Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar villa in front of him, Wen Ran's eyes became wet.

This is where she grew up, and every brick and tile has her mother's figure.

Standing in the yard, she could vaguely hear her mother calling her to eat.

Wen Ran stood there in a daze for a long time before walking inside.

This villa is very old. Before Wen Ran was born, her mother bought it from a bankrupt boss.

Later, her father started a company and gradually became successful, and then he began to buy things for the villa.

Later, her father's company's performance gradually declined, and there was no extra money to repair and fill the villa. The whole villa was in disrepair.

For example, water seepage in the corners, broken floor tiles, and malfunctioning switches...

Wen Ran walked into the living room and saw that it was very empty.

Wen Ran remembered that there used to be many antique porcelains, calligraphy and paintings in the living room.

"Wen Ran!"

When Mo Feifei saw Wen Ran, she quickly stood up from the sofa and ran over.

Holding Wen Ran's hand, he asked, "Why are you wearing so little? Are you cold?"

Wen Ran went out in a hurry and just grabbed a coat, not knowing that the temperature outside was more than ten degrees below zero.

Wen Ran was about to reply when he noticed a purple spot on the back of Mo Feifei's hand.

She thought something was wrong, so she grabbed her hand and pulled her sleeves up.

Only then did I realize that her entire arm was covered in bruises, as if she had been beaten.

Mo Feifei quickly withdrew her hand, dropped her sleeve, and explained with a forced smile, "I accidentally bumped into it."

Wen Ran didn't respond. He walked directly to the sofa and asked the middle-aged man on the sofa in a cold voice, "Dad, was it you who hit Mo Feifei?"