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Chapter 11 The cannon fodder for the bloody plot 11

After learning about Fengyi's situation, Mother Wen cried her heart out. When she saw her for the first time, she hugged her in her arms and said, "My poor daughter."

Looking at the injuries on her body, this woman who had been looking for her daughter for the rest of her life was in pain: "It's all my fault, mom. Mom shouldn't have agreed to let you get engaged to that boy from the Gu family. I was the one who hurt you."

"Mom, don't blame yourself. It's not your fault. You asked me for my opinion back then."

Fengyi shook her head gently. The original owner really overdid the engagement, but she didn't expect that it was all just a conspiracy.

She is a few years younger than Wen Mu and others, so she doesn't know much about the love and hatred between the male and female protagonists.

In addition, she is devoted to art and runs out whenever she has time. She has no time to listen to such gossip.

She only knew that Lin Nianke was in love and had never met Gu Yishen. Wen Mu also thought she was young and never told her this.

At that time, she had met Gu Yishen a few times and saw him caring for small animals, doing charity, and pursuing Dongfeng's art. She did have some good feelings, so she agreed.

In her previous life, Wen Yue never blamed her parents until her death. She just felt that she had let her parents down.

Although Mother Wen is a painter, her job is quite special and she has to go out with the national team at any time. When she learned that her daughter had someone she liked, she also checked out Gu Yishen.

Perhaps because of the aura of the protagonist, or perhaps because he is the male protagonist of this world, Mother Wen became more and more fond of it. When Mr. Gu proposed an engagement between the two younger generations, she agreed without even thinking.

Regarding Wen's mother's inquiry, Feng Yi did not hide anything, and chose some experiences to talk about in a calm tone.

Seeing her calm expression, as if she was telling someone else's story, Mother Wen's heart ached, and she turned her head slightly to wipe away her tears.

Her daughter is in such pain, she can no longer cry and let her comfort herself in turn.

After learning about the stupid thing her son had done, Mother Wen took a deep breath and couldn't hide the suppressed anger in her tone: "Where is your brother?"

"My brother, him." Fengyi hesitated, not knowing what to say.

"Did he go out to look for that girl from the house next door again? This scoundrel makes me so angry."

Mother Wen was angry. This scoundrel dared to look for him at this time. Was it because she couldn't hold the knife or the stick?

The Wen family had a house in the countryside. When Mr. Wen got tired of the hustle and bustle of the city, he moved to the countryside and often stayed there with other people.

Mother Wen's impression of Lin Nianke was still from a few years ago. Compared with other people, the child was so cool and very lovable.

But now when she thought about how entangled she was with her daughter's fiancé, and kept saying that they were true love and her daughter was the third party, she couldn't cope with it.

There is no moral bottom line and no sense of shame. Even if they were truly in love, they had already broken up when my daughter got engaged to the man named Gu.

Not to mention, they planned this engagement to bully Wen Yue, who is kind and easy to deceive.

Thinking of this, Wen's mother felt her hands suddenly itchy and wanted to give Wen Mu a little bit of childhood refreshment.

Seeing her burning anger, Feng Yi hesitated to speak, her eyes wandered, and she lowered her head and played with her fingers.

What should she say?

She said that she beat her brother, and then he whined in pain all night long, which disturbed her, so she beat him again, and then threw him out like garbage.

"Mom, I just accidentally touched my brother slightly. Well... maybe I was too heavy when I did it."

Mother Wen raised her brows and touched her little head lovingly: "Well done, my mother will help you sign up for a class another day, or hire some bodyguards for you, and beat him up when nothing happens, so as to promote the relationship between brother and sister."

Mother Wen was not worried at all about how strong her daughter could be with her small body.

As for my son, it’s fine as long as he can’t die.

Fengyi felt a little guilty. When she got up in the morning, she went out and looked for him, but she couldn't find him.

Weird things happen every year, but this year there are especially many.

He was such a living person, but why did he just disappear? The system didn't say he was still alive, so Feng Yi even doubted whether he had been abducted and had his waist raped.

"Stop looking, I'm here."

A voice like a resentful ghost sounded. Fengyi and Wen's mother looked at them at the same time, and they were immediately startled: "What the hell!"

At this time, Wen Mu was covered in bandages, with only two eyes, a nose and a mouth exposed. He was limping with a cane, which was very pitiful.

"Where did this person come from? It's really unlucky to have such a resentful look on his face. Uncle Fang, why don't you drive him out and scare the young lady?"

Mother Wen's eyes widened, and she took out a few pieces of cash from her bag, as if sending a beggar: "Take it, go out and turn left."

Wen Mu looked at this dramatic scene in stunned silence: "Mom, it's me! Don't you recognize me? I'm your son."

"I know."

Mother Wen curled her lips, if it weren't for her son, would she have been kicked out? She still had a good sense of humor and hospitality.

"Wen Mu, how dare you scare me? I think your wings have become stiff, and now you don't even take me seriously."

"Mom, I don't have one!" Wen Mu said with a bitter look on his face.

His mother is good at music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She looks very elegant and ladylike, like a young lady from ancient times, but her personality is completely opposite.

"How dare you talk back? When you bullied your sister, did you ever think about me and how you promised me in the first place?"

Mother Wen sneered and glared at him: "I asked you to scare me..."

It doesn't matter whether he was scared or not. What's important is that now he wants to beat his son, no matter who comes, it won't work.
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