Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

After a few words, Wen Qingyue woke up Wen Canghai.

After all, the Wen family still depends on her and the Fu family to get out of the crisis.

Although Wen Canghai liked Wen Shuangshuang's daughter a little, but compared with his company and his property, it was insignificant.

After thinking it over clearly, Wen Canghai calmed down a lot, and didn't agree immediately. He said in confusion, "What do you want 20.00% of the shares for? You are still studying. After all, the shares are not going to be distributed to your brothers and sisters in the end."

"Since it's going to be distributed to us in the end, it's no different to give it in advance. I can't be wronged." Wen Qingyue sat down calmly, reached out to take an orange from the fruit plate, and peeled it slowly.

Wen Canghai thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, "Okay, I promise you, but you can't move the 20.00% shares, you can't sell them, and you can only pay dividends at the end of the year."

After peeling off the orange peel, the bitter smell of juice spread in the air. Wen Qingyue peeled half of it, broke off a piece and ate it gracefully. The sweet and sour juice spread in her mouth. She nodded leisurely, "Yes, but I want to have a look at the company's major projects in the future, and the Wen family has declared to the outside world that they have severed ties with Wen Shuangshuang, and she has no relationship with the Wen family since then."

Since then, the Wen family in Jiangcheng has only one daughter.

The surrounding fell into silence, and Wen Qingyue didn't force them to agree immediately, and threw the two-petaled orange into the trash can, it was too sour.

"Tomorrow is the deadline, and you have to give me the answer tonight." Wen Qingyue took out a wet paper towel and wiped her hands carefully. Would you like to go out to dinner with me?"

Wen Cun looked at his sister distressedly, nodded, "Okay!"

The three of Wen Canghai could only watch the two leave, Zhao Qiuxia looked at Wen Qingyue's back, opened her mouth, wanted to say something to stay but couldn't.

She knew that starting today, her daughter would never kiss them again, and there would always be an insurmountable gap between them.

It was they who pushed the approaching daughter away with their own hands.

After realizing this, Zhao Qiuxia's sad heart seemed to be sharpened by someone with a sharp knife. The pain made her tremble all over, and tears rolled down her face.

"Wen Canghai, how could you say such hurtful things to your daughter? That's your own daughter!" Zhao Qiuxia couldn't stand it and turned around to accuse the man, so angry that she hit him.

Wen Canghai hid, she was still beating, pushed the person irritably, and shouted: "Okay! I haven't had enough trouble yet, have I? Look at your sons and daughters, none of them make me worry. Before I died, I began to covet the property!"

"Is that my son or daughter? Can I survive alone!"

A quarrel had just ended, and a new round of quarrel was about to start. Wen Ziming, who was the head and two big, threw the pillow away, got up and went out, and slammed the door hard, making a loud noise.

The two of them were taken aback by the quarrel, and after two seconds of sluggishness, they began to argue again.

The winter in Jiangzhou is very cold and the sky is gloomy.

Wen Qingyue and Wen Cun sat in the restaurant and waited for the waiter to serve the food after ordering.

"Yueyue, parents..." Wen Chun looked at Wen Qingyue, trying to comfort her, but he didn't know how to defend his parents in the middle of talking.

Wen Qingyue took a sip of hot coffee, the cream dilutes the bitterness of the coffee, the taste is rich and fragrant, soothing her tired heart, "Brother, you don't need to comfort me, and don't speak for them, I know what happened to them .”

It's not that they don't love her as a daughter, it's just that they love her very little, so little that if they had to choose between her and Wen Shuangshuang, they would be more willing to choose Wen Shuangshuang, even though Wen Shuangshuang is pampered and vicious.

People's emotions are uncontrollable. She has only been back for a few months, which is incomparable to 18 years, so she also figured it out. There is no need to fight for favor, as long as she wins back the position that originally belonged to her.

Wen Cunchang sighed, "Silly girl, although your parents are sorry for you, you must remember that no one loves you. The elder brother and the second elder brother will always stand by your side. Ziming him... Although he doesn't speak well, he actually also loves you in his heart." He cares about you, he is also very anxious this time when you have an accident, and blames himself for not protecting you well."

Wen Qingyue smiled slightly, "I know, I am very happy to have you guys."

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other and smiled, and changed the subject to talk about other things. After a while, the waiter brought the dishes together, and the two ate happily.

……

In the detention center of the Jiangzhou Public Security Bureau, Liu Nanchen, wearing a yellow prison uniform, was taken to the visiting place by a police officer. He sat down across the iron fence, stared at the lawyer with his messy hair and dark circles under his eyes, and asked gloomily: "I Where's Dad? What are you doing here?"

The lawyer adjusted his glasses, and said indifferently: "Mr. Liu asked me to tell you that there is no room for change in this matter. The police evidence is solid, and the Fu family is staring at..."

Before the lawyer finished speaking, Liu Nanchen yelled, "What the hell are you talking about? What do you mean there is no room for turning around? Are you a fool for spending so much money to support you?!"

He grabbed the iron railing emotionally, and the handcuffs bumped against the iron railing, making a series of noises.

The lawyer calmly drew back a little distance, and continued calmly, "Third Young Master, Director Liu asked me to ask you what other wishes you have, and he will try his best to satisfy you."

"Fuck your mother!" Liu Nanchen's eyes were wide open, like a raging lion, "How could my father ignore me! Did Liu Nanfeng ask you to come? Tell Dad to come, I want to see my parents! Let them save me , I want to go out, my wish is to leave this ghost place, did you hear me!"

Seeing that he was agitated, the policeman next to him came over and grabbed him, shouting: "Quiet! Liu Nanchen be quiet!"

Liu Nanchen is in a state of berserk at the moment. The life and torture in the detention center these days has trampled his pride to the ground and crushed him to pieces. He is about to be driven crazy. Now that he knows that his family is going to give up on him, the defenses in his heart have completely collapsed. , resisting with scarlet eyes.

Seeing that he couldn't calm down or control him, the police officer hit him twice with an electric shock prod and said coldly, "The visiting hours are over."

The lawyer frowned, but could only leave.

Liu Nanchen was lying on the ground, looking at the pale ceiling in despair.

After the lawyer came out of the detention center, he got into the car and went directly to Liu's house to report the situation.

The servant opened the door for the lawyer and led him to the study on the third floor.

"Sir, Lawyer Wang is here." The servant opened the door and announced, then turned and left.

The lawyer walked in, stood in front of the desk and looked at the middle-aged man behind the desk who was reading a book with reading glasses.

Liu Songnian took off his reading glasses, put down the book in his hand, looked up at the lawyer, and asked, "What did he say?"

The lawyer lowered his head and said truthfully: "Third Young Master was very emotional and asked to see you and your wife, and he misunderstood that Second Young Master did not save him."

Liu Songnian frowned, his wrinkled face sank, "This useless thing is still so narrow-minded!"

The lawyer lowered his head and did not dare to answer, Liu Songnian sighed again and said, "Arrange for us to meet before the trial."

After all, it is his youngest son, and we still have to see him for the last time.