

"She found out that I was selling clothes and said she was going to report me for speculation."

Want to report?That means it hasn't been reported yet?

Wen Jing raised her eyebrows, always feeling that there was something to say, and asked, "What conditions?"

Yin Lan blushed, hesitated for a long time before saying:

"She said that if I was willing to have sex with her, she would not report me and would sell clothes for me. I don't want it."

Wen Jing: "..."

Mo Xun silently looked up at the sky.

He, an older leftover man, has not yet found a place, but this little kid is looking for a partner.

The point is, people are not willing yet.

It's so annoying to compare people to people! ! !

Yiyi, I want to get out of the bachelor team, so hurry up and accept me, woo woo~~

At this time, Mo Xun completely forgot that he also had a lot of rotten peach blossoms.

Looking at the dejected face of the little boy, Wen Jing wanted to laugh, but it was not easy to save him.

Asking Mo Xun to push Li Han out, Wen Jingjing and Mimi said a few words to Yin Lan.

Yin Lan's eyes lit up, swept away the previous haze, his face was full of joy, and he grinned and said:

"Really? Sister, I told you about it, will she really stop pestering me?"

Wen Jing nodded, "Well, you talk to her alone first, if she still doesn't give up, you come to me again, and I will go to Deng Xiong."

Deng Xiong likes Liu Yanling so much, if she knows her situation, she will feel bad.

It was also that time when she dragged Liu Yanling onto Deng Xiong's body and felt her pulse.

Wen Jing suddenly thought of a question and asked Yin Lan:

"By the way, why did Deng Xiong say he could fire your mother? What is his identity?"

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