Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me (The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me)

Wen Qiao's eyes were cold: "Since you are legally illiterate, I will give you some popular science. Wen Jianmin will buy you hundreds of thousands of bags, and 200,000 yuan of pianos for your unrelated daughter. Wen Chi and Wenmo and I are his sons and daughters." , is the person he should bear the obligation to support, and he should spend the money. You come to trouble my mother. This is called picking quarrels and provoking trouble. Next time, we will see you in court."

Zhong Hui's hair was still dripping with rock sugar pears. She knew that Wen Qiao was a wolf cub. If you go down, you may suffer a big loss.

The outside is strong and the inside is dry, and the next sentence is "it's a bad bunch of mothers, there is no good thing".

Wen Qiao picked up a cup of coffee from the cash register, splashed it all over her face.

The coffee still had some heat remaining, so hot that Zhong Hui yelled, "You..."

Wen Qiao said coldly, "Aren't you going to get out?"

Zhong Hui escaped from the convenience store in a panic.

Wen Qiao turned her head and saw her mother's face was ugly. Her mother had always been mild-tempered and kind-hearted. She was right, she was the one who grew up savagely.

But if she is not savage, she will only be bullied.

In this life, she doesn't want to be bullied.

As soon as Zhong Hui left, Wen Qiao put away all her sharp claws, and turned into that well-behaved girl again, walked up to Su Yun, and called her softly, "Mom...Uncle Ji."

Ji Mingyuan hurriedly said: "Sister Su, go back with Qiao Qiao first, I will pack your things for you."

When Ji Mingyuan was packing his things, Su Yun had already pulled Wen Qiao out of the convenience store.

It took ten minutes to walk home from the convenience store. During this journey, Su Yun didn't speak.

Her upbringing prevented her from teaching children outside on the main road.

At the door of the house, in the small yard, Wen Chi and Wen Mo were doing their homework at the old elm table. Wen Mo covered his mouth and coughed lightly, as if he had a cold.

Wen Chi saw Wen Qiao and was about to step forward, but Wen Qiao stopped him with a look.

Wen Qiao was pulled into the room by Su Yun.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Wen Qiao gently put down the piano bag, and uncomfortably straightened her hair: "What's going on?"

"Why do you ask your father for money?" Su Yun's voice trembled, her eyes were also red.

"Why can't I have it? He is our father in the legal sense. He has three children. He has a duty to support us. This is the money he should pay."

Su Yun had tears in her eyes: "Wen Qiao, what about your self-esteem? Don't you want your own dignity? Don't you want your mother's dignity? We should live with dignity."

"Mom, you can't exchange Wenchiwenmo's health for your meaningless self-esteem, you can't just care about yourself!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Su Yun's tears streaming out violently.

Wen Qiao's heart trembled, she knew that what she said was serious, and she wanted to hold her mother's hand, but Su Yun pushed her hand away and walked outside.

Wen Qiao's heart was twisted like a knife: "Mom...Mom, I didn't mean that...Mom, I said the wrong thing."

Su Yun wiped her tears indiscriminately, and said in a suppressed voice, "I went to the fruit shop to buy some pears for Xiao Mo to stew. He has been coughing for two days."

After speaking, he ran out.

Wen Qiao tapped her head angrily, why can't she speak out of her head at all?

The light in the yard dimmed, Wen Chi came over biting the pen holder, and said cautiously, "What's wrong?"

Wen Mo also looked at her worriedly.