"Xin'er!" Wen Suxin followed Wenxin, and when she reached the stairs on the third floor, she suddenly called out to the figure in front of her.
This was the first time Wen Wen came to Yin's house for a few days. She and Wen Suxin spoke for the first time. As soon as Wen Wen heard her voice, she stopped, then turned to look at her, "Mom!"
"You and Tian Qing..." Wen Suxin looked a little embarrassed and hesitated, but didn't know how to ask her.
"Have you ever..."
"Xin'er, we are at Yin's house now. You and Tian Qing should keep some distance, okay?" Wen Suxin grabbed her hand and asked in a consultative tone. Wen Xin looked at the wrinkles between her eyebrows and her eyes.
With her loving eyes, she couldn't help but nodded obediently, "Mom, I understand!"
"Good boy!" Wen Suxin's hand involuntarily touched her cheek. This familiar move reminded Wen Wen that her mother's hands were still so warm when she was little.
At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise downstairs. Wen Suxin hurriedly ran downstairs, followed by Wenxin. Then she saw a drunk Yin Zhenghao climbing the stairs supported by a servant.
"I'll do it!" Wen Suxin took him from the servant's hand, and Wenxin also ran to the other side to hold his arm.
Because Yin Tianqing is recuperating at home these days, and Yin Tianqi is busy picking up girls, all the company's entertainment falls on Yin Zhenghao.
In the warm memory, Yin Zhenghao should be a man who is very good at controlling himself, but today, how could he be so drunk?
"Drinking so much wine... I'll make him some sobering soup!" Wen Suxin and Wenxin helped him into the room, lay down on the bed, and then went downstairs uneasily.
"Uncle Yin, Uncle Yin!" Seeing that he didn't respond, Wen Wen tried to wipe his flushed face with a towel. When she thought of Yin Tianqing's alcohol poisoning after drinking that night, her heart began to twist involuntarily.
"Qianhui, Qianhui..." Yin Zhenghao suddenly opened his eyes, the crystal chandelier reflected his eyes brightly, then he grabbed Wenxin's hand and called a woman's name.
Wen Xin was startled, and quickly threw away the towel in her hand. When she wanted to struggle away, Yin Zhenghao pinched her wrist hard, "Qian Hui, you are back, aren't you? I miss you so much..."
Wen Xin listened hard to the name he called, Qian Hui... was Yin Tianqing's mother's name, right?
"Mom!" When Wen Wen saw Wen Suxin coming back, she quickly stood up. Yin Zhenghao still held on to her, his eyes blurred, staring at Wen Wen infatuatedly. It was the infatuated look of a man looking at a woman, "Qian Hui..."
"Zhenghao, you're drunk. This is Wenxin. Qianhui is dead!" Wen Suxin's hands trembled a little, then she broke away his hand on Wenxin's wrist and put the sobering soup to his mouth.
He pushed away ungratefully, still looking at Wen Xin.
Wen Xin suddenly felt pitiful for Wen Su Xin. Could it be that deep in Yin Zheng Hao's heart, he could never forget the woman he loved so much?
However, the woman who lies beside him every day and shares the same bed with him is her mother!
"Mom, let me feed him!" Wen Xin watched as Yin Zhenghao resisted Wen Suxin's approach, then took the bowl from her hand and handed it to Yin Zhenghao's mouth. He drank the bowl in her hand with a smile.
Sobering up soup.
After Wenxin helped him lie down again, she pulled the quilt and covered him. The man who was over fifty years old also had some gray hair, but he would also be so fragile sometimes.
She raised her head and saw Wen Suxin staring at her intently, as if looking for someone's shadow through her. This was not the first time Wenxin had this strange feeling.
"Mom, that Qianhui..." Wen Wen mentioned that name, but Wen Suxin hurriedly covered her ears, feeling a little too emotional, "Xin'er, don't ask, don't ask me..."
Wenxin suddenly shut up, glanced at Wen Suxin with a complicated expression, and then walked out quietly.
She once saw a family portrait in Yin Tianqing's room. The mistress of the Yin family turned out to be Qian Hui, and her name was as touching as her person...
Yin Tianqing's health was no longer serious. After recuperating at home for half a month, he was ready to take Wenxin to move into his villa.
Because he knew that Yin Yunxuan would be on guard against Wen Xin, Mo Sijue became a frequent visitor to the Yin family. However, after she lied to him that time, he left angrily. Mo Sijue has not been to the Yin family for a long time.
Yin Yunxuan was depressed all day long and didn't even want to go to class. Wenxin later learned from Yin Tianqing that Mo Sijue's grandfather passed away and he went to England!
Wen Xin suddenly remembered the Rose Manor where she and Mo Sijue lived together not long ago, and that radiant old man. Why had he already passed away in just over a month?
"Do you like it here?" Yin Tianqing didn't know when he came up behind her and hugged her. He had a very refreshing men's perfume smell on his body, giving her a very safe and comfortable feeling.
Wen Xin suddenly felt that when she was with Yin Tianqing, she relied more on instinct!
Because she had no father since she was a child, Yin Tianqing was the mountain in her mind, and she gradually couldn't figure out whether her feelings for Yin Tianqing were mostly love or family affection?
"I like it, you can watch the starry sky here!" Wen Wen pointed to the transparent glass viewing balcony. The stars were shining in the dark, as if covered with a wedding veil. Every decoration here was according to her favorite style.
"We will get married when you graduate!" Yin Tianqing kissed her fair neck. The weather in early winter was already a bit cool. Wen Xin was wrapped in Yin Tianqing's coat. Despite Wen Suxin's strong objection, he still brought her out!
Wen Xin nodded silently. She believed in Yin Tianqing, so she was willing to give everything to him!
In the days without Mo Sijue, her warm life seemed to have returned to the starting point, but she knew very well that no matter how hard she tried to convince herself, she could never act like she had never known that man!
Yin Yunxuan did not come to trouble her again. There was no conflict between them now. Wen Xin was secretly looking forward to it. Will she still be so calm when Mo Sijue appears in front of her again?
"Xin'er, Xin'er!" After leaving the library, Wen Wen was holding a book in a daze when Qiao Lin suddenly came to her ear and called her name loudly.
Wen Xin shivered, and the book she was holding in her hands fell from her arms. She hurriedly knelt down to pick it up. After a moment, a pair of men's leather shoes suddenly appeared in front of her. She looked up and saw a tall man standing in front of her.
The sharp-edged features were domineering. In the blink of an eye, Wenxin had crouched down and looked at her with a charming smile, "HI, we meet again!"