"Bang --"

The flowerpot fell from Wenxi's hand and fell to the ground.

Gu Xiaoai stares at the pot of grass falling on the ground

Wujiang's hand is still on the door.

The next second, Gu Xiaoai listened to Wenxi's incredible voice and said, "brother Jiang... You are really in Li's family."

She didn't believe it when Wenchi said it.

She thought that he had left China long ago, far away from them

It turns out that he didn't leave. He was at Li's home, at home.

……

Wen Xi's body is always full of pity. It seems that she has exhausted all her strength with such a simple sentence.

Gu Xiaoai saw her standing there, almost tottering, a pair of eyes sealed with tears staring at Wujiang without blinking

That kind of tears is indescribable heartbreak, mixed with a trace of joy.

Gu Xiaoai looked at Wujiang. Wujiang was still expressionless and said respectfully, "madam, please get on the bus."

“……”

Gu Xiaoai was slightly surprised.

He doesn't want to talk to Wenxi?

Aren't they brothers and sisters?! What happened between them to make this happen?

……

After Wujiang's words, Wen Xicai finally noticed that his hand was on the door, which was the standard posture for the servants to open the door for the master

Absolutely humble.

Wenxi was completely stunned.

A moment later, Gu Xiaoai watched in silence as Wenxi rushed recklessly

She almost pounced on her, pulled away Wujiang's hand on the door with all her strength, and yelled, "how can you do such a dirty thing? Brother Jiang, you are the master of Wen family! How can you do such a thing? "

There was a certain disbelief in her voice.

Her brother, Wen's own son, the young master of the casino... How can you open the door here.

……

Wujiang is wearing sunglasses. No one can see the emotion of his eyes.

His face under the sunglasses was still like that without any expression, just like facing a stranger. He raised his hand on the door again and said, "you recognize the wrong person."

Gu Xiaoai's impression is that Wenxi is very weak and afraid of things. He doesn't even dare to speak very loud. He hardly looks directly at each other when talking to strangers

At the moment, Wen Xi stood on tiptoe and took off his sunglasses.

Wujiang... Didn't even use a little effort to push her away, so let her take off his sunglasses.

Under the sunglasses is a cold face. The skin is tanned to wheat color. The sharp edges and corners are as hard as a knife. Under the sharp sword eyebrows, one eye is half lowered. There is no expression in the eyes, only coldness and indifference.

"Brother Jiang..."

Wen Xi burst into tears.

How many marks of maturity are reflected on this face by the years, she can't forget

"You have the wrong person."

Wujiang is still indifferent. He lowers his eyes coldly and takes the sunglasses from her hands. He puts them on the bridge of his nose and covers his eyes

His indifference made Wen Xi almost stoop in pain.

Brother Jiang, who used to be very considerate of her, now just told her repeatedly: you have recognized the wrong person.

He still hates it.

He didn't come out in hatred.

"If you don't like it, I'll call you brother Jiang. OK, I won't call you brother Jiang." Wenxi stood on one side and begged, "young master, come home with me, Wenjia and the casino are waiting for you to take charge of the overall situation."