After a while, Wen Tingyu came down, washed up and smeared the fragrant fragrance on his face.
When He Mengjie saw her leaning her head to look at the pancakes she made, she couldn't help but smile: "Is it fragrant?"
Wen Tingyu smiled like a flower on her face and replied without hesitation: "It smells fragrant, it smells very fragrant! During the days at Aunt Chen's house, I saw someone buying this kind of cake on the street, but she never bought it for me.
, said it was unhygienic."
She mentioned Aunt Chen again. He Mengjie for some reason, remembered what the kindergarten teacher said, "I look at her and Tingyu a little like..."
He Mengjie's heart beat for a moment, then looked at Wen Tingyu and asked carefully: "Aunt Chen is very nice to you, right?"
Wen Tingyu pinched a pancake with her hands and put it in her mouth, nodding her head carelessly.
"Your kindergarten teacher said you look a bit like her, right?" He Mengjie asked again carefully.
Wen Tingyu glared: "She said nonsense, how do I look like Aunt Chen? My father and I look like each other, okay?"
He Mengjie felt a little relieved when she heard this. It seemed that she couldn't say much about Aunt Chen either.
He Mengjie reached out and rubbed her tender face, and said with a smile: "My mother and dad will take you out for dinner this afternoon, how about it?"
Wen Tingyu tilted her head, thought for a while before asking, "Aunt Chen won't come to pick me up today, right?"
He Mengjie nodded quickly, although she hadn't asked Wenxuan about this matter yet.
Wen Tingyu laughed: "That's good, I'll live with my little mother and dad from now on. I won't live with that Aunt Chen!"
This sentence was said lightly, but it hit He Mengjie's heart. She felt inexplicably sank, and she felt an indescribable feeling.
"Who said that you would let your life with Aunt Chen?" Her voice trembled a little.
Wen Tingyu blinked her big eyes and said, "It's her that she always tells me like this, I'm so annoying to her. I've lived with her for two days before, because my mother's grandfather passed away. My father wants to help her.
I didn’t care about Tingyu. Then she kept saying this to me. I’m not her, so why should I live with her? It’s so strange!"
Wen Tingyu said the cheeks bulged, and she seemed very angry.
However, He Mengjie's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and her throat became a little dry.
Who is that Aunt Chen? Not Chen Yuwei, who else has the surname Chen? Could it be Chen Yuelin?
When He Mengjie thought of this possibility, she felt a sudden jump in her heart, and she was scared by herself.
Isn’t Chen Yuelin dead? How could it be...
As He Mengjie thought about it, her hands trembled a little. She turned around accidentally and saw Wenxuan standing at the kitchen door.
Wenxuan's face was a little strange. He cleared his throat and walked into the kitchen, picked up the plate containing the pancakes and walked out. Wen Tingyu immediately followed him out.
He Mengjie poured three glasses of milk, placed it on the dining table, sat down, feeling depressed.
Wenxuan looked at her deeply, then lowered his head to have breakfast.
This morning, He Mengjie seemed unusually silent. She sent Wen Tingyu to the kindergarten. The atmosphere in the car was dull and no one spoke first.
He Mengjie's heart was repeatedly thinking about what Wen Tingyu said before. The more she thought about it, the more she felt uneasy she felt.
Finally, she couldn't help it and turned to look at Wenxuan: "Tell me honestly, is Chen Yuelin dead or not? Is it true that as Chen Yuwei said, she not only did not die but also went abroad, and she was doing a good life?"
The car suddenly stopped on the side of the road, and Wenxuan turned around and looked at He Mengjie. For a few seconds, no one spoke, but just looked at each other quietly.