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

When Wen Wan was having dinner at the villa, Mrs. He's call happened to come in.

"Grandma." She answered the phone in front of Qiao's family.

Qiao Jianguo and Mrs. Qiao consciously lowered their voices, and their small actions made Wen Wan's heart feel very warm.

Only those who are loved deserve to be respected. The actions of the Qiao family and his wife warmed her heart that had been wandering for many years.

"Master." Wen Wan shouted.

Mrs. He at the other end of the video captured the He family couple from the camera angle. She smiled tenderly at Wen Wan in front of the camera.

"Why are you having dinner so late?"

She stared at Wen Wan lovingly.

Wen Wan fiddled with the rice in the bowl and lowered his head to take a sip of chicken soup. "Yes, mainly because there were so many people and the atmosphere was good, so I ate longer."

When Qiao Jianguo heard her say that the atmosphere was good during the meal, he excitedly held his wife's hand.

The couple were as excited as children. Getting a word of approval from their daughter was better than signing a business worth tens of millions.

"Wanwan, life is not easy. Master thinks you should follow your inner voice. Whether it is family or love, Master has nothing to explain. I am afraid that you will be too carefree in Shanghai alone, so I made a phone call. Come and check it out." Mrs. He spoke with extremely high emotional intelligence.

She did not say that she called because she was worried that Wen Wan would be lonely, but instead used another explanation tactfully.

"Well, don't worry, Master, I know what to do."

Wen Wan smiled brightly at Mrs. He in front of the video camera.

After the video call ended, Wen Wan picked up her rice bowl again, and Qiao Jianguo used serving chopsticks to help her pick up the food, "Nanny, the salt and pepper shrimp balls are good, you seem to like them very much."

"Thank you." Wen Wan took the bowl from Qiao Jianguo.

When Qiao Jianguo put down the serving chopsticks, Mrs. Qiao also picked up the other soup bowl she had on hand, "Nanny, you also like to drink this pickled fresh food. I will help you fill a bowl, and you can drink more tonight." If it’s too late, you can stay here and have your own private room.”

Wen Wan held the bowl and chopsticks. She didn't speak for a long time, and the tip of her nose was sour.

She has lived in the Wen family for many years and has experienced countless beatings and abuses.

At that time, she was always thinking, why did her family abandon her so cruelly? If you don't love her, you don't have to choose to let her come into this world.

"When I was a child, I was beaten by the Wen couple. I would always cry secretly in the dark. I was wondering why you had to abandon me after you gave birth?" Wen Wan's eyes were red and her voice was choked. "Later I realized that it turned out that No one abandoned me from the beginning to the end, I was stolen. I want to know the truth about what was stolen back then. As long as I investigate clearly, I must ask the thief why he did this?"

Qiao Jianguo handed over the tissue and held his wife's trembling hand tightly under the dining table.

"Nanny, we are in pain too. Every night when we can't sleep, your mother and I always wonder, what has become of our daughter? We even use advanced technology to model, wondering what you will be like when you grow up. What kind of facial features will it become? Even if it is fake, even if the edges and corners of the face are not clear enough, as long as we see the model, we comfort ourselves that at least we have one thought." Qiao Jianguo turned around, raised his head and secretly erased it tears.

Mr. Zhai took out his mobile phone. He unlocked the photo album and handed the phone to Wen Wan.

"At that time, I was also outside the delivery room, busy visiting your mother. Taking advantage of the chaos, I asked the doctor in the delivery room to take a video of your birth. Over the years, we have been imagining your appearance based on this video. Grandpa I wake up every day and pray to God to let you go home early and keep me healthy until the day you come home."

After Mr. Zhai finished speaking, he pushed away his chair and walked out of the restaurant.

Wen Wan was hugged by Mrs. Qiao, held her in her arms, and let out a heartbreaking cry.

, "My poor daughter, when I find the one who killed Qian Dao, my mother will definitely help you take revenge."

A dinner turned into a symposium. Wen Wan cried and felt very sleepy, and was eventually taken to the bedroom upstairs to rest by the servant.

She pushed the door open and went in. There was a nightgown on the bed. It was light pink. It even had underwear and underwear, and the size was still correct.

"I calculated these sizes based on your weight, plus the professional recommendations from the counter staff." Mrs. Qiao stood outside the door, holding a tray in her hand, "Drink this glass of milk before going to bed to help you fall asleep. .”

"Thank you."

Wen Wan walked to the door and reached out to take the tray.

Mrs. Qiao looked at her with a smile and said, "Go and rest! I will stay in Shanghai during this period and let Jianguo return to Jiangcheng."

"Then can I come back to eat from time to time? Sometimes I feel very tired after get off work and don't want to cook by myself."

Wen Wan spoke naturally.

Mrs. Qiao was very happy when she heard that Wen Wan was coming for dinner, "Of course, you are welcome at any time. This is your home, and you have the freedom to go home."

Her eyes were red and she nodded gently, "Thank you, the word home sounds so warm to me."

The mother and daughter chatted for a while, and Qiao Jianguo walked towards them after taking a shower.

"Honey, the water is ready. Go take a bath and let your daughter rest!"

He held his wife's hand jealously because he didn't want her to monopolize his daughter for too long.

Mrs. Qiao saw through Qiao Jianguo's thoughts and warned Wen Wan again before leaving, "Put the air conditioner remote control in the drawer of the tap cabinet. If you feel cold or hot, turn it on yourself. If you don't mind, I will do the same in the evening." Come here for a ward check to see if you are sleeping comfortably."

Wen Wan smiled softly at them. It felt good to feel that someone loved her for the first time.

Jiangcheng.

Zhuang Jingxian was sitting in the studio, holding a wine glass in her hand, drunk and hazy.

"Tell me, why couldn't I have persevered back then? Maybe, if I gritted my teeth and took you away from that hellish place, maybe our ending would have been different." She sat swaying, and the red wine in the glass spilled on On a luxurious silk skirt.

Someone came over and stood behind her with the chill of the night.

"Coming?" Zhuang Jingxian opened her mouth drunkenly without looking back.

"Let's go back!"

The man reluctantly advised her.

Zhuang Jingxian put down her wine glass, covered her face with her hands and cried bitterly, "I don't want to go back. When I wake up from the dream, you will not be in that world. I've had enough, and I really don't want to live a miserable life anymore."

The man didn't speak, sighed softly, and then handed over the handkerchief from behind.

Zhuang Jingxian didn't pick it up. She put down her hands, picked up the wine glass again, and drank the red wine in one gulp.

"After all these years, are you still unwilling to take this step?" She finally despaired.

The man pinched the handkerchief in his hand and turned a deaf ear to Zhuang Jingxian's words.

"You and I both have a new life, so why linger on the past?"

She closed her eyes in pain, the man's words were like sharp needles, piercing her fragile heart.