I couldn't stand it anymore, He Shao banged me on the wall every day, asking for remarriage.

Mrs. Qiao opened the yellow suitcase and touched a pile of saliva towels. The embroidery of small animals on them was lifelike. She put the things on the coffee table and her eyes instantly became kind. "I sewed these by myself before you were born." Every stitch and every thread of the saliva towel has never been left to anyone else. Even if I am doing work in the company during the day, I still have to rush to make it when I go home at night. I just want to make more useful items for you before you are born. "

Wen Wan stared at the pile of saliva towels on the coffee table. The fabrics on them were brand new, and the embroidery patterns were colorful and varied. It was obvious that Mrs. Qiao had put a lot of thought into them.

"I didn't know about your relationship with me before. At that time, I was very envious of Qiao Yiyi. I always imagined how great it would be if I were your granddaughter? I also wanted to have a loving grandma to protect me." Wen Wan As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and stroked the saliva towel, "Originally, I just wanted to stay in Shanghai and start a new life, but Master asked me to come back and find my roots. When I knew that I was Qiao Jianguo's biological daughter and your biological granddaughter, I As long as I think of that kidnapping accident, the hatred for you in my heart cannot be erased or healed."

Mrs. Qiao's hands trembled slightly. She could not wash away Wen Wan's hatred.

"Nanny, I will take responsibility for the wrong things I have done, but can you return to the Qiao family? You are the child of our Qiao family." She stared at Wen Wan with tearful eyes, silently praying for satisfaction. Answer.

Wen Wan shook her head and took back the palm that was stroking the saliva towel.

"I don't want to go back to Qiao's house," she said lightly.

The servant originally wanted to give them some refreshments, but when he heard that the atmosphere of the chat was not right, he hurriedly went out to call He Lanchen and asked him to come back.

Mrs. Qiao lowered her head, tears falling from her eyes.

"Nanny, it's because we didn't protect you well, and you suffered so much all these years when you were living outside." She stretched out her hand to take Wen Wan's little hand, but was afraid that her granddaughter wouldn't want to, so she had to take it back, "Grandma misses you every day. , Really. Grandma was wrong about Qiao Yiyi, and your parents were not wrong. You can disown me, but you can't disown them."

Wen Wan has also thought about this. Every time Qiao Jianguo looks at her, he looks at her with the kind eyes of an elder looking at a younger generation.

Human eyes don't lie.

"I couldn't get over the hurdle in my heart. The kidnapper you hired almost destroyed me... Also, because of that kidnapping, I lost my baby."

As long as Wen Wan thinks about the aborted baby, the pain doubles in her heart.

When Mrs. Qiao heard that her great-grandson had miscarried, she asked sadly, "Were you pregnant at that time?"

"Yes, originally I wanted to hide it from He Lanchen. As long as he divorced me, I would leave Jiangcheng with my baby and Nuannuan." Wen Wan's eyes instantly turned red when she thought of losing two close relatives at once during that period.

Mrs. Qiao finally knew the real reason why Wen Wan was unwilling to return to Qiao's house.

"I understand, Nannan, I have sorted out these things. You had no chance to use them back then. Can you please accept them now? For the sake of my sincere hope for your birth, can you accept them?" Qiao The old lady begged Wen Wan almost humbly.

Wen Wan turned her head, not daring to look at Mrs. Qiao, and nodded gently, "Well, I'll keep the things."

When Mrs. Qiao heard Wen Wan say these words, she slowly let out a breath.

"Thank you, Nannan, if you don't want to go back to Qiao's house, I can promise you that I will never appear in front of you." She still wanted to fight for opportunities for her son and daughter-in-law, so that Wen Wan would not reject family ties too much, "Your father and mother have spent so much time these years. You're not doing well, they've been longing for you to come home. Can you meet them occasionally, even for a meal?"

As Wen Wan listened to her words, her heart was filled with bitterness, and the heavy feeling made it impossible for her to breathe.

"Yes, I promise you."

She agreed to Mrs. Qiao's request.

Mrs. Qiao burst into tears and smiled, as if Wen Wan had given the Qiao family a ray of hope.

"Thank you." Mrs. Qiao stood up and thanked Wen Wan.

When she went out, she looked at Wen Wan with doting eyes, turned back with a kind smile, and was about to go out when she met He Lanchen who had returned.

"Grandma Qiao." He Lanchen greeted her.

Mrs. Qiao didn't expect He Lanchen to come back at this time. She said with a choked voice, "Lanchen, take good care of my daughter. It's my grandma's entrustment."

Before He Lanchen had time to answer, Mrs. Qiao walked out of the villa.

He asked the servant to see Mrs. Qiao off, while he walked into the living room, walked up to Wen Wan, and knelt on one knee.

"Why are your eyes so red? Have you cried?" He Lanchen asked.

Wen Wan lowered her head and tears kept falling. He reached out his hand, pinched her chin with his fingers, and wiped the tears from her face with his other big hand.

"She had someone kidnap me and cause me to lose my baby. I can't forget this. So on the way back to Jiangcheng from Shanghai, I decided not to go to Qiao's house to recognize my ancestors." She thought of her baby and cried. Got to be even sadder.

He Lanchen stopped wiping her tears and stared at Wen Wan's belly.

"Don't cry yet. If you don't want to go back to Qiao's house, we won't go back." He hugged Wen Wan, who was crying like a tearful person, and coaxed her softly.

She lay on his shoulder and cried sadly.

When Wen Wan had finished crying, she looked at the man who ran back from the hospital and asked, "Why are you in the villa?"

He Lanchen wanted to laugh, this little girl was not ambiguous at all when settling accounts.

"It was the servant who called me, saying that he found something wasn't right with you." He Lanchen's big hand held her small hand tightly, and his thumb pads gently rubbed on the back of her hand.

In Wen Wan's eyes, the subtle movements were his unique way of comforting her.

"Do you need to heal your injury?" Wen Wan gritted her teeth and scolded angrily with a stern face.

He Lanchen knelt on his knees in front of her, put his hands on both sides of her body, straightened up and leaned forward, kissing her soft and moist lips, "Don't worry, it won't affect the time and speed of my work. Wait for me Healing your injuries will definitely make you cry and beg for mercy every night..."

Wen Wan was so angry that she wanted to hit him after hearing his shameless words of love. He guessed what she was thinking. His big hands were faster than hers, and he firmly grabbed her hands and clasped her wrists together.

"Why are you thinking only about those yellow wastes?" She kicked him.

He Lanchen didn't hide, and Wen Wan didn't kick out his foot at all. It was just a feint to shoot.

"Because you can fill my head with yellow crap."

He Lanchen took the opportunity to express his love.

Wen Wan didn't know what to say. He felt that no matter what she said, he would have a way to reply.

"Don't kneel, get up quickly." She moved her wrists that were held by him.

He Lanchen

His dark eyes became burning, and his slender fingers touched his thin lips, "Why don't you kiss me?"