Chapter 13 My last name is Wen, I didn’t lie to you

Wen Zhile accompanied Fang Xiuxiu to park the bicycle and walked into the hotel together.

She didn't look towards the road.

Zhou Jihuai glanced at the name of the hotel instead, but the green light came on at this time, so he drove away immediately.

When he went to knock on the door, Wen Shuren and Shu Ying had just returned home.

Zhou Jihuai didn't hide anything and said directly that Wen Nuan wanted to spend the night at a male classmate's house, and then he mentioned that Qu Jinghong was also there.

Shu Ying frowned slightly, and after sending him away, she took a deep breath and said, "Our education has failed."

Wen Shuren poured her a cup of warm water and said, "We have taught you everything that we should have taught you, but Nuannuan has always listened to what we said in person and forgotten it after reading it."

In the past, they would just think that they did not teach well, but now they can't help but think more.

Shu Ying took the cup absentmindedly.

"Could it be possible that Nuan Nuan already knew her identity?"

Although the matter they asked their eldest brother to investigate has not yet been concluded, Shu Ying and Wen Shu have already made up their minds: Dai Zhi is very likely their daughter.

Now all that’s left is to wait for the results of the investigation and check the birthmark.

The location of the birthmark is a bit private, and Shu Ying was afraid that it would scare Wen Zhile if she brought it up rashly, so she didn't mention it.

Wen Shuren frowned and thought of something.

In recent years, my cousin often brought her children home, saying that they were visiting, but in fact they were here to take things back. However, she never said it directly, and most of the time her son Dai Guangzong would cry and complain that he was hungry.

They remembered the Dai family's kindness in raising their children at great risk to their lives, and would give them some food and clothes they no longer had to wear.

But in thirteen years, she has never brought her daughter here.

Considering how cruel the Dai family was to their daughter, they should have brought their daughter to kneel down and cry first.

The more he thought about it, the more doubts from the past thirteen years came rushing out: in the first few years after taking their daughter back, he and his wife were truly grateful and wanted to visit the Dai family in the countryside during the Chinese New Year, but Nuannuan cried and shouted and refused to let them go.

Later, when they saw the true character of the Dai family, they gave up the idea.

Why didn't Nuannuan let them go to Dai's house at that time?

Wen Shuren slowly sat down on the sofa: "It would be terrible if she really knew in advance."

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"Xiao Dai, put on new clothes and show them to me!"

Fang Xiuxiu pushed Wen Zhile towards the stairs, and Wen Zhile had no choice but to go upstairs.

Fang Xiuxiu then walked to the service counter, took out two bright red apples from the big red plastic bag she was carrying, and stuffed them into the hands of her colleague who was taking over her shift.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'll be on duty in the first half of the night."

She pushed her colleague out of the service counter and said, "Go have dinner. I'm not hungry. Let's switch shifts now. Come back later in the night."

My colleague said something polite and cheerful, then left with his bag.

About ten minutes later, a military green jeep stopped outside the hotel. Its license plate started with Beijing A, attracting the attention of many passers-by who were out for a walk after dinner.

Zhou Jihuai sat in the car and looked at the entrance of Shuhai Hotel for a while. During this time, a muscular man with a fat face entered the hotel.

He watched him walk up the stairs, thought for a few seconds, then got out of the car and walked inside.

Fang Xiuxiu looked over out of habit.

He was wearing a black shirt with a sophisticated texture and two buttons undone. His figure was obviously well-proportioned and his appearance was also exceptionally outstanding.

Fang Xiuxiu had never seen such a person of the opposite sex in her social circle. She was stunned for a moment, and only came back to her senses when he opened his mouth to ask something: "What did you ask? Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly just now."

Zhou Jihuai calmly repeated: "Do you have a guest named Wen here?"

Seeing that he was dressed respectably and didn't look like someone seeking revenge, Fang Xiuxiu quickly took out the check-in registration form and said, "There's no guest named Wen among those I've handled. I'll check my colleague's records for you."

"Sister Xiuxiu, I'm done changing." Wen Zhile's voice came before he even showed up.

Zhou Jihuai turned his head and met her smiling face.

He recalled how Wen Zhile looked when she stopped his car in Jianghe Village, and compared her current appearance with hers.

Later I found that she had changed a lot.

Keep the change, please.

"Xiao Dai, I told you that you would look great in it!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, Zhou Jihuai looked at Wen Zhile: "Xiao Dai?"

Wen Zhile blinked, not knowing how to explain.

Then... I won’t explain it for now.

She was a little surprised and smiled: "Comrade Zhou? You are staying at the hotel too?"

She ran to the service desk and said, "Sister Xiuxiu, I'll pay for his room."

Fang Xiuxiu's eyes were wide open.

She couldn't connect Wen Zhile and Zhou Jihuai together.

Zhou Jihuai nodded: "I'll pay for it myself, give me a registration form."

There was a stranger with bad intentions in his house, and he originally wanted to leave and not go back.

"That's fine." Wen Zhile didn't argue with him.

She watched Zhou Jihuai fill out the registration form and then said, "Have you had dinner? I promised to treat you to dinner. If you haven't eaten, I will treat you tonight."

Zhou Jihuai: “No.”

He had lost his appetite because he was being stared at the whole time at the table.

"Then let's go. Sister Xiuxiu, you can come with us."

"I'm not going." As someone who had just experienced Zhou Jihuai's expressionless look up close, Fang Xiuxiu noticed that his expression relaxed a little after Wen Zhile appeared.

She didn't know what their relationship was, so she didn't go.

"I have switched shifts with my colleague and I still have to work. Just bring me something to eat when you come back."

"I'll wait for you in the car." Zhou Jihuai didn't want to stand here and listen to their conversation, so he left after saying this.

Wen Zhile remembered Xia Xiuxiu's dietary restrictions, went back to the room to get the money, and left after a while.

Zhou Jihuai sat in the driver's seat, looking at the hotel entrance, tapping the steering wheel regularly.

He has a problem: he only looks nice to people who are classified as his own people.

All the kids who grew up in the military compound are arrogant, and Zhou Jihuai is the most arrogant among them.

Although he is very restrained, he has always had a hard time controlling his patience.

So far, Wen Zhile is the first girl who made him wait patiently for a meal. The reason is that Wen Zhile is no longer a stranger in his eyes.

She was the little girl he had saved out of a rare moment of kindness, just like the puppy he picked up when he was a child that was bitten to death by its own kind, and she could barely be classified as one of his own.

Wen Zhile quickly ran towards the jeep. As soon as she approached, the passenger door opened. She got in and said, "Sorry for the wait, Comrade Zhou. Where do you want to eat?"

Zhou Jihuai asked her to fasten her seat belt and then started the car.

Ten minutes later, the car drove into an alley and stopped in front of a courtyard house.

Wen Zhile followed him out of the car and heard a smile: "You didn't even ask me on the way, aren't you afraid that I will sell you out?"

She couldn't help laughing: "If you want to sell me, you can sell me on the way to the city. Besides, this little bit of meat won't fetch much money."

Zhou Jihuai knocked on the wooden door six times: "You are quite self-aware."

The wooden door opened, and a thirty-year-old young man wearing glasses stood in the doorway: "Captain, you're here! What would you like to eat today?"

He immediately noticed Wen Zhile following behind him, and a look of surprise crossed his eyes.

Zhou Jihuai turned to look at Wen Zhile: "Follow me."

After saying that, he turned around and said, "This is my sister. Same old routine. Let her order the other dishes and squeeze her a glass of juice."

"Okay!"

There were many bends in the courtyard. Wen Zhile followed Zhou Jihuai closely and walked into a spacious room with elegant décor. The room was furnished with a log-colored wooden table and chairs.

Zhou Jihuai took her over and sat her down, and the young man brought a handwritten menu.

Wen Zhile ordered two home-cooked dishes.

"Okay, Captain, please take a seat first. I'll go to the kitchen to cook."

Yu Qi took the menu and left, closing the door behind him.

Wen Zhile then spoke: "I want to drink soda, can I have a bottle, brother?"

Zhou Jihuai raised his eyebrows: "Take it, sister."

There were several bottles of orange Arctic Ocean soda in the corner of the room. Wen Zhile immediately ran over to get two bottles and placed one in front of Zhou Jihuai.

"My last name is indeed Wen, I didn't lie to you." She knew Zhou Jihuai was waiting for her to explain the reason. This matter really needed to be explained clearly, otherwise it would be like he was kind enough to help but was deceived by her.

Wen Zhile picked up the chopsticks and tried to pry open the soda bottle.

Seeing how exhausted she was, Zhou Jihuai reached out to take the soda, and with the muscles in his arm concentrated, the bottle cap popped open: "Go on."

Since it is within his circle, Zhou Jihuai must find out.

Wen Zhile was shocked by his strength and took a sip of soda: "The day I escaped, my parents forced me to marry the village chief and become the stepmother of his sixteen-year-old son."

"I disagreed, so they scolded and beat me. When they beat me, I let something slip, and I realized that I was not their biological daughter. My biological parents' surname was Wen, and they were from Jingzhou."

"So I ran away."

Zhou Jihuai frowned after hearing the first sentence, and then his face turned cold: "What are your adoptive parents' names?"