Lying Win: My villains are all reborn

Chapter 270 What happened back then was all my fault (Thanks for the blessings, please support)

Although Wen Nian didn't show that he cared much about this family relationship, in fact, he still had a faint expectation in his heart.

Maybe it's her desire for family affection, or maybe it's a little bit of obsession that remains from her original body.

In short, when it comes to her biological parents, it would be a lie to say that she is not touched at all.

The reason why I pretend not to care is because I don't want to be disappointed in the future.

The less you expect, the more surprises you will get, right?

The mother and son tidied up their appearance, then joined hands to open the door to the suite, and stood quietly at the exit of the elevator, waiting quietly.

At this time, there were not many people coming and going in the hotel. The mother and son didn't wait long before they heard the elevator door ding open.

Wen Zhengyuan and Wen Zhenzhen helped an old man in his sixties get out of the elevator.

"Hello, uncle."

As soon as the three children saw Wen Zhengyuan, they greeted him obediently.

"Ah, sister, Qing'er, why are you still out?"

As soon as Wen Zhengyuan saw the mother and son, the smile on his face became a little brighter, "Just wait in the room."

"It's okay. I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to find me upstairs, so I came out to greet you."

As she spoke, her eyes fell on the old man they were supporting, and she found that the old man's eyes were red with excitement and his body was shaking slightly.

The first time Wen Qixing saw Wen Nian, he confirmed that she was his child.

The old man's eyes were reddish, his voice was a little choked, his lips were trembling, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

When Wen Zhenzhen saw her, she acted like a spoiled child.

He let go of his father and came over to hold Wen Nian's arm: "Sister, when you come back, why don't you recognize me as your sister?"

"Do you think I'm not worthy of being your sister?"

"No."

Wen Nian smiled, "I just..."

After hesitating, he didn't say anything. He turned around to look at the environment in front of him and said hesitantly: "Don't disturb other people's access here. Let's go back to the room and talk about it."

While speaking, he stepped forward to fill Wen Zhenzhen's gap, and supported the trembling old man: "Are you...are you okay?"

Although she knew that this might be her biological father, she couldn't say that word for a while.

It can only be addressed by 'you'.

"well."

The tall old man held back the tears of excitement and never took his eyes away from his daughter's face, "I'm fine."

He asked with trembling lips: "You...you..."

But you tried several times without saying a complete sentence.

He could only turn his gaze from her face to some well-behaved children: "These...are these my grandchildren?"

"yes."

Wen Nian answered with a smile and turned to call the children, "Sheng'er, Xin'er, Qing'er, call me grandpa."

"Hello grandpa."

The three sisters said in unison.

"Hey, okay, grandpa."

Wen Qixing stretched out his big hand towards the children, "Grandpa's dear grandson, grandpa is sorry for you..."

When he said this, his voice choked up, and the tears he held back in his eyes finally couldn't be controlled and fell silently.

"It's all over."

Wen Nian felt the complex emotions in the old man's heart and comforted him softly, "Please pay attention to your health, don't get too excited, or you may injure yourself."

"No...not excited."

Wen Qixing calmed down and said in a trembling voice, "Dad is not excited."

That's weird.

While they were talking, several people, old and young, had already entered Suite 707.

The brother and sister helped their father sit up, while the three children took water cups and poured water, and some of them got fruits from their schoolbags.

"Grandpa, uncle, aunt, drink water and eat sweets."

The three sisters warmly greeted their seniors, placed water in front of them, and obediently returned to stand next to their mother.

"My child, what happened back then was my fault."

The old man drank a glass of water to calm down, patted the back of the hand of his daughter, whom he had met for the first time, and said reproachfully, "Dad should go back to pick up your mother in person."

(End of chapter)