The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Wen Liang snorted, crossed Erlang's legs, and leaned lazily on the chair without looking upright, pouted, "Who else is there, that's Lu Yisheng. Why did Anhao fall in love with him? Really!"

They haven't been at odds for a long time, anyway, they can't see each other instantly.

"He called to ask about Linger?" Wen Jue poured himself a cup of hot tea, but he didn't bluff like Wen Liang.

"No, I'm asking if the person I arranged for An Hao has arrived."

Wen Jue looked sideways at Wen Liang, and he put the tea that had just reached his mouth back on the table, with a layer of worry on his face, "The person who arranged it?"

Anhao never asked them for help before, but now she asked Wen Liang to arrange a group of people, so Wen Jue naturally thought that something happened.

"I don't know, Anhao just asked me to arrange a group of people for her, and didn't say anything else."

Wen Liang supported her head, and gently touched the position of her lower abdomen with her hand. Now her lower abdomen is already showing a little shape, after all, it has been a few months, but she is a Lianjiazi after all, although she is not as blind as before. But she still does the same simple exercises.

So up to now, she still has a bulging figure, without the slightest out of shape, and wearing a black tights is even more hot and attractive, but this is just her appearance.

Wen Jue didn't speak, but looked down at Wen Liang's slightly protruding belly, his eyes softened.

"You don't have to worry about these things, I'm not old yet." He reached out and touched Wen Liang's head, his rare tone was full of kindness, which made Wen Liang startled.

That wide palm was covered with thick calluses, and when it touched the hair, it would make a slight sound, but through that layer of hair, she could feel Wen Jue's care and love for her.

That is a father's love for his daughter, telling her that everything is still with him.

It's been a long time since Wen Liang felt this kind of warmth. She suddenly felt some soreness in her eyes. She lowered her head and raised her tone.

"Don't worry, I'm the head of the Wen family! I can shoulder this responsibility, Dad, don't worry." Wen Liang suddenly raised her head and smiled sweetly at Wen Jue.

Normally, even if she laughed, she would laugh loudly, or she would glance at her with a sneer, making people afraid to approach her casually.

Now such a gentle smile makes people unable to look away.

It also made Wen Jue feel that he owed a lot, that Wen Liang had suffered too much since he was a child, and had taken on too much.

Turning his gaze outside the outer door, the bamboo leaves made a rustling sound under the blowing of the wind, and fell to the ground through a gap exposed by the sunlight. The hot tea in hand was still steaming.

The faint tea fragrance rippling from the tip of the nose seems to calm people's mind.

Suddenly, Wen Jue asked, "Have you let go of Shi Yi's matter?" He always knew that Wen Liang was still asking people to find Wen Shiyi's whereabouts, and he didn't even build a tombstone, but moved Wen's family to the small island silently. superior.

He felt sorry for Wen Shiyi, and he was naturally sad, but he loved his daughter more and didn't want her to be immersed in this matter all the time.

I didn't expect Wen Jue to say this suddenly, so Wen Liang was startled, and didn't answer his words, but just looked straight at the bamboo outside, and his thoughts spread.

After a long while, she shook her head, "Put it down."