Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

"Why isn't she a child anymore? In our eyes, she is a child. Once she comes back, you keep talking about her. It's no wonder she doesn't bother you."

Wen's mother protects Wen Zhifei, and frantically hates Wen's father.

Father Wen pointed at her angrily, and said through gritted teeth: "It's all your fault, if you hadn't been protecting her, would she be so lawless?"

After finishing speaking, Father Wen shook his sleeves angrily and left.

Wen Zhifei glanced at him lightly, then walked back again.

Seeing her go in, Mother Wen quickly closed the door, sat next to her, held her hand, and asked anxiously: "Zhifei, what's wrong with you?"

She looked at the mess all over the floor, and when she thought of Rong Junchu's words just now, she felt extremely resentful. If it wasn't for Song Qingzhu, would she have become like this?

There was a hint of gloom in Wen Zhifei's eyes. Seeing that she was silent, Wen's mother tugged at her arm, "Zhifei? Tell me quickly, what happened?"

Seeing this, Wen Zhifei burst into tears, she hugged Wen's mother, and sobbed, "Mom, Jun Chu doesn't love me anymore, he doesn't love me anymore."

Mother Wen's body froze obviously, she looked down at the sobbing daughter in her arms, her expression was a little unpredictable.

"Daughter, to be honest, you made the room like this because of Rong Junchu?"

Wen Zhifei pouted her mouth aggrievedly, and nodded with a sob.

"But daughter, you were the one who wanted to divorce at the beginning." Wen's mother reminded her.

Wen Zhifei said to her unconvinced: "I retired for my career, and now my career abroad has reached a certain level. Now that I have a career, I came back. I don't really want to divorce. I just don't want to be pointed at the spine by others and say that I married into the Rong family because I was greedy for the Rong family's money."

Mother Wen frowned, carefully pondering her words.

She questioned: "So, you didn't intend to divorce at the beginning?"

Wen Zhifei nodded sharply: "I just want to go out and explore the world, now I'm back, but Junchu has another woman."

After finishing speaking, Wen Zhifei threw herself into Wen's mother's arms again, Wen's mother patted her on the back, and asked in a low voice: "Then did you tell Jun Chu? Tell him what you think, and he will I understand you."

Wen Zhifei kept shaking his head, and replied with a sob: "No, he didn't listen to me. Mom, I was wrong. I should have made it clear to him. When I left, I didn't tell him because I was afraid that he would keep me. Would have swayed me, but now, he's ignoring me."

Wen's mother paused, and comforted her: "Don't worry, I'll talk to the Rong family, they will definitely not blame you for the sake of us being in-laws, just let it go."

Wen Zhifei looked up at Wen's mother with tears streaming down her face, her voice choked slightly: "Really?"

She wiped away her tears, Mother Wen nodded reassuringly, stroked her hair, and said softly: "Don't worry, I'm here. Even if I give up this face, I will go to the Rong family to intercede for you."

Wen Zhifei burst into tears and laughed, hugging Wen's mother, she said happily: "Thank you, thank you mom."

"Silly boy, thank you for what."

Mother Wen stroked her hair affectionately and coaxed her in a low voice.

After coaxing Zhifei to sleep, Mother Wen quietly got up and went out, closed the door quietly, and left on tiptoe.

When Wen's mother went downstairs, she saw Wen's father sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette in vain, smoky.

Mother Wen strode up to him, took the cigarette butt out of his hand, and put it out in the ashtray.

"We'll go to Rong's house tomorrow."

"Why go to Rong's house?"

Father Wen asked back angrily. Seeing the cigarette butts being extinguished, he became even more angry.

Mother Wen paused, sat in front of him, stared at him, and folded her arms.

"Zhifei still likes Junchu, let's plead with the Rong family."

"What?" Wen's father stared at her in disbelief, and quickly waved his hand to refuse, "I'm going to go by myself, my old face was lost five years ago."

Wen Mu's face darkened slightly, and she shouted: "The daughter's affairs are more important now, or your own face?"

Father Wen was so angry that he didn't speak.

Wen's mother continued: "We watched Junchu grow up. If it hadn't been for the car accident, he would have married Zhifei a long time ago. Just watch it. If you don't want to lose your face, Junchu will be killed by someone else." Robbed."

Wen's father stood up suddenly, pointed at Wen's mother, and roared with righteous indignation: "It's been so long, isn't it normal for Junchu to find someone else? Are you still waiting for your precious daughter? Your precious daughter divorced after being injured, Everyone feels ungrateful, how ugly the trouble was at the beginning, if you go again now, wouldn't you just stick your face in and get beaten?"

"My baby girl? Not yours? Just say, is it yours!"

Wen's mother's anger also came, she stood up abruptly, and said on par with him.

Father Wen snorted coldly, moved his lips, and wanted to say something, when suddenly someone barged in. The man was wearing a white Chinese tunic suit, leaning on a cane, with his hair combed back, and deep wrinkles on his face. He walked away tremblingly. Come here, come to Wen's father, a crutch hit his knee.

He scolded angrily: "Nizi, should others fight for my daughter's happiness?"

Wen's father was trembling with pain, and when he heard what his father said, he said to him in disbelief: "Father, there is a mistake in this matter."

"Is Zhifei your child or someone else's? A father doesn't want his daughter to be well, who else wants to make Zhifei well?" Old Man Wen glared at him fiercely, and said bitterly: "This matter It's decided, you and Shufang will go to Rong's house tomorrow, even if you kneel down, Jun Chu has to change his mind."

"this matter……"

Hearing that the old man was swinging his crutches, he looked like he couldn't get in.

He interrupted: "Don't give me any reasons, this matter is settled like this, I don't want to hear any more reasons."

Father Wen pursed his lips, his eyes stared like copper bells.

At last he went upstairs dejectedly.

Wen's mother couldn't bear to see her husband so disappointed, she felt a little uncomfortable.

She said to old man Wen: "Father, I will convince him."

Old Man Wen snorted, thought for a while, and said, "This matter must be successful, and the Rong family must accept the knowledge."

Mother Wen was a little surprised, but she didn't answer, she just nodded, "I see."

After hearing the old man finished speaking, he walked out tremblingly.

Mother Wen was a little puzzled. Looking at the back of his father leaving, he always felt that his father was paying too much attention to this matter.To say that in the past few days when my daughter came back, the most blamed was her father's lecture. Her father kept telling her that it was a mistake to resign at the beginning. In short, 90.00% of the pressure came from her father.

Although she loves her daughter dearly, she dare not disobey her father.