Only pamper but not love [rebirth]

Wen Muyu called and asked the lawyer to negotiate with Luo Qing, and at the same time went to the place where Wen's father was detained.

This is just a personal grievance, and there is no major event such as human life. As long as Luo Qing withdraws the lawsuit, everything will be fine.

Wen Xuerou saw her finish the call, and asked curiously: "Then what if Luo Qing disagrees?"

Wen Muyu brows were full of confidence, she raised her eyebrows and asked back: "The quarrel broke out, and I couldn't hide that incident back then. Do you think she can lose face like this?"

Wen Xuerou couldn't help frowning when she heard this.It was not because of Luo Qing, but because she was worried that Wen Muyu would be implicated.

If there is a real quarrel, Wen Muyu, who is the center, will definitely be affected, and it will completely hurt the enemy by one thousand and self-damage by eight hundred.

She regretted making such a suggestion.Although it can solve the problem, the two are Wen Muyu's biological father and biological mother after all. Even if Wen Muyu doesn't care about the two of them in his heart, it will be uncomfortable.

Wen Muyu watched Wen Xuerou frown quietly, his expression turned cold instantly, and asked aloud, "Do you think I've done too much?"

Wen Xuerou raised her head, met Wen Muyu's indifferent expression, shook her head quickly, and raised her hand to grab her hands.

"I'm just worried about you."

The warm touch came from the back of the hand, making Wen Muyu in a trance for a moment.But she quickly came back to her senses and withdrew her hands expressionlessly.

If it was the previous life, she would be moved, but now...she is not going to entangle her anymore.

Wen Muyu looked at the face in front of her, and turned her head to look out the window.

Wen Xuerou clenched her hands tightly, her lips pursed into a straight line.

At noon, Wen Muyu asked the lawyer Wen's father to come out.

I haven't seen him for a few months, but Father Wen has become much haggard. His face is dirty and messy, and his appearance is worse than that of a beggar who has been sleeping on the street for several months.

Father Wen noticed Wen Muyu's existence, his eyes instantly became fierce, and he even wanted to rush over, but was stopped by the bodyguard a few meters away.

But he still roared unwillingly: "Why are you here? Are you here to see my joke?"

"I bailed you out. Grandpa didn't know about it." Wen Muyu's eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking at someone unrelated, and his tone was like an iceberg that would not melt for thousands of years, making people shiver with cold.

"If you do this again, I can send you back immediately, and stay for another ten days and a half a month—or even a lifetime."

Father Wen's eyes widened, but thinking of Wen Muyu's methods and the previous few days of being locked up, his body trembled involuntarily.

Wen Muyu didn't speak anymore, but asked someone to take Father Wen to clean up.With Father Wen's image, if grandma sees it, even if she doesn't say it on the surface, she will be sad underneath.

After waiting for more than an hour, until the stylist changed Father Wen's face into a normal fat middle-aged image, she took people back.

The two cars went back one after the other.

After Father Wen was imprisoned, Grandpa Wen kicked him out to reflect. He slept on the street every day and didn't eat his last meal. Now that he returned home, looking at the familiar furniture, he realized that there was a day that he thought was the most normal. How rare.

Father Wen's eyes were red, he touched the sofa with trembling hands, and sat down slowly.

After a while, he said, "What do you want me to do?"

Wen Muyu raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect Father Wen to have some brains.But Wen's father is sensible and saves her trouble.

"Just keep harassing Luo Qing. Don't let them harass your grandparents. As long as they don't hurt anyone, I can protect you."

Father Wen didn't expect her to say that, so he was silent for a while: "You hate her?"

"I hate you too." When Wen Muyu said this, there was no expression on his face.

Wen Xuerou on the side blushed when she saw this expression, and couldn't help feeling distressed, she reached out to hold Wen Muyu's hand.

Wen Muyu withdrew his hand silently, continued to look at Father Wen, and said indifferently: "You should thank your grandparents for being alive, otherwise you think you can still come out?"

Although she disdained to use those despicable means, Father Wen's evil deeds were too numerous to record, and if she really had to count them one by one, she could make Father Wen spend the rest of his life in prison.

With a complicated expression, Father Wen lowered his head and touched his right leg.

"As long as you honestly fulfill my request, I can guarantee that you will return to the old days of eating and drinking." Money is what Wen Muyu lacks most.

"What if I don't agree?"

Wen Muyu didn't speak, stood up and prepared to leave, and motioned to the bodyguard.

The bodyguard beside her knew it in seconds, and immediately stepped forward to grab Father Wen.

When Father Wen saw that Wen Muyu was going to send him back, his expression panicked and he quickly changed his words: "I promise! I promise!"

Wen Muyu's eyes signaled the bodyguard to let go, said a few more words, and then left with Wen Xuerou.

Wen Xuerou didn't believe Father Wen's character, and asked worriedly, "Will he sue his grandparents?"

"Sue him, as long as he has the guts." In the past, it was all for the sake of his grandparents, but now Wen Muyu has no patience, and he will no longer soften his heart.

If father Wen didn't even have this effect now, then there's no need to be an eyesore in front of her.

After Wen Muyu finished speaking, seeing Wen Xuerou staring blankly at herself, she frowned: "What's wrong?"

"Xiao Yu, you are so handsome." Wen Xuerou said with a shy smile.

There was a bit of disgust in Wen Muyu's cold eyes.

"You are so hypocritical."

Wen Xuerou: "..."

Back at the old house, Wen Muyu was stopped by her grandfather.

"Come to the study." After the grandfather finished speaking, he turned around and went upstairs first.

Wen Muyu was not surprised, after all, she couldn't hide what she did, and grandpa knew that what she did was normal.

But Grandpa Wen didn't mean to question her, he just asked her about her plan, and then let her leave.

Wen Muyu responded, turned and left the study, and looked up when the door was closed.

Grandpa Wen sat upright, but his white hair made him seem much older.

Wen Muyu lowered her eyes and slowly closed the door.

Back in the bedroom, she had just closed the door when she heard Wen Xuerou ask, "Grandpa didn't tell you, did he?"

"No." Wen Muyu tugged at the collar and took off his coat.

Wen Xuerou saw that she didn't look like she was okay, and asked with concern: "What's the matter? I don't think you are very happy."

Wen Muyu stopped and turned to look at the person on the bed.

The eyes of the two met in the air.

"Do you think that because you have a dream, you know me well?" Wen Muyu said coldly, "I don't need your concern."

Wen Xuerou was dumb, lowered her head and said "I'm sorry".

Wen Muyu paused for a moment, then realized that his tone was a little harsh, and said "Sorry", then took his coat again and left the room.

She stood at the door, looked at the closed door for a while, then turned and went to the study.

In the evening, there was a knock on the door of the study.

"Xiao Yu." Wen Xuerou opened the door and came in, with a anxious expression on her face, "He has passed by, do you want to take a look?"

Wen Muyu was reading a book and didn't react when she heard this.

Seeing that Wen Muyu was unclear, Wen Xuerou stepped forward and stretched out her hand as if to pull.

Wen Muyu avoided, frowning: "What are you doing?"

Wen Xuerou was a little hurt, but she also understood Wen Muyu's behavior, and pointed to the balcony, "You can see it over there."

Wen Muyu didn't know why, but she still left the desk and walked to the balcony.

She looked around and saw nothing unusual.

Wen Xuerou: "This is the only way to see clearly."

Wen Muyu was about to ask, when Wen Xuerou took out a telescope from nowhere in the next second.

After hesitating for two seconds, she still took it. "Where are you from?"

"The housekeeper gave it to you." Wen Xuerou urged, "This question is not important, you should take a look."

Wen Muyu opened the binoculars and looked in the direction of Wen Xuerou's finger, and after a while, she saw Luo Qing. Opposite Luo Qing, there was a round figure.Looking around, she found that it was the door of Luo Qing's house, so the person at the door should be Father Wen.The other party was holding a trumpet in his hand, moved a small chair, and sat in front of Luo Qing's house with his legs crossed.

The distance was a bit far, so she couldn't hear exactly what was said, but judging from Luo Qing's frantic expression, it shouldn't be a good word.

After watching for a while, she took away the binoculars.

Seeing that Wen Muyu's expression didn't change, Wen Xuerou felt a little guilty, and asked, "Can't you?"

"It's okay." Wen Muyu put the telescope in her hand, "How do you know where he went?"

"The butler thought I was bored, so he gave me a telescope." Wen Xuerou looked innocent, "Look around and you'll see it."

Wen Muyu lowered her eyes, wondering if the butler's behavior was intentional or unintentional.

After dinner, Wen Xuerou took Wen Muyu out for a walk in order to cultivate their relationship.

Passing by the door of Luo Qing's house, the two found Father Wen cooking small hot pot, and servants kept bringing food from the house.The small hot pot was smoking, and there was a sour and spicy smell of butter in the air.

Father Wen turned his head and saw the two of them too. He paused for a while while chewing, then pretended he didn't see them, and continued to bury his head in his meal.

The two walked around a few times until they finished their walk and went back to the old house. Father Wen's small hot pot didn't stop.

At six o'clock in the evening, Wen Muyu heard from the housekeeper that the police had come to mediate.

But Naihe eating hot pot on the side of the road is not illegal, and Father Wen didn't disturb the others, he was only verbally persuaded.

the next day.

Before dawn, the two of them got up for a morning run, and when they passed Luo Qing's house, they found that Father Wen was already waiting at the door, with a stereo next to it.

The tune played by the stereo was a bit weird, like the background music of a square dance, but it didn't look like it.The sound was not very loud, and they could only hear it clearly when they got closer.And Father Wen was playing music at the door of Luo's house, at least the people inside would definitely be able to hear it.

This endless method, this appearance of being more dedicated than nine to six in the morning, is completely different from the image of the drunkard before.

Although Wen Xuerou looked darkly, she couldn't understand Father Wen's sudden change, so she asked Wen Muyu suspiciously.

Wen Muyu could guess what. "Probably because I'm afraid of going back to the days before."

Without Grandpa Wen's protection and financial support, Father Wen has suffered a lot these days.Now that it's hard to return to a comfortable and comfortable life, naturally I don't want to suffer anymore.

What's more, Father Wen hated Luo Qing to death.Even if she didn't make a request, she would probably come to the door tirelessly.

Wen Muyu took a look, then turned and left.

Although Wen Xuerou wanted to watch a good show, she still wanted to enjoy the opportunity to run with Wen Muyu in the morning, so she trotted to keep up with Wen Muyu after watching more.

It's just that there is a gap in their physical fitness.After the second lap, Wen Xuerou was out of breath, and she tugged at the iron gate of Wen's house, refusing to leave, and waved her hands: "I, I can't do it."

She looked up at Wen Muyu, and found that Wen Muyu's face was not flushed and she was not out of breath.If it weren't for a little sweat on his forehead, he would really look exactly the same as when he started running laps.

Wen Xuerou was envious in her heart, and she couldn't help showing two points in her eyes.

Wen Muyu didn't force her, and asked her to relax, then turned her head and continued, running two more laps before stopping.

After breakfast, Wen Xuerou was called by her grandmother to chat in the garden.

Wen Muyu went back to the room, sat for a while and didn't know what to do, so she got up and pulled out the suitcase to start packing.

I stayed in the old house for nearly a week, and the vacation is almost over.She will go to work the day after tomorrow, so she has to go back to the city tomorrow night.

Wen Muyu unzipped the zipper, put the suitcase flat, and saw the book inside at a glance, and then remembered that this was the photo album to be returned to Wen Xuerou's mother.

She stretched out her hand to pick up the photo album, she saw something dropped out of the corner of her eye, and bent down to pick it up.

But looking at the photo, she was stunned.

The photo is about the size of a palm, and the edges are a little yellowed, which seems to be very old.

Inside were two little girls. The little girl on the left was thin and weak, with uneven hair like a dog chewing on her skin, sallow skin, and some malnutrition, but her eyes were bright.

The little girl on the right is wearing a foreign dress, has chestnut curly hair, and has exquisite facial features like a doll, but her face is a little pale, and her eyes are not as innocent as the little girl beside her. Very weird.

Wen Muyu immediately recognized Wen Xuerou on the left, and stared at the little girl on the right.

The person above is exactly the same as when she was a child, the only difference is that her hair has never been dyed or curled.

Xu Xiaoya.

Wen Muyu read this name, but she didn't expect the two to know each other when they were young.

Looking at the photo, what Xu Xiaoya said that afternoon rang in her ears.

"Xiaorou should have been mine."

Originally, she thought Xu Xiaoya was joking, but she didn't expect that the two had known each other since they were young.

Wen Muyu closed his eyes, sat on the edge of the bed, his hand holding the photo was bruised.

If the two had known each other since childhood, then—was she the one who came later?

——Second update——

I don't know how long it took before Wen Muyu came back to his senses.

It doesn't matter whether the two knew each other when they were young, and it will not affect her decision to divorce.

And seeing this photo made her even more determined to divorce.

Wen Muyu lowered her eyes, put the photo back into the photo album with a sullen face, and then put it in Wen Xuerou's suitcase, but the anger of being deceived in her heart was hard to ignore.

After probably packing her luggage, she went aside to read a book with a sullen face.It's just that she kept thinking about the divorce, until Wen Xuerou came back, she didn't think about a word.

Wen Xuerou closed the door, and seeing her reading a book, she coughed lightly before asking, "Xiaoyu, grandma asked if you would like to eat anything, and said to prepare it in advance and let us take it away tomorrow night."

"Don't bother." Wen Muyu lowered his head and turned to the next page casually.

"That's what I said too." Wen Xuerou sat on the edge of the bed with a smile on her face, she didn't notice anything unusual, "But elders, I think they will stuff a bunch of things for us to take away."

"En." Wen Muyu replied coldly without raising his head.

Only now did Wen Xuerou feel Wen Muyu's indifference, and the smile on her face gradually faded.

She lowered her head and recalled the words and deeds before entering the door and even today, and she didn't know where to annoy Wen Muyu again.

Mingming came back from running until breakfast, the relationship between the two was still harmonious.

But after breakfast, she went to grandma to be angry, and it was impossible to make Wen Muyu angry.

She thought of a possibility, stood up and walked to the desk.

"Light rain."

From the corner of her eyes, Wen Muyu noticed that there was an extra figure beside the table, turned her gaze away and turned the page again, and gave a faint "hmm".

"Aren't you..." Wen Xuerou looked at that serious face, but in the end she still couldn't say the words "Come to relatives".

"what?"

"It's nothing." Wen Xuerou smiled again, "You must be tired from reading, I'll get you something to eat."

Wen Muyu was inexplicable, but instinctively refused.

"Need not."

"No, you read the book carefully, half an hour is enough." Wen Xuerou waved her hand, and walked out after speaking.

The door was gently closed.

Wen Muyu put down the book, frowning tightly.

After half an hour, Wen Xuerou left and came back, still holding a tray in her hand.

The book in Wen Muyu's hand was taken away, and then a cup and a bowl were placed on the table in front of her, and she could vaguely smell a moderate ginger smell.

"This is ginger juice and milk, and this is ginger tea." Wen Xuerou said with a smile, "If you have a stomachache, I also prepared a warm patch."

Wen Muyu didn't understand Wen Xuerou's intentions at first, and it wasn't until she heard the warm post that she realized that Wen Xuerou had misunderstood.

Wen Xuerou smiled and pushed the ginger tea cup forward, reminding: "It's better to drink while it's hot."

Wen Muyu leaned back on the back of the chair, pushed the cup and bowl aside, and said flatly, "I didn't come."

Wen Xuerou was stunned, but she also knew that Wen Muyu didn't need to lie about this kind of matter.She thought that Wen Muyu became moody because she was irritable because she came to her aunt, but she didn't expect to have an oolong, and her cheeks gradually turned pink.

She touched her nose resentfully, and said forcefully, "If you didn't come, you can eat."

"I'm not hungry, you can eat." Wen Muyu pulled out the chair and got up, took back her book from Wen Xuerou, and went over the desk to the bed to continue reading.

Wen Xuerou turned her head to look over, only to see Wen Muyu's exquisite but expressionless profile.

She put down the tray and asked cautiously, "Xiaoyu, what did I do wrong?"

"No." Wen Muyu's tone was cold, without raising his head.

Wen Xuerou's mouth twitched, but she knew Wen Muyu's temperament, if Wen Muyu didn't want to say it, she wouldn't say it no matter how much she asked.

In the end, she didn't say anything, just picked up the cup and bowl, put them on the tray, and left quietly.

Wen Muyu looked away from the book, looked at the thin and depressed back, and frowned.

Wen Xuerou's behavior made her appear to be a villain.

At night, everything is silent.

In the dark bedroom, only the hazy moonlight casts on the bed through the half-open window.

Wen Muyu, who was sleeping soundly, frowned and clenched his hands into fists.

"Xiaorou, why are you being so nice to me?"

"Because... we are friends."

"You are the second person who is willing to make friends with me."

"By the way, you both look alike, just like twins. I'll introduce you to each other after we get out. Xiaoya will definitely be shocked."

"Boom—" Thunder and lightning flashed outside the window.

The person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, dripping with sweat, as if coming out of the water.

Wen Xuerou on the side was woken up, sat up rubbing her eyes, and asked vaguely, "Xiao Yu, what's wrong?"

Wen Muyu's face was gloomy, but it was perfectly hidden in the night.

"It's okay, it's just thunder. I'll get up and close the window. You can continue to sleep." She lifted the quilt and got up, closed the window, and went into the bathroom to wash her face.

The cold water splashed on his face, and his beating heart gradually calmed down.

She thought back to the dream just now.

After she was kidnapped together with Wen Xuerou, she once asked Wen Xuerou why she still protected her after being implicated by her.

She couldn't remember the answer at that time for so many years.I didn't expect to be stimulated by that old photo, and now I remembered everything.

It turned out that Wen Xuerou and Xu Xiaoya had known each other long before they were kidnapped.

It turned out that she only gained Wen Xuerou's friendship because she looked like Xu Xiaoya.

original……

Wen Muyu lowered his head and poured cold water on his face again.

"Boom boom boom——"

After knocking on the door, Wen Xuerou's voice also rang out. "Xiaoyu, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Wen Muyu replied, raised her head, and wiped her face with a towel.

An indifferent face was reflected in the mirror, the long and narrow phoenix eyes were a little scarlet, and the thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line.

After cleaning up, she opened the door, just in time to see Wen Xuerou leaning against the door and yawning.

"rest early."

After Wen Muyu left a sentence, she passed Wen Xuerou and went back to bed.

After a while, there was a rustling sound from the other side of the bed.

"Xiao Yu, good night." A vague voice sounded behind Wen Muyu.

Wen Muyu didn't feel sleepy, closed his eyes, and said "um" perfunctorily.

I don't know how long it took before Wen Muyu turned to face Wen Xuerou when there was a gentle breathing sound from behind.

She has known Xu Xiaoya since she was a child, why did Wen Xuerou say that she didn't know Xu Xiaoya before?

Did you discuss it with Xu Xiaoya?Get close to her, gain her trust, and let her donate a kidney?

Wen Muyu knew it was unlikely, but she couldn't stop thinking about the worst possibility.

This night, Wen Muyu couldn't fall asleep again, sometimes thinking about things from her previous life, sometimes thinking about things after her rebirth, or thinking about Wen Xuerou's indifference in her previous life and her current "gentle and considerate" two completely different personalities .

It was getting brighter, and the warm sunlight was faintly cast in through the curtains.

The alarm clock rings to remind you to run in the morning.

Wen Muyu regained consciousness and felt sleepy after turning off the alarm clock. She yawned and closed her eyes to rest.

Wen Xuerou on the side was woken up, rubbed her eyes and sat up, but when she opened her eyes, she found that Wen Muyu was still sleeping, she hesitated for two seconds and lay back under the blanket.

Wen Muyu was in a daze, and just about to fall asleep, she suddenly felt her arm being grabbed and lifted up.After a while, there was more warmth in my arms.

She was so sleepy that she didn't want to talk to her at first, but the person in her arms hugged her back and forth, she didn't know whether she was looking for a place or what she was doing, which made her unable to sleep at all.

"Be honest." She raised her hand and patted it, her sleepy voice was a little low and hoarse, and it was more ambiguous in the ears of caring people.

Wen Xuerou didn't expect that Wen Muyu was awake. Hearing this, the remaining drowsiness on her body disappeared instantly, her whole body froze, and she closed her eyes guiltily.

She secretly reached out to cover her buttocks, her face flushed, her heart was beating as violently as after running a few kilometers of marathon, almost jumping out of her chest.

It was only after a while that Wen Xuerou found that Wen Muyu didn't make any next move, let alone push her away, and opened a gap.

The long and curled eyelashes are imprinted in the eyes.

The two got very close, and Wen Xuerou could feel Wen Muyu's subtle breath spraying on her face, her eyes rolled back and forth, and her gaze was almost greedily observing the sleeping face in front of her.

Suddenly, she saw Wen Muyu's eyelashes trembling as if she was about to wake up, so she quickly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

Wen Muyu didn't open his eyes, but felt cold, pulled the quilt and went back to sleep.

Wen Xuerou breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't dare to make any more moves.The warm embrace and blanket made her feel drowsy. She yawned, closed her eyes, and fell asleep next to Wen Muyu.

In the afternoon, when Wen Muyu heard from the housekeeper that Luo Qing's family had moved away, the stone in her heart fell back to reality.

After dinner, Wen Muyu and his wife were leaving too.

As Wen Xuerou said, Grandma Wen prepared a lot of food for the two of them.

"These vegetables are grown at home without spraying, which is better than those in the market."

"The meat is also freshly slaughtered, and you may not be able to buy it in the city center.

"These snacks are made by grandma. You can give some to Ziqing if you can't finish them later."

"..."

Grandma asked the servant to put the box in the trunk while explaining the contents to the two of them.

Grandma didn't give up until the trunk couldn't fit at all.

Wen Muyu hugged his grandparents reluctantly, and said a few words of relief before getting into the car.

After the car drove a certain distance, Wen Muyu could still see grandma standing at the door waving through the rearview mirror, feeling a little heavy.

Neither of them spoke on the road, and there was only soothing music playing in the car.

Wen Muyu could occasionally feel Wen Xuerou's scrutiny, but when she turned her head away, Wen Xuerou quickly turned her head to look at the car window.

Wen Muyu didn't care about going back and forth several times.

When I got back to the apartment, it was already 08:30 in the evening.

The two sorted the things that grandma had given them and put them in the refrigerator, filling the empty refrigerator to the brim again.

Wen Xuerou was a little tired and lay down directly on the sofa.

Wen Muyu stood for a while, remembered something, turned and walked to the study.

As soon as she lowered her head, she could see the photo of the two of them by the computer. She hesitated for two seconds, but she still firmly opened the drawer and took out the paper bag inside.

She came to the hall with the bag, and finally stopped in front of Wen Xuerou.

Wen Xuerou raised her eyes and saw the paper bag she was holding in her hand at a glance. She felt a little nervous in her heart, put down the pillow in her arms, and stood up awkwardly.

"Xiao Yu?" There was an obvious tremor in the voice.

Wen Muyu remembered the photo and the conversation in the dream, and closed his eyes wearily, and when he opened them again, there was only firmness in his eyes.

"Wen Xuerou, let's get a divorce."

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I didn't mean to get stuck here hahahaha (dog head