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Even if his mother didn't allow him to find Wen Jingcheng, Yan Muqi still secretly flew to Italy.

When He Qizhen saw Yan Muqi, his face was filled with uncontrollable surprise.It is rare for Wen Jingcheng to bring Yan Muqi to his father's side, and it is even more rare for Yan Muqi to be alone.

"What's the matter with you coming here?" He Qizhen was busy peeling grapes for his little wife, when he saw Yan Muqi enter the door, he raised his head and asked, his hands kept moving.

And Yan Muqi was even more surprised when he saw the person locked in He Qizhen's arms.

Wen Jingcheng never told himself that his editor is his sister-in-law.

"Has Jing Cheng come back?"

At first, Yan Muqi was still wondering why Wen Jingcheng's death was such a big deal, but his family didn't respond at all.Now it seems that he knew that Wen Jingcheng was not dead, and Yan Muqi was the only one who was kept in the dark about this matter from the beginning to the end.

He Qizhen evoked an inexplicable smile when he heard Yan Muqi's words: "What? I can't take care of my wife by myself, so now I want someone from my in-laws?"

He Qizhen's words were obviously satirizing Yan Muqi, and he was not annoyed, he wanted to know if Wen Jingcheng had returned home.

"Do you all know that Jingcheng is not dead?" Seeing the expressions of He Qizhen and Shi Hao who were not surprised at all, Yan Muqi finally confirmed that he was the person Wen Jingcheng had been avoiding all this time. desolate.

"According to Jingcheng's temperament, I think he should go home, so..."

Before Yan Muqi finished speaking, he was interrupted by He Qizhen.

"Do you understand Xiao Cheng, and you just say follow his temperament?" He Qizhen let go of his arms around his little wife: "Do you think Xiao Cheng is still a child who has not been weaned like you? If you are wronged, you will go home Bring? The sadder he is, the less he will go home, Yan Muqi, you have found the wrong place."

Yan Muqi, who heard the words, froze in place. In just a few days, several people analyzed his feelings for Wen Jingcheng bit by bit.Take out and analyze all his feelings, it's not right here, and it's not right there.

The ridiculous thing is that he has no way to refute, and he even commented on himself along with it.

Ah, it's wrong for me to do this, I'm really a scum, and I should really die.

"I know that he is not dead because I saw a novel published by Jing Cheng a few days ago. Since he is not dead, he has not come back?" Yan Muqi was still wondering if they would unite to prevent him from knowing, and to make Wen Jing Cheng hides. "I'm not doing anything else, I'm just here to make sure."

"I didn't come back, the manuscript was sent by him by email, and I couldn't find any address in the past." He Qizhen was also worried about Wen Jingcheng at the beginning, he didn't reply to the message, and he didn't call home.He had no way of knowing where Wen Jingcheng was and whether he was safe.

That's it, Yan Muqi lowered his head a little disappointed.He originally thought that if he could see Wen Jingcheng this time, no matter what method he used, he would take Wen Jingcheng back.

Shi Hao sat on the sofa and looked at the two elders standing with each other, feeling bored.

"You'd better go back, even if Xiao Cheng is at home, we won't let you see him. You know better than us why he faked his death." Shi Hao helped his eyes on the bridge of his nose, silently He rolled his eyes at He Qizhen.

Yan Muqi looked at the interaction between Shi Hao and He Qizhen in front of him, feeling shy in his heart, and stopped He Qizhen who was about to drive away.

"Can you... talk to me about him?"

He Qizhen turned his head and looked at Yan Muqi with some surprise, as if he wanted to find some flaws in his eyes.Finally, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, and walked out of the living room with Yan Muqi.

"The first time I met Xiao Cheng was when he was 10 years old. He was locked up in the basement by his own mother. Because he hadn't seen sunlight for a long time, his skin looked pale and fragile. It will break and bleed."

He Qizhen and Yan Muqi were sitting in the gazebo in the garden, with a bottle of red wine in front of them.

He raised his hand and poured half a glass of red wine for himself and Yan Muqi, shook the glass of red wine in his hand, and continued to talk about himself: "He has always been strong, but it's actually because he was afraid, afraid that he would be abandoned again. He never acted like a baby with his father, and never said anything bad to his family. Even if he was beaten on the head at school, he would never say a word when he returned home."

"He is a very gentle person, likes to laugh, like a little sun. He told me since he was a child that he liked a neighbor's brother, but that brother moved away not long after. Later I knew that person was you , I can’t tell whether I’m happy or not. From the very beginning, I was not optimistic about your loveless marriage. I thought he would come back in a short time. But how could I forget that Xiao Cheng is so stubborn that he is so stubborn? Loved child, he would rather you treat him as air, and he also wants to be with you. I watched the child who loved to laugh slowly become what he is now."

"Yan Muqi, you said you wanted me to tell you about him, but what did he have to say? He opened up everything about him and laid it in front of you, but you didn't even look at it. Now you want to get it from someone else's mouth." Knowing him, why? Why can’t you get to know him and understand him by yourself.”

"You said you want to get Xiao Cheng back, but I advise you not to. You will still hurt him and bring him pain."

He Qizhen looked at Yan Muqi, who was sitting at the table and was almost in meditation, patted the non-existent dust on his pants, and stood up.

"It's getting late, you should sleep here for one night first, and go back to China tomorrow. Don't say that Xiao Cheng really hasn't come home, even if I am at home, I will hide it tightly so that you won't take it away."