Picked up a pitiful little girl

Su CE took off his lab coat, " Shen Yan actually cooperated with his father to answer the questions randomly? "

Wen Qiao's head hurt a little. I just hope that I'm too petty. I hope that he's just too nervous and can't answer it.

She could feel that Shen Yan was getting better.

If he could betray his conscience at such a young age and cooperate with her father to cheat, she would really be very disappointed.

And in the kingdom of Shen, he actually taught his son to lie. As a father, he actually had no principles.

Shen Yan's personality could be said to be caused by the kingdom of Shen.

Shen Yan had] phone. After some deliberation] Wen Qiao sent him a message: [ do you need me to repeat the questions] got wrong today? ]

She didn't question him, nor did she speak in a suspicious tone, as if she was still his tutor.

However, there was no reply for a long time. It was as if all her messages had sunk into the sea.

Wen Qiao sent out several messages, but the result was the same-no one replied.

She then called again, but no one picked up.

Wen Qiao frowned. What's going on? The whole family was deliberately mystifying.

Su CE almost brought people to the Chen family's house, but was pulled back by Wen Qiao,"could it be that you can directly bring a syringe and forcefully draw Chen Ning's blood?""

"It's not impossible," su CE said.

Wen Qiao waved her hand. forget it, forget it. Little uncle, don't try to test the waters on the edge of the law. Don't be anxious. Let's see if there's any chance of turning things around.

Su CE felt that his lungs were hurting from anger. When had he ever been touched like this?

For the next few days, Wen Qiao went to the Shen family's residence, but was rejected at the door by housekeeper Chen. At most, he would bring her to the side hall and tell her that both Sir and the young master were not at home, and that Sir had brought the young master to a holiday villa.

What vacation?

He was clearly avoiding her.

The summer vacation was about to end. On this day, the sky was gloomy, and it started raining in the evening. Wen Qiao went to school to report and came back. She parked the car in the parking space at the entrance of the alley and got out of the car with a transparent umbrella.

The France parasol trees grew luxuriantly and blotted out the sun. The light on the side of the road was dim and the streetlights had yet to turn on. Wen Qiao walked along the smooth and glossy Limestone Road. Under the low courtyard wall, she saw someone squatting there without an umbrella. In the dim light, she could tell that the figure looked like a child.

Wen Qiao walked forward quickly, and when she was close enough, she placed the umbrella over his head.

She had already recognized that it was Shen Yan.

"What are you doing here?"

Shen Yan looked up at her and did not say anything. He continued to squat on the ground. The rain had drenched his hair and clothes. It was already the end of summer, so it must be quite cold to be drenched by the rain in the evening.

"Come with me to my house first."

Shen Yan seemed to struggle for a long time before he finally stood up and followed Wen Qiao into her house without a word.

Wen mo was reading a book when he saw that his sister had brought a little boy back. He was a little confused.

"Get him a set of clothes that you used to wear when you were young," Wen Qiao instructed.

Wen mo quickly pulled out a set of clothes from his closet that was suitable for the little boy and asked him to change into them.

After a while, Shen Yan left the room in dry clothes.

Wen Qiao passed him a cup of warm water.

Shen Yan was sitting on a cloth sofa with a transparent glass in his hand. Wen Qiao pulled out a stool and sat in front of him.

"Why are you near my house? Are you looking for me?"

Shen Yan's eyes drooped and he didn't say anything.