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After listening to Zhan Yan's words, Wen Rao slapped the table.

The palms of my hands were so shaken that they hurt.

If she could, she really wanted to slap Zhan Yan on the face.

"Zhan Yan, you are also a man. If you have anything to say, just say it! Don't beat around the bush and criticize Huai!"

Wen Rao knew that Zhan Yan didn't want to see her, so she tried her best not to provoke him.

But his accusations against her must be based on facts!

What does it mean to engage in ambiguity to catch Kaizi?

Zhan Yan looked at her coldly, his thin lips parted slightly, and his tone was cold.

"Okay, let me tell you the truth! Today you are going on a blind date with a friend. Although you are helping him out, you are married now, so you should try to avoid this kind of thing.

You haven’t met my family yet, but if you meet me in the future, they see this scene..."

"Zhan Yan! You don't have to worry so much. Since you know that I'm here to rescue you, I won't explain anything else. I'll move out now! You don't have to worry that I will misunderstand your family!"

After saying that, Wen Rao went to the room to get 500 yuan, then came back and slapped Zhan Yan hard in front of him.

"500 yuan! It's not enough to rent a telescope! I'll add more!"

"Wen Rao, are you angry with me? Are you childish?"

Zhan Yan sat behind the desk with his hands folded across his chest, looking at her with his head slightly raised.

Wen Rao sneered, "Zhan Yan, we don't know each other well enough to get angry! I won't get angry over such a thing!

I am determined that I really want to leave!Maybe I should thank you for finally remembering my name.Why don't you call me Wen! "

Wen Rao's last sentence was obviously mocking Zhan Yan.

"Xiao'er, get ready, let's go."

Wen Rao has her pride, and she is not an impulsive person.

But Zhan Yan's words really stepped on her bottom line.

She knew that it would be a fantasy for Zhan Yan to say that she could feed her younger brother and cure his illness by herself, but every penny she spent was earned by herself, and she felt at ease.

Never give up, let alone live without a bottom line.

Wen Xiaoer had been sitting on the balcony. Hearing Wen Rao's words, he turned his wheelchair and walked to the living room, saying goodbye to Zhan Yan politely.

At this time, Wen Rao had already entered the bedroom to pack things.

She doesn't have much, just clothes and simple daily necessities.

"Brother Zhan Yan, thank you for the astronomical telescope. I will remember your kindness to me.

In fact, I know that you care about me and have some sympathy for me, but I know that you are an upright person, so I want to thank you. "

Wen Xiaoer's words made Zhan Yan couldn't help but frown. The next moment he walked to the door of Wen Rao's bedroom and saw her opening the door to pack her clothes. Zhan Yan suddenly stepped forward and took away the suitcase.

"Where can you go so late? You don't have a car. Are you relying on your unreliable friends?"

Zhan Yan saw that Wen Rao was serious about it. It was not that he was reluctant to let her go, but he felt that it was so late and he couldn't bear it if something happened to her and Wen Xiaoer.

"Zhan Yan! I get along with my friends, that's my business! Just like you, I don't care how you get along with your friends and family!

Now that you are questioning my character and stepping on my bottom line, we have nothing to talk about! "

Wen Rao was resolute, but she still couldn't bear to see the pale Xiao'er in the living room.

Zhan Yan saw that Wen Rao was hesitant because of Xiaoer, so he put the suitcase aside.

"If you want to leave, you can leave all day tomorrow! Don't hurt your brother just to get angry with me!"

After Zhan Yan finished speaking, Xiaoer looked at Wen Rao quietly.

Whether he goes or stays, he listens to his sister.

"Xiao'er, go back to your room and sleep."

After saying that, Wen Rao went back to the room first and closed the door, tacitly agreeing to leave tomorrow.

In the living room, Wen Xiaoer turned his wheelchair and reached the balcony.

"Aren't you asleep yet?" Zhan Yan asked him.

Zhan Yan felt that Wen Xiaoer's back at this moment was thin and desolate, not at all as melancholy as he should be at his age.