"Child...what should the child come out?" Su Wenwen reached out to push He Wentao who was over with laughter and crying: "Go into the house."

He Wentao smiled and said, "She won't come out. There is a picture album, but she won't come out."

I wanted to say something, but Su Wenwen's mouth couldn't make time, and she was blocked.

"He Wentao!" Su Wenwen made a free time and cursed viciously, but soon, the scolding changed its taste, with a bit of coquettishness: "You are just a bastard."

He Wentao smiled: "Well, I'm just a bastard."

The next morning, He Wentao, who was full of food, took his wife's packed suitcase and went to the airport with a refreshing look.

Although it was a big fuss last night, He Wentao did not forget the main business when he woke up in the morning and called Kan Ye.

Everything on Kan Ye has now calmed down, as if nothing has happened.

But He Wentao could feel Kan Ye's haggardness through the phone. His wife turned green and his son was not his own. His best brother was a bastard.

No matter who falls on these things, they can bear them, but Kan Ye himself catches up with them, which is also unlucky.

He Wentao originally wanted to comfort him, but after thinking about it, it seemed that the best comfort was to remain silent at this time.

When I arrived at the airport, I saw Wen Feiran waiting there: "You came so early."

"Well, I'm used to it earlier, Mr. He is also very early." Wen Feiran smiled and handed over a cup of instant coffee: "Do you want to drink it?"

He Wentao waved his hand and said with a smile: "I am a native dog, and I can't get used to this."

This is true. In his previous life, he sat in the position of the richest man, but he was still unable to get used to these foreign things, so his partners often mocked the pigs for not being able to eat fine bran.

Wen Feiran looked at him and handed him a cup of hot milk: "Drink some, it's hot."

It's late autumn now, and it's still a little cold this time.

He Wentao nodded and said with a smile: "Mr. Wen, you are so virtuous and kind, don't know who will have such good fortune in the future and can marry you as your wife."

Hearing this, Wen Feiran paused for a moment when drinking coffee, and her face became a little unsightly: "I don't plan to get married."

"Why?" He Wentao was a little surprised.

Is there such a stubborn girl in the 1990s?

"Because the person I want to marry is dead!" Wen Feiran bit his back teeth and glanced at He Wentao.

How could He Wentao know the twists and turns in her heart?

I thought it was a sad love affair, but I became sad: "That's a pity, but people still have to look forward, and don't always immerse themselves in the sadness of the past."

Wen Feiran was completely speechless. What they said was not the same thing, okay?

One talked about the city gate building, the other talked about the hips and shafts. It took so long to chat across servers. Sure enough, there was nothing in front of the boss that I couldn't bear it.

Soon everyone else arrived one after another, and the atmosphere finally improved a little without the embarrassment it was before.

There are many people on business trip this time, Lu Chendong and Feng Yikai are all necessary. Li Qingqing, the little girl, stayed at home to guard the house, and Wen Feiran's team, had a total of more than ten people.

He Wentao was rich and arrogant, so he directly packed the entire first class cabin, and they were all in their own family.

Wen Feiran sat next to He Wentao, a little awkward.

She glanced at He Wentao and found that He Wentao was looking out the window.

Following He Wentao's eyes, the clouds rolled outside.

She smiled: "Mr. He will also look up at the scenery?"

"Isn't making money just to have the best location to have a good view of the scenery?" He Wentao smiled, turned around and looked at Wen Feiran: "What do you think?"

"I don't know." Wen Feiran smiled: "I make money just to be self-reliant, stay away from home, and it's gone."

He Wentao didn't know anything about her family situation because she had never said it.

Now that he took the initiative to mention it, He Wentao felt something was wrong.

He looked at her in confusion and said nothing.

Wen Feiran looked at He Wentao's eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Do you think I have no heart and my parents have been in vain?"

"It's not that meaning, I just didn't understand." He Wentao would not deny a person's work ability because of his personal affairs.

Wen Feiran sighed: "Actually, sometimes I really envy you men, as if you don't have to do anything, and you can enjoy everything after birth."

"Oh? Is that right?" He Wentao smiled: "It seems that you are also a victim of boyishness?"

Wen Feiran's eyes were lowered: "Well, I have a younger brother."

"Then you are very hard-working and excellent." He Wentao smiled, as a comfort.

Wen Feiran has never liked to say these things and make a miserable miserable, but now after hearing He Wentao's comfort, he feels a little warm.

Her eyes were lowered, and her head was almost buried in her chest: "Thank you."

"Being a sister is a great thing, not a shame. You don't have to feel unable to raise your head." He Wentao pinched Wen Feiran's shoulder.

In this case, Wen Feiran heard of this for the first time.

She raised her head and looked at He Wentao: "Really?"

"Really." He Wentao smiled: "I think all sisters are great, even greater than mothers."

"But I'm not good to my brother, I even hate him." Wen Feiran felt angry when he thought of his brother and the little baby with a husky breast.

"I just don't understand why they all have me and want a boy. Is it because I'm not outstanding enough?" Wen Feiran looked at He Wentao in confusion.

He Wentao shook his head: "What they like is a boy, it has nothing to do with whether you are good or not. If you don't like it, you will understand in the future. This is a natural thing. Your gender is already destined, so don't worry too much."

"Anyway, you are growing up safely now. You can work hard to get whatever you want in the future. What are you afraid of?" He Wentao narrowed his eyes and fell asleep as he said.

He just said it casually, but these words really warmed Wen Feiran for a long time.

Wen Feiran smiled, looked at He Wentao's face, and made a decision silently.

It was already dark when the plane landed.

He Wentao stretched out from the airport and looked at the seven or eight big horses in front of him, and was stunned for a moment: "What's going on?"

"This business trip, is the specifications so high?" Lu Chendong immediately became interested and came forward to look at He Wentao with a smile.
Chapter completed!