Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Wen Ziming and Wen Shuangshuang also looked over at the same time with complicated expressions.

It was a violin, and Wen Shuangshuang sneered, "I thought you took some treasure from the charity night and gave it to your elder brother. It turned out to be a broken violin?"

"Shuang Shuang, don't talk like that!" Wen Ziming frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable. Since when did his doting sister speak so harshly?

Wen Shuangshuang snorted unconvinced, nestled on the sofa, and played with his mobile phone sullenly.

"This is a violin made by Master Guliyev. Yueyue, how did you take the picture?" Wen Shuangshuang's ignorance does not mean that the two brothers of the Wen family are ignorant.

Wen Qingyue sat down beside her with a smile, and said, "I saved someone, this is a thank you gift. I think you're a music player, brother, you should like it."

In a family like theirs, Wen Cun is the eldest son. If he wants to help Wen Canghai manage the company, he should join the company after graduating from university, but Wen Cun doesn't.

He is not interested in managing the company, but likes music creation. After graduation, he devoted his mind to this area. Wen Canghai was very angry because of this, and obstructed him in every possible way. As a result, he has not yet entered the audience's field of vision, and his songs have not been released well. few.

Wen Cun really liked this gift, and Wen Qingyue really gave it right.

Wen Cun's eyes were reddish, and he said emotionally: "Thank you Yueyue, brother likes it very much, and will cherish it!"

Wen Qingyue frowned, and said briskly: "It's as long as the big brother likes it. I'm looking forward to seeing my big brother play music with it on the stage one day."

Wen Cun's heart moved, and he liked this younger sister even more.

In this family, there are very few people who support him, and Wen Qingyue is the second one to support him.

Being able to have family support gave him more confidence.

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Wen Shuangshuang squeezed the phone tightly jealously.

Obviously she was the favorite of everyone in the family before, but after Wen Qingyue came, the elder brother completely favored her!

Wen Shuangshuang bit her lip, and looked at Wen Qingyue with cold eyes, "Sister, you did it on purpose, you know that Dad doesn't like Big Brother touching these things, but you still want Big Brother to perform on stage, you want Big Brother to be killed by Dad?" Scold to death?"

She really can spoil the atmosphere.

The smile on Wen Cun's face froze a bit, "Shuangshuang, don't always speculate Yueyue maliciously, she gave me a gift out of kindness."

Wen Shuangshuang's face collapsed, and he said aggrievedly: "Why did I speculate maliciously, didn't I remind my sister because I was worried about your elder brother being scolded by your father?"

As she spoke, her tears fell down worthlessly.

Wen Qingyue is quite convinced of her ability to cry as soon as she says it.

As soon as she cries tenderly, she feels a little helpless. As the eldest brother, he has always been gentle to his younger brother.

Wen Ziming played the game until he cleared the level, glanced at Wen Qingyue expressionlessly, and said, "It's alright, both! Brother will be sensible, aren't you just asking for scolding when you mention these things? When can I learn from others?"

The second half of his words were somewhat mocking, mocking Wen Qingyue for buying people's hearts.

Wen Qingyue Quan pretended not to hear, looked at the time, and said: "Brother, are you going to the studio today? I have nothing to do, can you take me there?"

"You can go anytime you want." Wen Cun put Qin away with a smile, took Qin and went out with her.

Wen Shuangshuang snorted unhappily, "Third brother, did you see that the eldest brother doesn't want to talk to me now, she must have spoken ill of me to the eldest brother!"

Wen Ziming didn't answer the conversation. Such words were all the little girl's guess. If Wen Qingyue had just returned, he could have comforted Wen Shuangshuang in the first two days.

"Third brother, you ignore me!" Wen Shuangshuang saw his impatience and shouted angrily.

Wen Ziming stood up irritably, and said helplessly: "Shuangshuang, you are already an adult, and it has been a month since she came back, and it's almost time for her to play with her temper, so stop making trouble."

After saying that, Wen Ziming got up and went out.

Wen Shuangshuang was the only one left in the living room for a while.

She was thinking about Wen Ziming's words in a daze, and suddenly became angry, and threw everything on the table to the ground. "ah!!"

The servant was startled by her scream and the sound of the glass fruit plate falling to the ground, and hurried out of the kitchen, "Miss Shuangshuang, are you alright?"

Wen Shuangshuang ignored it and went upstairs with her mobile phone in hand.

"Hey, Master Liu, have you considered what I told you before? Today is just a chance."

In the room, Wen Shuangshuang stood in front of the full-length mirror, answering the call with a mobile phone in his hand, leaning forward slightly, looking at his face with a sullen expression, "Yes, she just left, I'll send you the address."

In a fast food restaurant on xx Road, Jiangzhou, Wen Qingyue was eating a sea salt ice cream, watching the people and cars coming and going through the glass.

Wen Wen and his friend sat across from her, and they were still discussing the words they wrote.

The two were creating in the studio two hours ago, Wen Qingyue gave some advice, and they went out to eat together after playing until lunch time.

Unexpectedly, they were not idle while eating.

"Brother, you guys talk, I'll go out for a stroll." Wen Qingyue finished the last bite of ice cream, wiped her mouth, and got up with her bag.

Wen Cun didn't stop him, "OK, call me before you go home."

"En." Wen Qingyue nodded, turned around and left.

Wencun's studio is located near the commercial street, surrounded by office buildings and various shops and places to eat.

This time happened to be around meal time, and there was a lot of people moving between the shops. Wen Qingyue stopped after a while, and stopped at the door of a jewelry store.

Someone is following her.

This cognition sounded the alarm in her brain. Although she didn't know who the other party was and why she followed her, it was not a good purpose after all.

Wen Qingyue made a decisive decision and walked into the crowd, her pace getting faster and faster.

The people following her sensed something was wrong, and hastily quickened their pace.

At 14:23 Kyoto time, the commercial street was crowded with people, and the girl in brown and wide short-sleeved ran forward quickly among the crowd, crossing the street and turning into a residential building.

Two men on the same street behind her followed closely, and followed her to the entrance of the residential building.

The two stopped at the same time.

No matter how prosperous the city is, there will always be backward places, just like the gap between the rich and the poor. What they are currently in is the urban village in Jiangzhou, a slum in the city.

The color of the old residential buildings is very old, Wen Qingyue turned around in the intricate alleys, her eyes quickly surveyed the surrounding environment, and landed on the corridor in front.

Wen Qingyue's eyes darkened slightly, and when she heard the approaching footsteps behind her, she immediately ran into the corridor.

This residential building is very old, with a five-story design, but there is no elevator, only winding corridors. Wen Qingyue is hiding in the dark corner of the corridor at this moment, her body is pressed against the wall, and she is calmly waiting for the person who is chasing her people approach.

"What about people?"

After the two men followed in and turned around the alley, they lost Wen Qingyue's figure and stood at the corner looking at each other with annoyed expressions.