Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

It has been quite a while since I returned to Qingyun Club. I think that when Yan Qiaotian wanted to take Wu Fuqian away, Wu Qiong disagreed with life and death. Unfortunately, he couldn't beat Yan Qiaotian, so he could only let him take people away from Aotianmen .

After the spirit maiden came to Jueming Ridge, she stood on the cliff at the top of the mountain and wailed all day long. The voice was so miserable that it could be heard hundreds of miles away.

Everyone knew that it was Wu Fuqian's mother, but no one dared to go to the top of the mountain to bring her down.

On this day, Yan Qiaotian was sitting in the room, and when he heard the miserable wailing again, he sighed deeply, then put down the book in his hand, and walked slowly outside the door.

The few passers-by did not see Yan Qiaotian, but Yan Qiaotian heard their words with complete clarity.

"Actually, since my mother no longer remembers, why don't you take her to find her to remember things? If you have to imprison her by your side, she is crazy. If she is not crazy, how could she be willing to stay here?"

"Oh, that's not true. If you suffer this way, your mother will suffer, and we will suffer together. I really don't know what the leader thinks."

"This can't be blamed on the leader. The only mother left in the Wu clan. Now that the mother doesn't know him, he must be very sad. You haven't seen him. He has been with his mother these days, and he rarely spends time with our boss. .”

"Oh, what a day..."

Yan Qiaotian watched their figures get farther and farther away, and couldn't help thinking: He didn't know Wu Fu and did it, so who else did she know?

When she was in Aotianmen, she seemed to have no impression of Wu Qiong and Wu Jiajia, so now who does she remember?

Just when Yan Qiaotian was feeling distressed, Aotianmen suddenly sent a letter.

Yan Qiaotian didn't inform Wu Fuqian, but opened the letter herself, and lines of beautiful lowercase letters on the rice paper bloomed like flowers.

The letter was written by Wu Jiajia, and the general content was that she had given birth, and hoped that Wu Fuqian would bring his mother back to see her, and at the same time let his mother see his little grandson.

Yan Qiaotian put down the letter slowly, sat at the round table and meditated.

take him back?Or not take him back?

The two thoughts turned over and over again in his mind, and Wu Fuqian still couldn't forgive Wu Qiong if he took them back. Will they really get along well when they meet?If she doesn't go back, Wu Jiajia's child is the Wu family's flesh and blood after all, and she is the grandson of Lingniang. Even if she is crazy now, she can't deprive her of the right to see her grandson.

Yan Qiaotian really couldn't weigh it, he put the letter away, and then walked out of the house, maybe it would be a good idea to let Wu Fugan decide for himself.

At this moment, the full moon was already hanging high, and Wu Fuqian was still in Lingniang's room. At these times, he always waited for his mother to fall asleep before returning to Yan Qiaotian's room.

The reason why Yan Qiaotian came here now is firstly to see how the spirit lady is recovering, and secondly, he feels that although the spirit lady is crazy, she also has the right to decide whether to go back and see her little grandson .

In the house, the soul girl was sitting at the round table foolishly, playing with a gadget that Wu Fuqian had asked someone to bring up the mountain a few days ago, and she didn't care about Wu Fugan at the side.

Yan Qiaotian suddenly remembered that Sun Fu had given him some rare gadgets. At first he said it was for his son to play with in the future, but now it seemed that he might not have the chance to have another child of his own. Maybe he would give it to the spirit bride. It's a good choice.

Wu Fuqian realized that Yan Qiaotian was coming, he turned around slowly, and said with a slight smile, "Why are you here? After my mother falls asleep, I will go find you."

Yan Qiaotian smiled dotingly and said: "I know, I'm not worried about you, so come take a look."

"Oh." Wu Fuqian sighed deeply, then continued to look at his mother and said, "I think she seems to have remembered something in the past few days, and she is not as fierce to me as before."

"Have you ever thought about bringing her back to see?" Yan Qiaotian walked up to him and asked softly.

"No, I firmly disagree. I never want to go back to that home." Wu Fuqian said stubbornly.

"I received a letter from Jiajia today. She gave birth to a big fat boy. You just have a grudge against your father. Jiajia has always been very kind to you." Yan Qiaotian took it out of her sleeve pocket. He took out the letter and handed it to Wu Fuqian.

Yan Qiaotian walked up to the soul maiden, looked at her with a smile and said with a smile: "How about I take you back? Can I take a look at my little grandson?"

The spirit girl suddenly put down the toy in her hand, stared at him with a little doubt in her eyes, and after a long time, she clapped her hands and smiled innocently: "Look at the little grandson, look at the little grandson."

After reading the letter, Wu Fuqian stared at Yan Qiaotian worriedly and said, "I don't want to go."

"But your mother wants to go." Yan Qiaotian replied.

Wu Fuqian looked at Lingniang with doubts in his eyes. He didn't know how to deal with this matter, and his heart was extremely disturbed.

"Don't be stubborn, go back and see Jiajia and the child, maybe your mother's illness will be more than half cured." Yan Qiaotian took Wu Fugan's hand and said, "I know you don't want to see Wu Qiong, But you know very well in your heart that he is your biological father, although he has misunderstood you a lot, but I don't think this is what your mother wants to see."

"Leader, I..." Wu Fuqian grabbed Yan Qiaotian tightly with his backhand, and then said with a Mao Dun expression on his face.

"Okay, listen to me this time, no matter what happens, I will take care of it for you." Yan Qiaotian comforted.

"Then... when will we leave?" Wu Fuqian asked helplessly.

"I've thought about it. After three days, Jueming Ridge is still some time away from Aotianmen. When we arrive, we might be able to drink the hundred-day wine of our little nephew. What do you think?" Yan Qiaotian said while puffing Laughed.

"Hmph, why are you so happy to have a baby?" Wu Fuqian smiled helplessly.

Yan Qiaotian held Wu Fuqian's hand tightly, and said, "It's a pity that you can't have children, otherwise I will definitely ask you to give me a few more, preferably seventeen or eight, so that we won't feel lonely .”

"Seventeen or eight, what do you think of a sow?" Wu Fugan shook off his hand and asked unhappily, "Have you regretted finding a man to be your wife?"

"Regret, yes, I regret it, I regret why I didn't get to know you earlier, otherwise why would I have taken so many detours in the first half of my life?" Yan Qiaotian said solemnly.

"Don't say it so beautifully, I will regret it." After Wu Fuqian glanced at him, he quickly looked away.

"What do you regret? Regret marrying me?" Yan Qiaotian asked curiously.

Wu Fuqian got up slowly, opened the door gently, he looked at the starry sky outside and said: "I regret that you let your Yan family become extinct."

Yan Qiaotian walked up to him, squeezed his arm in displeasure and said, "No more talk in the future, I am satisfied with you, and I don't care if I have offspring."