Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

What should come is still inevitable.

Wen Qingyue expected that she would be reprimanded if she didn't come home overnight, so she listened peacefully without refuting.

Hearing Wen Canghai say that Wen Qingyue was not as good as him, Wen Shuangshuang felt secretly refreshed, the corners of her mouth raised, and she couldn't hide her smug smile.

Looking at the silent sister, Wen Cun felt sorry for her: "Dad, Yueyue didn't do it on purpose, and she didn't think about getting into a car accident. Besides, it's normal for her to like to play at her age, so don't talk about her."

The meaning of maintenance is very obvious.

Wen Shuangshuang bit her chopsticks fiercely, and said quietly: "Brother, my parents are also worried about my sister, and they said that for my sister's own good. No matter how much you like to play, you can't always say hello."

"Besides, my sister just came to the city, why don't you be more restrained, what if you make friends with some dubious people and get led into trouble?"

Wen Cun frowned, and looked at the younger sister with displeasure.

Meeting his eyes, Wen Shuangshuang lowered her eyes guiltily.

Wen Qingyue raised her eyes to look at her, with a half-smile, her voice was cold: "This is based on your experience."

Whether it's a question or an affirmation, Wen Shuangshuang is inherently bad, like attracts birds of a feather, and people are divided into groups, isn't she speaking from experience.

Wen Shuangshuang was so angry that she stared at her angrily: "Dad! Look at my sister, I'm doing it for her own good, but she said that about me."

Wen Qingyue closed her eyes, and replied casually: "For my sake so much, it's better for you to disappear from my eyes. I won't feel bad if you don't appear in front of me, so I don't have to run outside every day."

Wen Shuangshuang stopped, and resorted to his usual tricks, with red eyes and aggrieved face: "Sister, this is your truth, right, you still blame me for taking your place, I shouldn't be in this house, I really should leave .”

After the words fell, she stood up abruptly, and turned to leave with tears in her eyes.

Wen Ziming held her back, frowned and said, "What's the trouble? Sit down, who dares to let you go!"

The last sentence was addressed to Wen Qingyue, with a warning on his face.

Tsk, this meal seems to be uneatable.

Wen Qingyue put down the spoon a little irritably, leaned back, hugged her hands, and said coldly: "I never say what I mean, Wen Shuangshuang, don't you keep saying that it's good for me, so be more specific, and if you want to leave, just be more straightforward. Who is disgusting? I don't like other people's big cakes." The cake is too big to eat.

"Presumptuous!" Wen Canghai slapped the table angrily, because of his palm, the dishes on the table trembled slightly, and the soup splashed down.

After all, Wen Canghai was the head of the family, and he was usually machismo. When he got angry, the air pressure on the dinner table dropped, and everyone else's expressions changed.

Wen Canghai was really angry, and roared with his chest heaving: "What are you talking about, it's not up to you to decide who will go and who will stay in this family! You can't blame you if you go out every day, and it's up to you when you go home This face, I think you have been lacking in discipline since you were a child! If you don't care about it, you're really not a man!"

Wen Qingyue twitched the corners of her mouth sarcastically, and looked up at Wen Canghai who was furious: "Of course it's not my turn to be the master of this family, and neither is it my turn to discipline you."

"You!" Wen Canghai was suffocated with anger, and stared at him in disbelief as he pressed his hands on the table.

No one in this family has contradicted him like this, she is the first.

Wen Ziming frowned, feeling that Wen Qingyue didn't know what to say.

"Although what I said is not pleasant to hear, Dad, you must admit that it is true. What has Wen Shuangshuang been disciplined by you for the past 18 years?" Wen Qingyue paused, and glanced at Wen Shuangshuang contemptuously. With a stomach full of bad water, and pretending to be hypocritical, it is a proper white lotus in prosperity."

Wen Canghai was trembling with anger, Zhao Qiuxia looked at her daughter in disbelief, and hesitated to speak.

Wen Cun tugged at the corner of Wen Qingyue's clothes, and said in a deep voice: "Yueyue, stop being angry, you..."

Wen Qingyue turned to look at him: "Brother, what I'm saying is the truth."

Wen Cun's face darkened, and the situation became more and more out of hand.

"Let her talk! I'd like to see how heartless you, a rebellious girl, can say!" Wen Canghai was so angry that his blood pressure soared, he slumped on a chair, and glared at her angrily.

Wen Qingyue stood up, propped her hands on the edge of the table, with a faint smile on her face all the time, her tone was gentle.

"I am very glad that I have not been disciplined by you for these 18 years, otherwise I would have become such a nasty appearance as Wen Shuangshuang. Dad, didn't you ask me what you owe me? You owe me 18 years, both materially and spiritually. I."

"It's not that I can't live without this family. I can't live without you for 18 years, but I won't leave. Why should I give up my things to others."

Although Yuanshen also had parents in the countryside in the past 18 years, these so-called parents were vampires. Since she can remember, she has been doing things to help the family. Since she was seven years old, she has done various odd jobs to support herself and the family.

Growing up stumblingly, finally surviving to adulthood but losing his life because of the appearance of his biological parents, who knows this grievance?

What Wen Shuangshuang owed, they should pay back what they owed.

A sour feeling of grievance filled Wen Qingyue's chest, these words were more like what the original owner had always wanted to say to them.

The whole family of Wen's family was stunned, the air seemed to be drawn away, Wen Qingyue's gentle words had a greater impact than any loud accusation.

Her gentle and gentle words were more like a knife, a blunt knife slowly grinding and cutting slowly in their chests.

Zhao Qiuxia was speechless with red eyes, while Wen Cun and Wen Ziming were silent.

Wen Canghai frowned and did not respond for a long time.

Seeing the changes in the expressions of several people, Wen Shuangshuang became a little anxious, and wanted to refute but couldn't find a point of entry.

Wen Qingyue glanced at her sarcastically, and said indifferently: "I've finished talking, Wen Shuangshuang, you can continue your play for as long as you want, and I won't accompany you."

The people at the table were silent, with depressed emotions lingering in their hearts.

Wen Shuangshuang gritted her teeth and watched Wen Qingyue leave the scene gracefully, feeling very upset.

This time she lost again.

As soon as Wen Qingyue left, the tables left one after another, and they didn't have the mood to eat anymore, so they went back to their rooms.

In the living room, only Wen Canghai and Wen Shuangshuang were left.

Wen Shuangshuang carefully raised her eyes to observe Wen Canghai's face, "Dad...don't be angry, it's all my fault, I shouldn't make my sister angry and make everyone unhappy."

Wen Canghai looked at her with a sullen face, full of anger at being disobeyed by his own daughter. After hearing her words, he regained a little bit of his father's dignity, and said in a deep voice: "None of your sisters is reassuring. I can't control it, the wings are stiff!"

The more he spoke, the louder his voice was, and there was a bit of accusation in his words.

He couldn't teach Wen Qingyue face to face, so he took the opportunity to teach Wen Shuangshuang a lesson and reprimanded him loudly, making Wen Qingyue in the room listen.

"Dad, don't be angry. I will be obedient in the future and don't make my sister unhappy." Wen Shuangshuang took the opportunity to admit his mistake obediently.

Wen Canghai was silent and did not speak. Wen Shuangshuang lowered her head, as if she had a whim, and said to herself: "It would be great if my sister had a boyfriend. It doesn't mean that apart from the family, the other half is the closest person. My sister misunderstood us and didn't listen to us, if she had a boyfriend, she would definitely listen to her boyfriend, maybe she could use her brother-in-law to ease her opinion of us."