After being plotted against by my best friend, I got into trouble with the domineering president

The next day, the sun was very good. Lu Qian, who went to bed late, was still immersed in the passionate and sweet dreams of last night, while Wen Qing had already gotten up early.

She got dressed, washed up, and put on light makeup. She looked beautiful and elegant in the mirror.

She glanced at Lu Qian, who was still sleeping soundly, and her heart was filled with happiness and satisfaction. She walked out of the room quietly, not wanting to wake him.

Wen Qing and Wen Nuan are going to prison to see Wen Junxiong, Wen's father, who is currently serving his sentence in prison.

The driver, Master Chen, drove the car and drove Wen Qing and Nuan Nuan toward the prison.

Nuan Nuan was a little nervous because she hadn't seen her father for a long time. She didn't know how his father was doing recently or whether he had gotten older.

Wen Qing held her sister's warm hand and gave her an encouraging look.

The car was driving on the road, Wen Qing and Wen Nuan felt a little heavy.

Wen Qing remembered that when she was a child, her father always told her and her sister heroic stories, telling them to be brave, strong, and kind.

However, the father who was like a great hero in his memory is now very old and trapped in prison.

The car finally stopped at the prison gate. Wen Qing and Nuan Nuan got out of the car and walked towards the prison door.

There was a guard standing guard at the door. When he saw them approaching, he asked about their identity and purpose of coming.

Wen Qing took out her ID and prison visit notice. The guard checked them and let them in.

Wen's father, Wen Junxiong, was once a figure who, although not a powerful figure in the business world, could be regarded as a fish in water, is now behind bars.

But when he learned that his two daughters were coming to visit him in prison, a trace of anticipation and excitement flashed in his eyes.

Early on, with the thoughtful arrangements of the prison guards, he came to the visiting room.

This is a room with thick tempered glass, with cold iron windows on one side and decorations full of family warmth on the other.

He adjusted his clothes nervously. Although he was only wearing the uniform of the prison, he tried his best to make his image look more respectable.

He knew that this was his duty as a father and as the head of the family. Even in prison, he didn't want his daughter to see his decadence.

"Dad-" Nuan Nuan murmured.

She couldn't believe that the middle-aged and elderly man in front of her who looked haggard through the bulletproof glass was her father.

Three years ago, my father was wearing a suit and leather shoes. He looked energetic and prosperous in the business world. And now my father...

Wen Qing and Wen Nuan couldn't help crying. Wen Junxiong looked at his two daughters through the glass window, feeling filled with emotion in his heart.

He wiped his eyes with his hands and tried to look stronger.

"Dad-" Nuan Nuan shouted again, his voice choked with sobs.

"Don't cry, my precious girls." Wen Junxiong comforted Wen Nuan gently.

Wen Qing also wiped away her tears, knowing that now was not the time to cry. She adjusted her emotions and said to her father: "Dad, how have you been lately? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Wen Junxiong smiled and said, "I'm fine, don't worry about me. You can eat well and wear warm clothes here. The most important thing is that you can be clean inside and feel better than outside."

"But..." Wen Qing hesitated to speak.

"I know what you want to ask," Wen Junxiong waved his hand, "I have accepted the transformation well and strive to go out and reunite with you as soon as possible."

"We will wait for you, Dad." Wen Nuan said firmly.

"Good boy." Wen Junxiong smiled happily. They chatted for a while and then the time came. Wen Junxiong was taken away by prison guards.

Wen Qing and Wen Nuan also walked out of the prison gate and got into the car.

"Sister, why is dad so old?" Wen Nuan cried out with a "wow" sound. Seeing her father's haggard appearance and gray hair on his temples, she felt uncomfortable.

"Okay, Nuan Nuan, when my father is released from prison in two years, he won't have to be busy with business anymore. He can drink tea every day, treat his grandchildren with sweet treats, and pay attention to the mountains and rivers. Isn't this great?"

Wen Qing patted her sister's hand, then took out a cotton towel to wipe away her tears.

"Okay, let's go see mom now!" Wen Qing took Nuan's hand and seemed to say silently, "I'm here, don't worry."

Nuan Nuan nodded, holding back tears, not letting sadness run rampant. She didn't want to wait until she arrived at the cemetery and her mother's spirit in heaven would see her crying.

On the way to the cemetery, Wen Qing and Wen Nuan were lost in thought. They thought of their mother, Qiao Mu, the woman who always smiled gently and always gave her children meticulous care.

When Wen's mother Qiao Mu left the world, Wen Wen was still young and didn't have much impression of her mother.

Nuan Nuan's understanding of her mother comes from the narratives of her father and sister, as well as those precious photos and videos.

The car finally arrived at the cemetery. On this early autumn afternoon, the sun was shining brightly on this private cemetery.

The golden sunshine shines on the neat tombstone, reflecting a faint luster, as if it is a warm memory of the deceased.

The breeze blew through the cemetery, bringing with it the fresh fragrance of grass and trees, gently blowing the flower baskets next to the tombstones. The flowers trembled slightly in the wind, as if telling memories of the past.

The trees in the cemetery have put on their autumn attire, and the golden leaves are shining charmingly in the sun. Occasionally, a few fallen leaves float down and fall lightly to the ground, adding a bit more to this solemn land. A soft scent.

In this peaceful and beautiful cemetery, time seems to have frozen. The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground, forming beautiful pictures.

Everything in the cemetery seems so harmonious and peaceful, as if the departed souls can rest and be comforted in this sunny autumn afternoon.

Such an environment makes people feel the shortness and preciousness of life, and also makes people full of hope and longing for the future.

In this private cemetery, life and death, sorrow and joy are intertwined, forming a deep and beautiful picture.

Wen Qing and Nuan Nuan got out of the car and slowly walked towards their mother's tombstone. The photo on the tombstone is my mother's favorite photo during her lifetime. She smiled so gently and sweetly.

Wen Qing and Wen Nuan placed flowers in front of the tombstone and looked at the familiar face quietly.

"Mom, my sister and I are here to see you." Wen Nuan said softly, her voice trembling.

Wen Qing said to her mother silently in her heart: "Mom, don't worry, we will take good care of ourselves and our father."

They sat in front of the tomb for a while and talked about common things, telling their mother that everything was fine at home and asking her not to worry.

When leaving the cemetery, both Wen Qing and Nuan Nuan felt a little more relaxed. They know that their mother has been protecting them, and their father is paying the price for the Wen family's past sins.

Back in the car, Master Chen started the car and drove towards the Lu family manor.

"Sister, where is mom now?" Wen Nuan suddenly asked.

Wen Qing was silent for a moment, then gently stroked Wen Qing's hair, "Mom said she is in heaven, where there is no pain and sorrow. She will always look at us and bless us."

"I miss my mother too." Wen Nuan lowered his head and whispered. Wen Qing said nothing, just held her sister's hand tightly.

She knows that in this world, nothing is more important than family love. As long as they unite as one, they can face it bravely no matter what difficulties and setbacks they encounter.

"By the way, what does the photo you sent me yesterday mean?" Wen Qing suddenly thought.

She saw the photo sent by Nuan Wen yesterday but didn't take it seriously. She felt that her sister must have accidentally sent it by mistake.

The photo was slightly blurry, and it showed the back of a woman wearing cleaning clothes.

"That's Zhang Yunxin. She's out of prison now and working as a cleaner in a shopping mall!" Nuan Nuan was too busy yesterday, so she didn't think about this.

"What-" Wen Qing was shocked.