Chapter 843

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After all, what she hates most is that others make fun of her family, because she cares about it.

Wen Yan, the two colleagues immediately nodded respectfully and said with a smile, "OK, OK, we know we are wrong. We won't do this again."

Then, in order to show their sincerity, they also bowed slightly to Wen Shishi.

However, when they looked up, they found that Wen Shishi had already gone out for a long time and didn't listen to them at all.

However, although Wen Shishi is very proud to come out, she is still very uncomfortable when she suddenly hears that others have wronged her.

However, we have to follow the flow of the program later, because all the family seekers participating in the program have to give a hug on the stage, which is similar to encouraging each other. In fact, it is also for the effect of the program.

Wen Shishi doesn't want to be special because there are many people looking at her with colored glasses, so she doesn't want to suffer from unnecessary public opinions.

So she adjusted her mood and went straight to the recording scene again.

Because the program was close to the end, Wen soon finished recording his part.

After the program was recorded, Wen Shishi couldn't wait to come out, because she really didn't want to stay in it and look at the faces of the staff.

She felt that those people were too hypocritical to speak ill of her one second, and then she could smile at her the next. She couldn't stand such blatant flattery.

However, as soon as she got out of the TV station, she saw Mr. sniper leaning by the car waiting for her.

Don't want to let Mr. sniper aware of her sad mood, she took a deep breath, adjusted her mood, and then walked slowly.

"Husband..."

When she came to Mr. sniper, she said hello to him with a light smile to hide her emotion.

However, how could Mr. sniper not see her emotion? At the moment when Wen Shishi came, he saw her eyes were red. It was obvious that she had just cried.

He slightly frowned, some distressed gently grasped Wen Shishi's arm, carefully asked, "what's the matter with you, what's the matter?"

He said while subconsciously watching the TV station, after all, Wen Shishi just came out of it. She must have something happened in it.

However, he saw for a long time, and did not find anything unusual inside, so he had to concentrate on looking at Wen Shishi, waiting for her answer.

Wen Shishi didn't feel nothing at all. When he said that, she felt a little uncomfortable in the moment.

After all, many people pretend to be strong in front of outsiders. When they face people close to them, their grievances can't be hidden in any case.

Her eyes moistened subconsciously. Before Mr. sniper could react, she got into the car and sat in the co driver's seat alone.

After all, although she came out, this is just the door of the TV station. She really doesn't want others to see her like this.

Otherwise, if she is photographed by the bad media, I'm afraid she will make something out of nothing and think that she is in conflict with Mr. sniper.

Seeing this, Mr. sniper immediately understood her intention, and without saying a word, he got on the bus and drove to a villa area with few people.

After he slowly stopped the car, he asked again, "now can you tell me what happened?"

After all, his heart is very concerned about Wen Shishi. He thinks that if he does not know why Wen Shishi is sad today, he may not be able to sleep all night.

What's more, he didn't want Wen to bury everything in his heart.

Wen Shishi looked around, then sighed a little, looked at Mr. sniper and said, "I, I just miss my mother. I don't know if she is still alive."

Said, her tears fell down involuntarily, looked at Mr. sniper wrongly.

Although she was really sad just now because those staff members spoke ill of her, it was just a short time. After all, no one can completely ignore other people's opinions.

In fact, seeing Mr. sniper, she was in a much better mood.

Just think of their mother, and others questioned her mother to show, her heart is not taste, inevitably feel some wronged.

After all, she had never met her mother, so she missed her so much that her negative emotions burst out.

Smell speech, Mr. sniper this just understand come over, looking at Wen Shishi tearful appearance, he immediately took the tissue, heartache for her to wipe up.

He held Wen Shishi's hand tightly with one hand, and then gently comforted, "don't be sad, I will help you find your mother."With that, he took Wen Shishi in his arms and patted her on the back.

Soon, in this sense of security, Wen Shishi eased her mood.

When they got back to Jiang's home, Wen Shishi took a bath in a hurry and went to bed because of her mood at night.

Mr. sniper understood her feelings very well, so he didn't say anything more. He just quietly accompanied her and gave her the strongest arm to rely on.

However, when they were sleeping in the middle of the night, Wen Shishi's mobile phone suddenly rang out of time.

"Dudududu..."

Wen Shishi used to sleep lightly. When she heard the ring of her mobile phone, she immediately woke up and picked it up in a hurry.

Because she just left a phone call in today's program to let people with mother clues contact her, so she subconsciously thought about it.

"Hello, who's calling, please?"

The phone call came from a strange number, and Wen's heart suddenly became nervous, looking forward to the other party's reply.

Because she didn't know why, she always felt that there was a strange connection between her partner and herself.

However, she waited for a long time, the other side did not make any response.

She thought that the signal at home was not very good at night, so she walked slowly to the window and asked again, "Hello, I'm Wen Shishi, who are you?"

At this time, Mr. sniper was also woken up. In order to hear each other's voice, Wen Shishi specially made a hissing gesture for him.

See, Mr. sniper immediately quiet down, motionless looking at her, just eyes involuntarily deep up, thinking about the phone in the end who is calling.

However, the more this poem was expected, the more nothing happened to that one.