Lying Win: My villains are all reborn

Chapter 267 My sister didn’t mean it this way (please support)

It was obviously a question, but the old man said it with great certainty.

Wen Zhengyuan looked at his father and grandparents and nodded: "Well, I said I was sending my second younger brother and sister back to my parents' home."

"Oh."

Wen Qixing chuckled with unknown meaning, "Let it go."

"Tell me the purpose of your coming back this time."

Although he didn't get the answer he wanted from his little girl, he still felt that there must be something particularly important for the eldest son's family to mobilize troops and return to Beijing.

Wen Zhengyuan signaled to his wife and saw that Liu Yufei and the three children were guarding their grandparents.

Only then did he take a deep breath and tell the purpose of his trip: "Dad, we found the child who was replaced back then."

"Plop, clatter, click..."

As soon as I said these words, I heard the sound of something falling to the ground, the sound of the book breaking, and the sound of someone falling down.

He was in his sixties, his Adam's apple rolled, and there was a faint sparkle in his eyes.

Wen Zhengyuan waited for his father and grandparents to calm down a little before slowly telling what happened.

Following the voice, I looked over and saw Wen Zhenzhen, who had been relaxed and casual a second ago, sitting on the floor with a confused face, looking at her eldest brother in disbelief.

"That child...that child...she...she..."

Wen Zhengyuan also hurriedly said, "She is just used to taking care of everything by herself, and is not used to having so many relatives suddenly appear."

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

Wen Qixing calmed down and asked calmly, "Are you going to pick her up for your father?"

The old man didn't even care about his heartache when his most precious purple clay teacup was broken, and stared at his eldest grandson with his cloudy old eyes.

Liu Yufei and her daughter were beside the old lady, patting her back and squeezing her shoulders, "Relax, relax."

"Mom, I won't be here for a day or two."

"She doesn't want to come back?"

Wen Sicheng's brother and sister hurriedly carried the old man's back, "Calm down, calm down, my dad will tell everyone about this matter slowly."

The tea cup and sewing basket in the hands of Mr. Wen and his wife fell and scattered all over the floor.

The old lady, Wen Zhoushi, wiped away her tears and choked up, "That child has suffered so much. We must bring him back as soon as possible to make up for the debt we have incurred over the years."

The old man in the history of civilization was also a little ashamed, "Although I have secretly sent people to search for it in recent years, I haven't tried too hard."

After hearing Wen Nian's experience, the old lady wiped away tears and her voice was choked with sobs and she could not speak.

"Grandma (grandma), don't be anxious, don't be anxious."

"Why wait until tomorrow?"

Although the tone was calm, the slightly trembling voice still betrayed the old man's mood at the moment.

But he took a deep breath and sucked it back.

Liu Yufei quickly explained for Wen Nian, "She just can't accept the change of identity for the moment."

"Back then, your mother said that the child was not from the Wen family, but we still didn't believe it."

His body remained stiff and his eyes stared straight at Wen Zhengyuan.

"Dad, Yu Fei is right, my sister has no intention of you picking her up in person."

"OK."

"Sister, that's not what you meant."

When he said this, the old man looked at his son: "Qixing, they say that mother and son are connected. It seems that we were the ones who wrongly blamed Xiang Ling."

Wen Qixing's expression didn't change much, but his burning eyes betrayed his mood at this time: "Are you sure?"

"In addition, I made an appointment with her to visit her mother in the nursing home tomorrow. After meeting her mother, I will bring them back together."

I was so excited that I was shaking all over, and I couldn't breathe for a long time.

The mother's words made Wen Qixing wake up from the loss and recovery, "When the children grow up, they have their own ideas. We can't force them too much."

"But……"

"Listen to the children."

The history of civilization patted his wife's skinny hand to comfort him, "I have been here for so many years, so I really am not in a hurry for a day or two."

(End of chapter)