This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

Chapter 515: Dad, please, don't drive me away!

   Chapter 515 Dad, please, don't drive me away!

  Wen Jinghong sarcastically stared at the aphasia Yanjun. The Wen family was once deceived, which has left them all faceless.

   Nowadays, people from a small town family dare to talk nonsense in front of them. It turns out that this is their way of education.

  It's no wonder that Wen Zhiyuan is so changeable. With such a pair of parents ‘teaching’ behind her back, she is really blue.

Thinking about this, Wen Jinghong turned around with his hand and glanced at the ground: "Wen Zhiyuan, raise your head!"

  What he calls her is no longer ‘Yuanyuan’ and ‘Xiaoyuan’.

  He looked into her gaze, and gradually withdrew from the love of being a father.

  At this time, Wen Zhiyuan, who had been kneeling for a long time, finally raised his head to meet his gaze.

  The blood stains on the corners of her mouth were still there, and gauze was on her forehead. The moment she raised her head, tears slid down her eyes and hit the ground.

  Wen Zhiyuan’s eyes are red and dripping with blood. It seems that because of her extreme restraint, the lines on her face twitch, "Dad..."

   Hoarse, weak, and sad.

  The previous pride and the shrewdness that framed Yan Shiqi, all died down.

  Wen Jinghong's expression is serious and his eyes are calm. If it weren't for his clenched fists with his hands behind his back, it might really make people mistakenly think that he has no feelings for Wen Zhiyuan anymore.

  Duanmu Lanya saw this scene, although she couldn't bear it, she just stood silently by the side without saying a word.

  The heart seemed to have been cut to pieces, and it hurt so much that she didn’t know what to do.

  Wen Jinghong pressed the corners of her lips tightly, her nose fluttered, and said word by word: "I am not your father. From today, you can go back to Yan's house."

   In one sentence, all the expectations of Wen Zhiyuan were shattered.

  She breathed suddenly, and opened her mouth slightly in disbelief.

  In the mist, she began to shake her head, and kept murmuring: "No, no, Dad, I don't want to go back, I don't want to be a child of the Yan family, I am the daughter of the Wen family, and I am Wen Zhiyuan.

  Dad, don’t you hurt me anymore? I only took the title examination of the cultural center last month, have you forgotten it? You said I was your pride. "

  While talking, she rubbed her knees to Wen Jinghong's feet.

  Wen Zhiyuan knelt in front of him, tugging at his trousers, looking up at Wen Jinghong, who was slender.

  She kept pulling him, tears streaming down her face, "Dad, you can't do this, you have to believe me.

  If it's because I took the money from Yan's family, can I pay them back?

  I will pay them back now, I don’t want any points! Dad, please, don't drive me away..."

Ms. Lian and Yanjun beside    were stunned at the same time!

  Ms. Lian looked in a daze, her voice trembling, "Nanny, what are you talking about..."

  Wen Zhiyu didn't even look at her. As if she hadn't heard of it, she always stared at Wen Jinghong with tears in her eyes.

  Seeing this, Wen Jinghong looked down at her who was kneeling on the ground, his hands clenched even more tightly.

  For so many years, he has never let this child cry so sad, and he has never seen her look so humble.

  However, one cannot be soft-hearted, nor can it be soft-hearted.

  Those things she did, everything she took out was enough to shame the Wen family.

  The Wen family has been upright and upright throughout their lives, but because of such a child, they lose style.

  Wen Jinghong's thoughts are chaotic, and his emotions are extremely complicated.

  But all the emotions of being overwhelmed are covered by his indifferent expression.

Wen Zhiyuan begged, like a poor beggar, her nose and tears muddled her face, and the blood on the corner of her mouth mixed with tears on her jaw like a poison rose.

  She waggles her tail like this, but she can't see the kindness of the past in Wen Jinghong's expression.

  After a flash of light, she looked at Duanmu Lanya with tears and tears, let go of Wen Jinghong's trousers, and she crawled over, "Mom, you won't want me, do you?"

  (End of this chapter)

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