I read the minds of the whole family and I eat the melon, but the cannon fodder wife of the wealthy

Qiao Yuan nodded slowly, it turned out to be this reason.

Fu Xiyan sighed: "Hey, things in the world are unpredictable. These cannot be explained in a few words. Since my aunt's accident, my mother and grandma have been in great pain..."

*

Wen Langzhi came to Fu Yulang's bedroom. The furnishings here had remained the same for more than 20 years. After so many years, many old styles had been eliminated or even malfunctioned. Wen Langzhi insisted that the housekeeper purchase the exact same items, just to maintain the The original appearance of my daughter's bedroom is just like it was more than 20 years ago, as if nothing had happened yet.

Lying quietly on the bed was a pale-faced woman. Since her vital signs could only be maintained through various medicines over the years, she had become extremely thin. Her originally plump and rosy cheeks had shriveled up, and the pair of eyes that were once known as " "The most beautiful hand in the piano world" has become extremely thin, and the joints are clearly visible.

Wen Langzhi couldn't help but shed tears when she glanced at the photos on the table and saw her daughter lying on the bed relying on injections of medicine to survive. She took the clean, wet towel from the servant and wiped it carefully on Fu Yulang's cheeks, neck, arms...

Fu Yulang is her most beloved child, not only because she is the youngest and the only daughter in the family, but also because she is the child who is most like her, both in terms of temperament and talent in playing the piano. She has been talented since she was a child, and was invited to participate in national-level performances as a teenager. Many people call her her successor, and she is even better than her predecessors. The media evaluates her as a genius in the music industry and the most promising pianist. Home.

His daughter was supposed to have a bright future and a free life, but all this was ruined by an accident more than 20 years ago. Geniuses emerge in endlessly, and his daughter has been forgotten by many people...

Wen Lanzhi held Fu Yulang's hand tightly: "Lang'er, Mom dreamed of your dad again yesterday. He said that I was too lonely and wanted to take me away. But how could Mom be so relieved to leave? How could Mom be willing to give you to me? Leave it behind.”

She paused and sighed: "Your eldest brother and sister-in-law's family came over just now, bringing your niece, nephew, daughter-in-law, and niece. I couldn't help but lose my temper with your sister-in-law..." Wen Lanzhi smiled bitterly and said: "If You would have made trouble with me a long time ago if you were still sober."

"I know she can't be blamed for what happened back then. What happened back then was an accident and she was also a victim, but..."

Wen Lanzhi choked up twice: "I can't get over this hurdle in my heart no matter what. As long as I see her, I will think of you. I'm thinking if you didn't quarrel at that time, if she didn't leave in anger, if our search and rescue team could take action It has to be faster, right? Will all this not happen? Will you still be alive and kicking by your mother's side..."

"Lang'er, if you can hear me, can you talk to your mother? It's been twenty-four years..."

There was silence in response to her, and the person on the bed remained pale and motionless.

*

The Wen family and the Fu family were family friends. When Wen Ying heard that the old lady was sick, she hurried over to visit her. She called Fu Chuan before she came, but there was a busy signal on the other side, so Wen Ying came to the old house by herself.

"Ms. Wen, are you here to visit the old lady?"

Wen Ying held her bag and nodded.

The old housekeeper was confused: "It's not a coincidence that you came here. The old lady is in Miss Yulang's room. I don't want anyone to disturb her for a while."

Wen Ying nodded and said, "It doesn't matter, I can wait here. I really can't let go without seeing the nanny's condition with my own eyes."

The old housekeeper nodded, bowed and extended his hand: "Miss Wen, please come this way."

Wen Ying nodded, followed the housekeeper and walked in wearing a pure white dress.

Wen Ying had been to the old house many times and followed the old housekeeper with ease. She waited on the sofa in the living room and accepted the fruit tea handed over by the old housekeeper.

"Lemon jasmine tea, I remember this is Miss Wen's favorite."

After taking it, Wen Ying thanked you: "Thank you, I didn't expect you still remember..."

About half an hour later, the old housekeeper came over and said, "Miss Wen, the old lady has gone back to her room. Please follow me upstairs."

Wen Ying put the cup in her hand on the table in front of her. She arranged her clothes and followed the old housekeeper upstairs.

"Xiaoying, are you here?"

Wen Ying nodded and stepped forward: "Grandma, are you feeling better?"

Wen Lanzhi nodded: "It's much better." She seemed to think of something and looked around: "Where is Fu Chuan? Didn't he come with you?"

There was a bit of bitterness in Wen Ying's throat. She didn't know how to explain that Fu Chuan had not contacted her for a month. Ever since he went out to collect shooting materials, he began to become indifferent to himself, and even claimed to have a girlfriend.

Wen Ying didn't know why Fu Chuan wanted to hide from her. She thought he might have something to hide. She believed in him, and she was willing to wait for the day when he would open his heart to her.

"Fu Chuan... he has been busy on the crew. He is preparing a new variety show. He has little time recently."

Wen Lanzhi nodded without thinking too much. She just smiled and said: "You two grew up together and have a deep relationship. It is not wise to confirm the relationship as early as possible while you are young. It is not wise to wait and see."

Wen Ying nodded, but a bit of sadness lingered in her heart.

Wen Lanzhi watched Wen Ying grow up and regarded her as half a granddaughter, and asked her kindly about her current situation.

After a while, Wen Ying saw the sleepiness and exhaustion on Wen Lanzhi's face and said goodbye: "Grandma, I am relieved to see that you are fine. You can take a good rest and I will come see you another day."

Wen Langzhi smiled kindly: "Okay."

Wen Ying held on to the handrail of the stairs, but at the corner she met the person downstairs.

Her face instantly turned pale, she held onto the armrest tightly, and her body trembled slightly.

"Achuan, what are you looking at?" The charming voice brought back Fu Chuan's thoughts, and he shook his head: "It's okay, I saw an acquaintance."

Xu Yao lifted his chin, her charming face full of possessiveness: "Humph, not even acquaintances, you can only look at me, I don't allow you to look at other women."

Fu Chuan smiled and nodded: "Okay, it's just up to you."

Wen Ying ran downstairs quickly, almost falling down on the way. She looked down at Fu Chuan and the woman holding his arm intimately, her voice trembling:

"Fu Chuan...she, who is she?"

Wen Ying's tone made Fu Chuan frown: "Why do you question me? Am I familiar with you?"

Xu Yao looked at Wen Ying, a dark light flashed in her eyes, and she said with a smile: "I should be the one to ask you, who are you? What is your relationship with my boyfriend?"