Lying Win: My villains are all reborn

Since his father had said so, Wen Zhengyuan didn't have much to say. He turned around and reminded his wife: "Help my sister take care of Sheng'er and the others."

"rest assured."

Liu Yufei didn't say much, and stretched out his hand to hold Jia Qing and Jia Xin's little hands.

And he whispered to his children, "Sicheng, you stay with cousin Jiasheng."

Wen Nian looked back at the three children and saw that they were all obedient and following Liu Yufei.

Seeing her look over, the three sisters obediently gave their mother a big smile, signaling her not to worry about them.

Seeing this, Wen Nian felt more at ease and smiled at the children to express his appreciation.

At this time, the three Jiasheng sisters were obedient and did not approach their mother.

They knew that their mother was about to meet her biological mother, and she would probably not be able to take care of them by then.

So I let my aunt and cousin hold hands and walk inside.

Both of them smiled politely, and no one said anything more.

"Sister Xiao, I wonder where my mother is now?"

A gentle and loving voice came from the quiet and quiet courtyard: "I'm telling you, my child is amazing."

Wen Nian also didn't expect that she would hear such news before she met her mother in person. She felt a little upset, her eyes were a little bitter, and she smiled unnaturally.

The little face was tense and the little mouth was pursed tightly.

"That child is the most promising child I have ever given birth to. If you don't believe me, when that child comes, Auntie will let you have a good look at it."

The voices of the staff came, "We believe that any child you give birth to will be the best."

When she said this, the woman's eyes inadvertently looked at the stranger here.

About ten minutes or so, Wen Nian and his daughter appeared at the door of an exquisite courtyard.

Sister Xiao smiled very gently, "Aunt Liu didn't go anywhere today. After breakfast, she hurried back to the small courtyard to wait."

Sister Xiao led the way while talking to the Wen family: "Aunt Liu told me when she got up in the morning that she dreamed of her child."

Seeing the father and daughter speeding up their pace, Wen Zhengyuan, Wen Zhenzhen and others also ran a few steps to keep up.

"You tell us the place and we can go there ourselves."

Being pulled by his father, Wen Nian unconsciously quickened his pace and followed him closely.

"It's okay. My job is to take good care of each senior and receive their family members."

I didn’t forget to say one more thing: “Don’t keep your mother waiting.”

When Wen Qixing heard the news, he grabbed his daughter's wrist with his rough hand and walked quickly towards one of the tree-lined paths.

"She even asked us to clean her up properly so that she could see her child in good spirits."

She once thought that she didn't care about these things.

Feeling her gaze, Wen Nian looked up and met her eyes.

Wen Zhengyuan noticed the way she looked at Wen Nian, and fearing that his sister wouldn't be used to it, he quickly spoke to attract her attention.

But when she heard Sister Xiao relaying those words, something in the woman's heart seemed to be touched, making her feel uncomfortable.

"Then hurry up."

Wen Zhengyuan's brother and sister couldn't help but look at Wen Nian.

The staff who take care of Liu Xiangling actually know something vaguely.

The closer the distance, the harder it is for her to calm down.

There is another unspeakable emotion brewing.

This is the heart-to-heart connection between mother and daughter, right?

"The children born by my aunt are all very promising."

In so many years, it was the first time that they were so excited and happy to see the old man in front of them.

Outside the hospital, Wen Nian felt sad as he listened to the conversation inside, and tears came to his eyes.

At this moment, she actually felt that she was her original self, and that she was her original self.

The feeling of being connected to each other made her no longer as calm and calm as before.

She pursed her lips tightly, broke free from her father's hands, and stepped into the small courtyard.