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He Siming's low and indifferent voice pulls them back, and Wen Shuyue notices him just because of this sentence.

A big one and a small two soon returned to the position and sat down. Wen Shuyue ate quietly. Although she had no appetite now, she still ate a little.

"Do you have any problems at work? Or about my uncle? " Seeing that Wen Shuyue didn't speak for a long time, he Siming asked.

Wen Shuyue shook his head, his voice sounded weak: "in fact, it's nothing, but I'm a little too tired recently, just have a rest."

"Still pretending." He Siming has exposed her impolitely. Now he knows about this woman. Sometimes even if she looks up, he can know what she is thinking.

"Poof!" Wen Baobao was still eating seriously, but when he heard the three words he Siming said, he suddenly couldn't help laughing.

This smile doesn't matter. The point is to spit out all the food in his mouth. The most important thing is that almost all the food is sprayed on he Siming's face.

Hiss!

Wen Shuyue and Wen Baobao can't help but take a breath of air. They first take a look at he Siming, then big eye to big eye, and then

Two hands holding hands quietly want to leave, obviously afraid of he Siming to blame them.

"Stop for me."

Just after a few steps, he Siming stops them. Wen Shuyue and Wen Baobao are very nervous at the moment, but they still go back to their seats.

Wen Baobao pouted his little mouth and didn't dare to look directly at he Siming. He carefully defended himself and said, "Dad, you can't blame me for this. I vomit because of what you said. If you want to say the culprit, it should be you."

Later, Wen Baobao said more and more quietly. At last, he almost couldn't hear himself. Although this is what he said from the bottom of his heart, he still didn't dare to say it so clearly.

"You even told me that the culprit, if you really count up, the culprit should be..." He Siming's listening is definitely not generally good. He glanced at Wen Shuyue faintly. Although he didn't understand what he said, what he meant is self-evident.

Did not expect that the blame suddenly blame to himself, Wen Shuyue instant stare big eyes, stupefied Leng there do not know how to explain.

"Well, dad is right. If you say so, I think the culprit is Mommy." Wen Baobao nodded seriously and soon abandoned Wen Shuyue and became a camp with his father.

"How do you..." Wen Shuyue finally regained her mind, gritting her teeth and staring at Wen Baobao.

However, baby Wen put his hands around his chest and said seriously like a little adult: "Mommy, don't blame baby. It's Mommy's fault. If Mommy is in a good mood, Dad won't speak to comfort you. If he doesn't comfort you, he won't say those three words, so I won't vomit!"

Wen Baobao's serious analysis, Wen Shuyue almost felt that he was right for a moment.

Just looking back and thinking about it, why do you always feel wrong?

"What are you still doing? Hurry up and tidy it up for me." He Siming looks at Wen Shuyue white, and his brows are distorted.

After such a long time, these two people can't remember to sort it out for him. They are still seriously analyzing who is right and who is wrong. How can they not make people angry.

"Oh, OK." Wen Shuyue came back and quickly helped him wipe it. Although they just had a little physical contact, Wen Baobao still felt sweet.

In order not to disturb the two show love, Wen Baobao casually took something and quietly left, quiet to two people did not find the little guy.

He Siming fixed his eyes on her. Wen Shuyue was a little unnatural. Then he said, "Why are you looking at me all the time? What's good for me?"

"You have something to hide from me, why don't you tell me?" He Siming didn't procrastinate. He looked at her seriously. His sharp eyes seemed to see through her.

The more so, the more pressure Wen Shuyue felt. After cleaning he Siming's body, Wen Shuyue returned to her position, and her face was very ugly.

She wanted to tell he Siming about it, but she didn't have time to come back this time. She just wanted to have a sleep and then discuss with him carefully.

"Come on, what's going on?"

Seeing that she still didn't open her mouth, he Siming was silent for a while, and then he blurted out his plain words.

Wen Shuyue pursed her lips and said faintly: "Today my mother went to the company to find me. She said that someone sent her something. I opened it and saw that it was all evidence that Lu Junhan had framed my father. But later I found that the evidence was false. My mother and I were cheated again. Bai Xinyi didn't know what the other party meant."

If you have the ability to send her some real evidence, what's the meaning of sending these fake evidence.

It's just that what makes Wen Shuyue even more puzzled is why people tease them so much. Why do they think it's hard to understand? If you want to figure something, it's understandable, but this"Your mother is very close to Lu Junhan and Qin Weiwei. Have you ever doubted anything?" He Siming finally spoke out his doubts. If he was really imprisoned, he would never be so polite to his mother.

This is not reasonable at all. It's not right to think about it.

In fact, Wen Shuyue has long considered this point. She frowned and said in a deep voice, "do you think it's because some of the evidence on them is caught by my mother, so she doesn't dare to do anything to my mother?"

"Well, it's possible, but after all, you haven't been with your mother for a long time. You have to be proper about some things. Don't tell everyone." He Siming reminds us that there is something in the story.

In fact, even if he does not understand, Wen Shuyue himself is also very clear.

She gave a bitter smile, a little sad way: "I can't doubt my mother anything I say, if she really did something sorry for me, it's absolutely hard to say. She has been seen by them for so many years, and she already has a lot of resentment in her heart."

If she was not too stupid, how could the Wen family have come to such a state? If she had not been blind to Lu Junhan, everything would have been different.

But since things have happened, there is no room for regret. We can only climb up the road little by little, and there is no other way.

"I'll help you investigate the matter, but you must have a good rest and don't let me feel distressed."