Chapter 85: Getting close to you for money

Wen Shuyang turned his head and shouted to the people in the hall: "My aunt is going to find a boy."

After the words came to his mind, he couldn't help but be stunned.

sky!

He just said the word "sister" so casually???

Wen Shuyang's face suddenly became hot and he wanted to cover his face and run away.

So shy.

Wen Jiu was a little angry. She was so old that she would be asked by the younger generation when she went out?

But when I heard the name of my nephew and grandson, I suddenly felt a little better.

Wen Jiu raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and said earnestly: "Children, don't stay up late, take a break early."

Wen Shuyang: “………”

Bai Canwei and others were called over by him, and they all looked at Wen Jiu worriedly, not worrying about her going out.

"It's almost nine o'clock, it's too dangerous for my aunt to go out alone. I'll accompany you." This was what Wen Zichuan said.

Wen Jiu glanced at him, but he wanted to speak but stopped.

It's only nine o'clock.

She wanted to ask if Wen Zichuan has no nightlife?

According to her original plan, she was going to deal with Claire tonight and the intermediate blackener who colluded with him.

Unexpectedly, something went wrong with Ji Xianyan.

If the child doesn't answer her phone, she can't absorb stable energy.

And he cannot sense his existence, and he cannot even move instantly.

I had to go to his house.

Facing those pairs of eyes full of concern, Wen Jiu said seriously: "I am not a seventeen-year-old girl. I am very mature. You don't have to worry."

Then, the concern in those pairs of eyes became disbelief.

Warm wine: “………”

At this time, the boy who could not sense the warm wine was sitting lazily on the hanging chair in the courtyard. The wind blew the leaves and the silver moonlight shone on his pale face.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, followed by a slightly old voice, with concern, "Ayan, how are you doing?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Ji Xianyan's mouth twitched a few times less obvious.

Just as he was thinking, he heard another sentence, "A Yan, his face looks so ugly, why didn't the doctor come over?"

Mr. Ji looked at his younger son's slightly white lips, and his old face was filled with heartache.

Ji Xianyan waved his hand, his voice very light, as if he had no strength: "No, it's better tomorrow."

"Actually, it's normal to be heartbroken." Mr. Ji sighed earnestly.

Ji Xianyan: “………”

The boy frowned, "Who said I was heartbroken?"

Mr. Ji: "It's my childhood! I finally said that a girl named Wenjiu likes you, but you found that she was approaching you for money, and she was heartbroken and heartbreaking."

Ji Xianyan: “………”

What is the dog-good guy Pei Shijin talking nonsense about the old man’s face?

"Oh, it would be great if this insulator of the opposite sex could be cured!" Mr. Ji sighed again.

Looking at the youngest son's frown, empty eyes, and pale and haggard face because of excessive sadness, Mr. Ji felt so distressed.

He returned to the hall and was thinking about how to comfort Ji Xianyan.

It's quite difficult. It's really pitiful since I was a child, I haven't liked it from girls since I was a child.

At this moment, the housekeeper hurried to him, "Old man, there is a girl named Wenjiu outside who wants to see the young master, saying that she is the young master's classmate."

Warm wine?

This name is quite familiar!

Mr. Ji thought for a moment, and his face changed slightly.

Isn’t this the culprit who made Ayan so sad that he almost broke his heart for the sake of money?

He narrowed his slightly sunken eyes and snorted coldly: "Let her come in!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!