remarry [rebirth]

Wen Jiu was a little itchy when he touched her. The moment she closed her eyes, a drop of tear that he blinked slipped down from the corner of her eyes.

The tears slipped down with a cool feeling, Wen Jiu wiped them off, sniffed, looked at He Lanshu and said, "Since when did you start investigating this matter?"

"A long time ago." He Lanshu patted Wen Jiu's head, and after sorting out the things on the table, he picked him up from the chair, opened the door of the study and returned to the bedroom.

Uncle Fu saw it from downstairs, and stopped what he was doing, but didn't speak.

After the door was closed, he stroked his chin, looked at the clean dishes in his hands and pondered—why is his young master Ajiu being carried around so weakly every time?It's like this at such a young age, what should I do when I'm old?

Fu Bo, who was thinking very seriously, put down the green vegetables in his hand, turned his head and returned to the freezer in the kitchen, walked around a few times, and finally picked out a tiger penis that had been frozen for a long time.

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Sometimes, in front of He Lanshu, Wen Jiu is like a child who has no ability to take care of himself, doing whatever he is asked to do.Following He Lanshu's movements, the clothes on his body gradually became less and less, and finally he changed into fluffy pajamas that fit well.

How early and how early?

Wen Jiu didn't ask this. After crying, people are always tired easily. When spring comes, people's spirits are not very good.

After the experience just now, he is actually in good spirits at the moment, but his eyes are really sore and hard to open.

"Go to bed later." He Lanshu pinched Wen Jiu's nose.

My eyes are still red after crying, and I’m going to sleep now, and it will definitely be even more uncomfortable when I wake up tomorrow morning.

Wen Jiu had such experience, but she really wanted to sleep.He lay on the bed and twisted a few times without wanting to get up, He Lanshu smiled helplessly, rolled up his sleeves and went into the bathroom to wet the towel with hot water.

After wiping her face, Wen Jiu became more energetic.

He sat up and moved to the side of the bed, He Lanshu had already returned to the bathroom to get another basin of hot water.He yawned slowly, and glanced at the photos He Lanshu put on the table, "I'll go to the hospital to see her later."

He Lanshu stopped washing Wen Jiu's feet, and looked up at him.

Wen Jiu stepped on He Lanshu's knee, hugged a pillow in her arms, her chin sank into the soft pillow, her mouth was faintly visible, "No matter what, I have to ask for a reason."

"She disappeared for so many years and suddenly reappeared in front of me. I don't believe it's just a coincidence." Wen Jiu lowered her eyelids slightly, looking at her feet absently.

His feet are more fleshy, and they are a bit smaller than the average adult man, and being held in He Lanshu's hands at the moment, he looks a little dainty and dainty.

Wen Jiu stared blankly, and saw He Lanshu pinching his feet and turning them around twice, as if examining something, and took a long time to wipe the water stains with a towel in satisfaction.

...so what the hell is he looking at!

Wen Jiu stared at her feet depressedly, but didn't see any flowers for a long time.

He Lanshu came back after pouring the water, and Wen Jiu's sleepiness was almost gone.

"Let Wang Dachun go with you." He Lanshu changed his clothes and hugged Wen Jiu comfortably, "Be careful."

"Okay." Wen Jiu smiled and buried her head a little deeper, "Can I sleep now?"

"Yeah." He Lanshu took off his glasses and put them on Wen Jiu's forehead with his eyes closed. The voice almost rang in his ears, "Good night."

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Wen Jiu was not in a hurry to go to the hospital either.

Lin Cuihua's leg was broken, but it was not serious. As long as the swelling of the wound subsided, surgery could be performed.And because the speed of the car was slow at that time, although it was a fracture, the degree was very slight.

These two days should also be when she was undergoing surgery. Wen Jiu didn't like going to the hospital very much, so she decided to wait until Lin Cuihua was discharged from the hospital, and he would visit her at home.

After all, the hospital was crowded and there were three other patients living in Lin Cuihua's ward. Wen Jiu had no plan to transfer her to another separate ward, and she couldn't run around for a few days.If he didn't take the initiative to find her, Lin Cuihua might become anxious instead.

Taking advantage of these few days, He Lanshu started from Lin Cuihua's side, and indeed found a lot of things.

Wen Jiu didn't intend to tell Wen Xia about these things.

Now she has to take Lan Lan with her every day. Although Lan Lan is already one year old and has almost recovered, Wen Jiu subconsciously has a feeling of weakness for those who have given birth.

And let Wen Xia know about this matter, it will only cause harm but no benefit.Wen Xia will be even more sad, and her feelings for Wen Jianguo will gradually turn into hatred.

He didn't want Wen Xia to live in hatred because of his affairs, it wasn't worth it.

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He went to class as usual today, and the person responsible for seeing him off was still Wang Dachun.

The people in charge of protecting Wen Jiu didn't know what agreement they had reached with the hospital. The security at the door didn't even stop them, and even politely opened the door to let them in.

Seeing from the corner of her eyes, Wen Jiu froze for a moment, touched her nose and simply sped up a little.

He has to believe that these bodyguards are all professional and have professional qualities... It must be an illusion that this feeling that looks very much like a nouveau riche showing off that he has a few younger brothers behind him.

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There was only one big class in the morning, and it ended at 10:30, but there was still an afternoon class in the afternoon, so Wen Jiu didn't go home and planned to go back to the dormitory.

Yan Lang happened to be there too, and Mr. Gong was very kind to him, as long as he had classes, he could attend classes at school, and he would go to his place when he was free.

Yan Lang still felt very regretful, and then often complained to Wen Jiu that he didn't want to go to class and wanted to live in Mr. Gong's house all the time.

Wen Jiu smiled at this thought, put the textbook under his arm, took out his mobile phone and dialed Yan Lang.

The waiting voice rang and was connected. Wen Jiu smiled, and before she could speak, she heard Yan Lang crackling and saying, "Ajiu, don't come back."

Wen Jiu stopped walking back to the dormitory building, "What's wrong?"

"Your father is waiting for you downstairs." Yan Lang frowned, stood up from the chair and opened the window.

The windows of the balcony of the dormitory can directly see the gate on the first floor. They have a good orientation and plenty of sunlight.Yan Lang saw Wen Jiu who was wearing a white dress and stood out among the crowd at a glance.

When Wen Jiu heard these words, he saw Wen Jianguo standing up from the rest chair under the tree. He pursed his lips, turned around towards the cafeteria, and faced Yan Lang on the other end of the phone. Said, "He has seen me."

"How about I go down and take you away?" Yan Lang had already picked up his coat and was about to go out when he spoke.

He forgot to change the slippers on his feet, and when he went out and went back, Wen Jiu said flatly on the phone, "No, I also want to know what he wants to do this time..."

As soon as Yan Lang's movements stopped, one foot just stepped on the inside of the shoe.He stood for a while, put his hands on his waist, stepped on the ground with his bare feet, and said to Wen Jiu, "Ajiu, let me tell you something you don't like to hear."

"It's true that Wen Jianguo is your father, but he has never fulfilled his responsibilities as a father. When you were young, you were beaten so hard that you couldn't get out of bed, and the high fever all night was caused by Wen Xia who stole your father's mobile phone in the middle of the night and called my father. I sent it to the hospital for you." Yan Lang thought again of the swollen old Gao's palm print he saw on Wen Jiu's face when he was a child, the black and purple black and purple mark took more than half a month to completely disappear, His nose fluttered, and he gritted his teeth and said, "For such a father, you are already doing him a favor by supporting him until the end of his life."

Before he gave Wen Jiu a chance to speak, he was afraid that Wen Jiu would hang up the phone, so he went back to the window on the balcony and said to the phone, "I tell you, he is going to hit you again. If you can't beat him, remember to run away." .”

Wen Jiu pursed her lips and smiled silently, "I know, thank you."

As he spoke, he hung up the phone and looked up to find his bedroom.

Most of Yan Lang's body peeked out of the window, waving at him, the bright spring sun poured down wantonly in the morning, hurting his eyes.

Wen Jiu blinked twice to get rid of the moisture in her eyes, turned her head and took two steps forward, and smiled mildly at Wen Jianguo who was a few steps away from him, "Dad."

"En." Standing not far from Wen Jiu, Wen Jianguo suddenly hesitated.

He waited downstairs for a long time, and he was actually a little angry.

Wen Jiu's mobile phone number changed, and he didn't tell him about it. He didn't find out that the mobile phone number that Wen Jiu had used before was empty.

He was angry in his heart, but because some things needed Wen Jiu again, the anger was suppressed again.

It was hot outside, and he was fat and prone to sweating, even if he was sitting under the shade of a tree.So his face had already darkened, and when he saw Wen Jiu approaching from a distance, his first thought was to question him properly.

But Wen Jiu was on the phone, as if she didn't see him.

He didn't know who Wen Jiu was on the phone with, but he didn't interrupt subconsciously. He saw a smile on Wen Jiu's face. It was a smile that had never appeared before him. It was clean and gentle, as if it was I've seen it before.

It was the first time Wen Jiu hadn't heard Wen Jianguo yelling at him. She glanced at him in surprise, but saw hesitation on Wen Jianguo's face. He said, "Is there anything you can do for me?"

"No, nothing." Wen Jianguo said, with shame on his face.

He took two steps forward first, but turned his head to find that Wen Jiu hadn't followed. He was about to ask, when Wen Jiu said, "If it's okay, I'm going back to get the books, and there will be classes later."

Wen Jianguo's face suddenly sank, he frowned and said, "I have seen your class schedule, there are only classes in the afternoon!"

He looked at Wen Jiu's silence, and suddenly thought of the slap he had slapped him in anger on the night of the New Year's Eve. There is no time to have dinner together, let's go."

Wen Jiu didn't say anything else this time, and followed with her head down.

Wen Jianguo's car is a BMW. Wen Jiu is not familiar with these brands, but when someone passes by the car, he will take a second look. It should not be cheap.

The first thing he did when he got in the car was to open the window. There was no other smell in Wen Jianguo's car, except for the lingering smell of perfume.

"Where do you want to eat?" Wen Jianguo asked after getting in the car. Wen Jiu was sitting in the back and was about to find a random restaurant, but he remembered that He Lanshu told him to eat well when he was leaving this morning. So he heard the words, "Let's go to Shaoxing Mansion."

Shaoxing Mansion can be regarded as a well-known hotel in City B. Wen Jianguo looked at him twice after hearing the words, but Wen Jiu didn't care. After speaking, he sat by the window to watch the scenery outside.

His symptoms of motion sickness didn't seem to improve at all. Since the moment he got into Wen Jianguo's car, Wen Jiu felt a little short of breath, and when he got out of the car, his face was already a little pale.

He Lanshu often brought him to Shaoxing Mansion before, and the waiters here were all experienced. Seeing that it was Wen Jiu coming, someone came over to park the car.

"Mr. Wen, is it still the private room from before?" The guest room manager saw Wen Jiu when he came down from the second floor, and immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.

These restaurants of theirs are often used to receive some distinguished guests, and it is the glory of their restaurant to be able to receive them like relatively famous people.

Most people can't get in if they want to, and some people don't want to get in, they beg to get in.

The cuisine of Shaoxing Prefecture is the same as the place name, but it accommodates many different cuisines. As long as you say it, you can make it.It is also because of this that when setting up a dinner, whether it is for false fame or for one's own appetite, the name of Shaoxing Mansion should appear more often.

"Yeah." Wen Jiu nodded.

After Wen Jianguo came in, he stopped talking—he had been here before, but most of them were not his host, and the places to eat were naturally in the lobby.

He rarely went to the private room on the first floor, and he never even went up to the second floor.

Thinking of this, Wen Jianguo glanced at Wen Jiu with a complicated expression.

He stood half a step behind him and didn't pass him. This discovery made Wen Jianguo stop his chest.

The guest room manager probably finally noticed that Wen Jianguo came with Wen Jiu, so he stepped aside a bit and said with a smile, "This is...?"

"It's my father." Wen Jiu introduced lightly, and said nothing else.

The manager of the guest room turned his gaze between the two of them indiscriminately, and smiled knowingly, "Come with me, both of you."

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There are two menus for Wen Jiu and Wen Jianguo. Wen Jiu is more or less grateful to the guest room manager. His appetite has been almost consumed by the car ride. After ordering a few light dishes and drinks, he put them aside.

When the dishes were all ready, Wen Jiu didn't move his chopsticks first, and just listened to Wen Jianguo, "Ajiu, you're at Wen's house now, how are you doing?"

Wen Jiu paused while she was folding napkins, raised her head, and looked straight at Wen Jianguo, "It's okay."

The ambiguous answer made Wen Jianguo a little uncertain.He glanced at Wen Jiu, "Eat."

Only then did Wen Jiu move his chopsticks.

This is not the private room that he and He Lanshu often go to, and I don't know how the manager arranges it, and the table is not even a revolving table.

A few small dishes that Wen Jiu ordered were inadvertently placed in front of him. He and Wen Jianguo sat facing each other, and the distance was so far that Wen Jianguo's chopsticks could not be reached at all.

Compared with the uniform red on Wen Jianguo's side, the green on Wen Jiu's side is very refreshing.

Sure enough, after eating for a while, Wen Jiu saw Wen Jianguo get up and answer a phone call.

He deliberately avoided going out by himself, Wen Jiu put down his chopsticks, and listlessly took out his phone.

The phone vibrated twice in his pocket just now, but he didn't open it and didn't want to give Wen Jianguo a reason to lose his temper.Now after taking it out, I found out that it was a text message sent to him by He Lanshu.

Ashu: Have you eaten yet?

Wen Jiu rolled her eyes suddenly, held the phone in both hands, put it under the table and replied: I'm eating.

As soon as he returned the text message, He Lanshu's phone call came over.

"Ah Shu." Wen Jiu called him with a smile. The nausea that had been rising just now had disappeared a lot. He picked up the shredded radish and stuffed it into his mouth. It was refreshing and delicious.

"What are you eating?" He Lanshu's side was very quiet, Wen Jiu listened attentively, reported the name of her dish, then remained silent for a while, and said, "I came out with my dad..."

He Lanshu also paused for a moment, then asked, "Where is it?"

"Shaoxing Mansion." As soon as Wen Jiu finished speaking, He Lanshu said, "Sun Jian asked your father to talk about things in Shaoxing Mansion at noon today."

Wen Jiu was taken aback, and had already heard the sound of talking and laughing outside the door.

Wen Jianguo opened the door first, and there were three or four people who were about his age behind him. When he saw Wen Jiu, Wen Jianguo smiled and waved at him, "Come on, Ajiu, let me introduce you Get to know some uncles."

Wen Jiu pursed her lips and stood up from the chair holding her phone.

He didn't hang up the phone, watched the call interface of the phone keep on, and then he slowly put it into his chest pocket.

Wen Jiu walked over with a blank expression, and stood by the door watching Wen Jianguo talking and laughing with those people.

They seemed to be waiting for someone, until Sun Jian's figure gradually appeared at the door, Wen Jianguo and those few people went up to meet him, and shook hands with him respectively.

With the back of her hand behind her, Wen Jiu followed slowly, watching the attendants on one side follow up, stood in front of Sun Jian and said, "Mr. Sun, your box is ready."

When returning from the second floor to the first floor, the expressions of the people next to Wen Jianguo suddenly became uneasy.

There are still many people who are eating in the lobby on the first floor. When they went upstairs, they received so many curious and envious eyes, how many gloating when they went downstairs now.

Wen Jiu stood on the steps and watched from a distance, but didn't follow. Sun Jian seemed to take care of him, and asked one more question, "Young Master Wen, aren't you busy today?"

Wen Jiu smiled and said nothing.

Wen Jianguo sneered, he couldn't hold back the face that Wen Jiu looked at, and smoothed things over, "Ajiu came out to eat with me, and unexpectedly, I ran into Mr. Sun."

Wen Jiu quietly watched Wen Jianguo speak with his eyes open.

He was still thinking that Wen Jianguo's temper had suddenly subsided a lot today, so he was here waiting for him.

Sun Jian laughed twice, and was about to go to the private room with a few people in front, but a group of people came in at the door.

Wen Jiu followed their gazes and saw He Lanshu walking in as if stepping on a piece of sunlight. The demeanor of He Lanzong walking in front of him and Zhou Manrou who was holding He Lanzong's wrist also immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

Wen Jiu was taken aback for a moment, and her gaze met Wen Xia who was beside He Lanshu.

Wen Jianguo couldn't pretend to be blind even if half of his body had already walked through the door.

Not many people in City B knew Wen Jianguo. The biggest impression of him was that his two sons and daughters all married into the Helan family. As for more, there were no more.

Many people once wanted to cooperate with the Wen family because of this matter, but after a long time, Wen Jianguo was greedy for quick profits.

After a long time, the Helan family didn't take care of the Wen family's business more, so that enthusiasm faded away.

Wen Jianguo's shoulders collapsed the moment he saw Zhou Manrou. In the eyes of everyone in Sun Jian, he first smiled and beckoned them in, and then walked over with Wen Jiu.

"In-laws." Wen Jianguo stretched out his hand with a smile. He is short and fat. Although his hair is thick, his face is greasy at the moment.In contrast, He Lanzong, who was upright and almost two heads taller than Wen Jianguo, looked even taller.

He Lanzong chuckled and shook hands with Wen Jianguo, "Mr. Wen."

"In-laws." Zhou Manrou still had a glove on her hand, and one of her hands was still in the crook of He Lanzong's arm. The phrase "in-laws" was not so much a statement, and the ending was slightly upturned, but a question.

Wen Jianguo's face immediately turned pale.

Wen Jiu looked hesitantly and turned back and forth between Zhou Man and Wen Jianguo, and saw He Lanshu waved his hand at him, signaling him to go over.

Wen Jiu walked up to him without any hesitation, and reached out to hold his hand.

Zhou Manrou smiled lightly again, and said to Wen Jianguo, "Dear family, today is Lan Lan's first birthday, and our family is here for a casual meal. You still have business to discuss here, so I won't bother you." gone."

They are a family.

Wen Jianguo's mouth trembled, his eyes avoided Wen Xia's gaze on him, and he rubbed his hands at Zhou Manrou and nodded, "Yes, yes."

Zhou Manrou withdrew her gaze, without any other expression on her face, and went upstairs holding He Lanzong's hand.

When Wen Xia passed by him, Lan Lan's little hand suddenly touched Wen Jianguo's hand on his stomach.

Wen Jianguo shuddered, looking at Wen Jiu and Wen Xia's backs where neither of them turned to look at him, he suddenly felt empty in his heart.

The author has something to say: Zhou Manrou: I just feel empty now, it's too late. 【Smile