After hearing this, Song Xiyuan silently responded lightly and said, "Be careful in the future."

After hearing this, Wen Cai's nose suddenly felt sore for some reason. However, because Luola was behind her, she didn't want her to see her lose her composure and told Song Xiyuan, so she suppressed the inexplicable throbbing in her heart and agreed: "I understand."

There was another long silence, as if neither of them knew what to say, and it felt suffocating.

At this time, Luola had already pushed Wen Cai to the elevator. She finally found the topic and said, "I'm going into the elevator, I won't talk about it."

After pausing for a moment, Song Xiyuan replied: "Yes."

Wen Cai hung up the phone suddenly and put the phone back into his handbag, but his body suddenly became stiff and he had no extra strength.

The elevator went straight to the parking lot on the ground floor, and Rora pushed her to the front of the car before supporting her and letting her sit in the back seat.

Until he drove away, Wen Cai was still not at all and was in a daze, so he couldn't see it. On the other side of the parking lot, a Land Rover was parked quietly, and the people inside were always watching her. It was not until the car she was riding in drove out of the parking lot that he followed and drove out slowly.

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Wen Cai sprained his foot and hasn't been to the company for a long time. Over the past few days, news about Wen Lin and An Helian in the media has been overwhelming. Even if Wen Cai doesn't pay attention to it deliberately, he will always see it inadvertently.

If even a veteran in love like Anhelian can't help Wen Lin, then her cowardly sister who "likes to choose to escape" will naturally be helpless. Wen Cai thought about this very clearly, so she never bothered about this matter again.

After recuperating at home for a while, his feet were finally getting almost well, Wen Cai suddenly received a call from Anhelian.

Perhaps because of Wen Lin's incident, Angelen's attitude was still very bad: "Hey, have your feet been well?"

Wen Cai was sitting on the sofa and putting medicine on his feet. Hearing this, he looked at his feet left and right before answering, "It's almost done."

Angelen snorted coldly: "My second brother will come back tomorrow and ask you for dinner. It's in the place where you ate private dishes in the past."

"Oh, OK, no problem." Wen Cai quickly agreed, thought for a while, and asked him again: "Is your Miss Ren back?"

Whenever I talked about this, Anhelian became very angry: "Don't mention this to me! If I hadn't promised that my second brother would help you watch the company, I would have resigned long ago and let Wen fall into your sister's hands!"

Wen Cai sighed in his heart, knowing that there is no need to talk to An Helian, so he just said, "Let's take it open."

"Damn! Wen Cai, you are such a heartless woman!" An Helian couldn't help but swear again, and then hung up the phone suddenly.

Wen Cai smiled bitterly, threw his phone aside and continued to apply medicine to his feet.

The next day, he originally made an appointment with Qiao Shaorong to have supper at six o'clock, but he called at four o'clock: "Xiao Cai, are you empty now? He heard from Helian that your feet are not very convenient, so I'll pick you up?"

"So early?" Wen Cai hesitated.

"Well, I'm idle anyway." Qiao Shaorong replied with a low smile.

Wen Cai hasn't gone out recently, so she gave Luola a few days off. Luola is not here now, so Qiao Shaorong comes to pick her up, so she nodded and agreed: "Okay, then I'll prepare now."

Half an hour later, the doorbell at home rang. Wen Cai happened to change his clothes and went forward to open the door.

Outside the door, Qiao Shaorong was stunned when he saw her. Then, his eyes fell on her lower abdomen. Although he had already learned the news from Anhelian, he was still a little surprised when he saw it. Fortunately, he quickly regained his demeanor and asked her with a smile: "How many months have you been?"

In fact, Wen Cai had already deliberately worn a piece of clothing that didn't show her belly. Unexpectedly, his eyes were still there. She felt a little embarrassed and her face became hot: "It's been four months."

Qiao Shaorong nodded and smiled when she heard this: "Is the child quite healthy?"

"Yes." Wen Cai nodded: "Everything is pretty good."

Qiao Shaorong nodded again. Seeing that her feet seemed to be inconvenient, she reached out to ask her to support her: "Let's go. I'm so embarrassed. I know that your feet are inconvenient, but I still have to take you out for dinner."

"Although I'm sorry, you still have to take me out." Wen Cai joked.

The smile on Qiao Shaorong's face suddenly became a little unnatural, and he covered his lips and coughed, covering it up.

Wen Cai did not notice Qiao Shaorong's unnaturalness, and he was still chatting with him as usual along the way. Qiao Shaorong quickly regained his calmness and responded to her with a smile.

Soon we arrived at the "Lao Luo's private food" that we had been to once. Qiao Shaorong took Wen Cai to walk up the old stairs little by little. Carefully, Wen Cai couldn't help but quip: "It seems that Mr. Qiao really has a special liking for the food here, and he has to come here to eat with me with such difficulty."

Qiao Shaorong smiled slightly: "It's here."

As soon as I spoke, I arrived. The door was not closed tightly, and I could vaguely hear the jokes coming from inside.

Wen Cai was stunned. She remembered that the last time she came, Lao Luo was obviously living alone, but now two or three voices came from it. She couldn't help but hesitate and turned to Qiao Shaorong: "Didn't you tell Lao Luo that you are coming to have a meal? Are there any guests at his house?"

Qiao Shaorong shook his head and said with a faint smile: "The one inside is also my guest tonight."

"Ah?" Wen Cai suddenly felt something was wrong, "You invited other guests? Then why did you have to ask me to come?"

"Let's talk about it first." Qiao Shaorong said.

Although Wen Cai was confused, he still had the upper hand in his trust in him. He nodded and walked in with him.

As in the past, there were three people sitting on the sofa. Except for Lao Luo, who Wen Cai had met once, the other two were about seventy years old. They seemed to be husband and wife. Although they were all covered in silver hair, they were still energetic and elegant.

Seeing Qiao Shaorong bringing Wen Cai in, the two old men looked at each other at the same time, and they both stayed on Wen Cai and looked her up and down.

Although the old man's eyes were a little sharp, he didn't look scared, but the old lady next to him looked cold, and Wen Cai couldn't help but shrink.

Wen Cai hurriedly looked at Qiao Shaorong: "Mr. Qiao..."

Qiao Shaorong reached out and patted her back to comfort her, and then said to the two old men: "Dad, mom, this is Wen Cai."

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the two old men suddenly became a little complicated, but Wen Cai was shocked and lowered his voice and said, "Why did you bring me to see your parents?"

Qiao Shaorong smiled helplessly: "Xiao Cai, these two are my father-in-law and mother-in-law. They have stayed abroad for many years and have not returned to China for many years."

It turned out to be his father-in-law and mother-in-law! Wen Cai suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt more and more confused, and quickly shouted: "Hello uncle and aunt."

As soon as she finished calling, the two old men's faces suddenly changed. The old man coughed softly to cover up, while the old woman simply snorted coldly and turned her back to her face.

Wen Cai became more and more nervous. He looked at Qiao Shaorong, wondering what was going on.

Why did he bring her to meet his father-in-law and mother-in-law?

Seeing that she was really uncomfortable, Qiao Shaorong hurriedly said, "That's right. I once said that you are a bit similar to my deceased wife. My mother-in-law and mother-in-law returned to China this time and wanted to see if it really looks like you."

Is it just like that? After hearing this, Wen Cai's doubts disappeared, but she still felt a little confused. If she just wanted to see how much she looked like their daughter, then what's going on with her attitude now?

She felt a little uncomfortable, but Qiao Shaorong helped her to the sofa and sat down: "Come on, sit down and chat."

Seeing this, Lao Luo stood up and said, "You guys talk, I'll go prepare supper."

Wen Cai sat on the sofa with a stiff body. Seeing the old man's gaze coming again, he nodded and smiled.

The old man's gaze then eased a little bit. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was full of energy and his voice was extremely calm: "How old is this year?"

"It's twenty-seven." Wen Cai replied.

The old man nodded and looked at her face carefully. Finally, his eyes became a little dark. He turned his head and curled the corners of his mouth with a bitter taste: "It looks quite like it."

Seeing that the old man seemed to be in sadness, Wen Cai didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only look up at Qiao Shaorong for help.

Qiao Shaorong shook her head with a faint smile, signaling that she was fine, and then took a little tea fruit on the coffee table and came over: "Come on, eat something first to keep your stomach."

In such a strange atmosphere, how could Wen Cai eat it? He took the fruit plate and handed it to the two old men: "Uncle and aunt, you can eat it."

The old lady always turned her back to Wen Cai. When she heard her talking, she suddenly snorted coldly, then stood up and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to help."

Then he walked into the kitchen without looking back.

The old man showed a helpless look on his face. He looked at Wen Cai's face with a look of shock and innocent look. He finally showed a smile on his face. He reached out to take an apple from the fruit plate held by Wen Cai, put it in his mouth, and said, "My wife has a bad temper. My daughter made her angry when she was young, so she may be a little unhappy to see you. Don't mind."

So that's it. Wen Cai's shocked and suspicious heart was relieved and he smiled quickly: "It's okay, I won't mind."

"What job are you doing now?" the old man asked again.

Wen Cai thought about it and said, "At present, I work in my father's company, but I only go there once a while, and most of them take care of their children at home at other times."

The old man paused, looked at Qiao Shaorong, and then looked at Wen Cai again: "You already have a child?"

"Yes." Wen Cai nodded and smiled, "There is a daughter." After saying that, she stroked her lower abdomen again: "This is the second one."

The old man nodded and asked with concern: "How many months have you been?"

"It's been four months." Wen Cai said.

"Okay, it's pretty good." The old man paused and suddenly said, "But, I heard Shaorong say you seem... divorced?"

"Yes." Wen Cai's ears heated up, lowered his head slightly, and said, "My child's father... has different personalities, so he separated."

The old man nodded and said, "It is also mature and rational to be able to choose to break up peacefully."

Wen Cai was even more embarrassed by his words and could only smile awkwardly.

"Then are you living alone now?"

"Yes, I live with my daughter, and I have an aunt at home."

In just a short period of time, the old man asked her many questions one by one, and Wen Cai answered them one by one. After this round of chatting, he felt a little bit questioned.

This feeling of something wrong always ran through this strange dinner tonight. Their deceased daughter probably really made the old lady very angry. The old lady never looked at Wen Cai in front of the meal.

Under such circumstances, Wen Cai felt uncomfortable after all. After finally finishing the meal, he kept winking at Qiao Shaorong.

Qiao Shaorong nodded and signaled to receive it, looked at the two old men, and said, "Dad, mom, Wen Cai is pregnant and needs more rest, so I'll take her back first. I'll pick you up and go back to the hotel."

The old man nodded, but the old lady still pretended not to hear it and turned her face to watch TV.

Qiao Shaorong then helped Wen Cai to walk out a little bit again, and finally walked downstairs and got into the car. Wen Cai breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at him: "Oh my God, I'm almost dead. You bring me to see your mother-in-law and mother-in-law, why don't you say hello to me in advance!"

Qiao Shaorong started the car and smiled helplessly: "Aren't you afraid that you won't want to come?"

"Then you bring me without saying a word? My palms are sweating." Wen Cai showed him his slightly sweaty palms.

Qiao Shaorong smiled as soon as he saw it, took out a tissue and handed it to her: "Wipe."
To be continued...