Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Qiu Jingman listened to his son's words and was very angry. "Qingzhu, didn't I say that? Qiu Xi didn't respect me, was rude to me, yelled at me... how could you be partial to her?" ..."

Wen Qingzhu hung up his mobile phone directly, no longer listening to Qiu Jingman said those.

He is very reluctant to listen, Qiu Jingman said those things that Qiu Xi is bad.

Qiu Xi, what kind of temperament, in the past few years, is he not clear?

Wen Qingzhu's sight fell on the front, accelerated, and continued to go in the direction of Mojia.

The highway that Wen Qingzhu walked came to Mo's house in the early morning.

Mofu and Momu are also not sleepy and have been watching TV at home.

The two usually go to bed earlier. This is because they have been waiting and yawning, so they can only drink tea to refresh themselves.

Even if you let them sleep now, you can't sleep.

They can't help worrying about the children's affairs.

Hearing the knock on the door, Mofu went to open the door.

Wen Qingzhu came in with a chill, but with a gentle and humble smile on his face, "Hi parents, sorry, I'm a little late for the New Year."

Faced with Qingzhu, Mofu and Momu are actually somewhat restrained, "It's too polite, let's go first!"

Snow flakes from outside, and the child can come in the snow, indicating that he also cares about autumn.

This time Wen Qingzhu's visit to Mo's house is completely different from the last time he came.

Last time, he was not as nervous as he was this time, and he even felt a little uneasy.

He was afraid that his father and mother would not accept him.

After all, he didn't protect Qiuxi.

Even though Mofu and Momo said that Qiuxi was not at home, Wen Qingzhu still had a hint of hope in his heart, hoping to see Qiuxi.

His eyes looked involuntarily.

But he couldn't find it, and his eyes were a bit lonely.

Mofu and Momu saw all this in their eyes. The two looked at each other, and their doubts grew bigger and bigger.

"Qingzhu, sit down. There are not so many rules at home. You haven't had dinner yet. I'll cook two dishes."

"Mom, don't be busy. I came here for Qiuxi. I... I went abroad because of something. Qiuxi's cell phone couldn't be reached. I didn't know that she was not at the Wen family and came back."

With that, Wen Qingzhu took another deep breath, "Mom and Dad, I'm sorry, I didn't protect Qiuxi, I want to find her."

He will guard her well in the future.

All he knows is that he feels pain and confusion now, just like what he is missing.

The mother said, "Qingzhu, don't tell you, my father and I received a call from Qiuxi that day and hurried from home to the station in the middle of the night. Do you know what she looks like?"

As she said, Momo’s eyes were red again. “My girl, who was sensible since childhood, is also an example of learning in the neighborhood. It didn’t take me or her dad to worry about it. Although our family couldn’t compare with the family, it didn’t let my daughter suffer. Grievance...

But that day, my girl was so embarrassed, she crouched next to the phone booth, wrapped in a coat, I almost couldn't recognize it..."

Hearing this, Wen Qingzhu's heart hurts, and he couldn't imagine the scene, but he just felt distressed after listening to Momo.

Mo Mo wiped her tears and said, "The child's cell phone is gone, and I can make a phone call with a few dollars in my hand. I don't know, what caused my daughter to be like that. I said, why don't you go Waiting in the hall, she said that she didn’t have a cell phone, and I was afraid that my dad and I couldn’t find her when she went. She was waiting at the phone booth..."

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