This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

   Chapter 691 You think too much, we don’t blame you!

"That's it!" Rong Yun naturally knew what happened in Wen's house that day. Now that everyone in the Duanmu family is there, she can't say much. She can only nod her head and said to the two sisters in a kind gesture: "Then. You two girls, go over, my old lady won't bother you mother and daughter to talk sweet things!"

  This is very harsh.

  Wen Cheng glanced at Rong Yun when she got up. There was no temperature in the bottom of her eyes, she tugged at the corner of her mouth, and pulled Shi Qi towards Duanmu Lanya.

  ……

  Partial hall, the light is very bright.

  The three people sat on the sofa in the side hall one after another, and no one spoke for a while.

Duanmu Lanya sat on the opposite side somewhat restrainedly. She curled up her fingertips, scanned the dark night outside the window, and asked after a few thoughts, "You two live here, are you still used to it?" ?"

  Yan Shiqi raised her eyes and looked at her. After a long time no see, the corners of the eyebrows and eyes of Mrs. Wen seemed to be stained with wind and frost. Even if the posture was still graceful, there were too many emotions in her eyes, and the whole person was very tired.

  She pursed her lips. Before she could speak, Wen Cheng had already made her first scream, "Very good, my grandfather's house, what's unaccustomed to."

  Wen Cheng answered straightforwardly, his eyes fixed on Duanmu Lanya, calmly without a trace.

  Obviously they are mothers and daughters, but because of their preference and harm, they have caused such an unfamiliar scene.

  Wen Cheng didn’t think there was anything wrong, but she was not good at herself, no wonder her parents didn’t like it.

However, when she returned from a serious injury, she did not receive a word of love and care. On the contrary, her biological parents still showed concern about the evil deeds of Wen Zhi Kite, which made her believe that her unpleasantness was innate. Coming.

  Perhaps, Wen Orange’s indifference is mixed with too many stories. When they gather together bit by bit, it becomes a thorn in the apex that is difficult to remove.

  For Yan Shiqi, Duanmu Lanya may be more of an identity, a name, a stranger with the same blood flowing through her.

  At this moment, the two sisters are in different moods, but their behavior towards Duanmu Lanya is almost the same.

  Danmu Lanya heard Wen Orange's response, and her breath froze for a moment.

  Her eyes were red, and she murmured in a trembling voice, "Orange, Xiao Qi, are you still blaming me? Back then..."

  The words are on the lips, but it is difficult to speak.

  Danmu Lanya has lived for so long, and she has never felt so difficult to reveal her heart.

  She did not open her cheeks, and wiped her eyes with her thumb. Before she could sort her emotions, she heard Wen Cheng speak, "Mom, you think too much, we didn't blame you."

  Hearing this, Duanmu Lanya’s eyes burst into surprise, "Orange, really?"

  Wen Cheng looked at her excitedly, and pulled her lips to a faint smile, "If we blame you for being useful, then it might not have been like that at Wen's house."

   Duanmu Lan’s look in Ya’s eyes dimmed, and she was also startled!

Wen Cheng looked at her, took Yan Shiqi's hand and rubbed it in her palm. She sighed and said, "Mom, actually you don't need to be like this. You like Wen Zhiyuan, there is nothing wrong with it. , Everyone will have a favored child.

  If you blame you, it’s not at all. I just feel that if I knew that you were so reluctant to know the kite, I would rather continue to feign death and keep it as it is.

  Think about it now, even if Wen Zhiyuan really killed me, it would be nothing more than losing a child you don’t like. It shouldn’t matter. "

  (End of this chapter)