Chapter 1694 Hi, it's nice to see you again 2
Wen Erliu stood by the French windows and drew back the curtains.
The gloomy, drizzly days of the past few days cleared up with her arrival.
In the courtyard, water droplets clung to the dark green leaves, sparkling in the sunlight, brimming with life.
The man's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.
Wen Shiba seemed to sense something and leaned closer, his eyes narrowed as he stared at the other person's lips: "Admit it, you're ecstatic!"
Wen Erliu turned her face away and looked at Wen Xiaowu standing at the top of the stairs, gently reminding her, "I don't really recommend that you call her 'sister'."
Wen Shiba's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded in agreement, "Yes, that's right."
Then she turned her attention to Wen Erba, saying sarcastically, "Calling us 'sister'? You're really not worthy, after all, you're much older than us~"
Wen Erliu looked completely bewildered: "Why are you always targeting me?"
Wen Shiba snorted coldly, not wanting to continue discussing the frustrating topic, and changed the subject, saying, "Why hasn't the doctor arrived yet?"
Wen Erliu sighed, wondering why Wen Shiba was targeting him so much.
He said helplessly, "They're already on their way."
Just then, little Wen Xiaowu, head held high, suddenly retorted: "Why should I listen to you?"
"Wen Erliu, if you keep pointing fingers at me, believe me, I'll call you 'Dad' in front of Sister Jinhuan?"
Wen Erliu's forehead twitched. Look, there's another target targeting him.
While Wen Shiba watched the spectacle with schadenfreude, he also felt uneasy about it.
His emotions didn't fall into extreme negativity, but he was able to see her. Did that mean... this time, even if he felt genuine joy when facing her, she wouldn't suddenly disappear?
The room was indeed easy to spot; a nameplate was hanging outside the door.
Song Jinhuan walked around the room to make sure there were no problems before entering the dressing room.
Perhaps Sanjin had told them about her preferences beforehand, because almost everything inside was green.
She casually picked out a comfortable-looking dress, took a shower, changed into it, and left the bedroom, intending to go downstairs.
Suddenly, a loud "bang" came from the next room.
Song Jinhuan turned her head and found that the door to the room with the number Wen Shiwu was ajar, and she could faintly hear creaking sounds coming from inside.
She approached cautiously and whispered, "Is anyone inside?"
"Do you need my help?"
"Is this Miss Song Jinhuan?" A deep, youthful voice came from inside.
Song Jinhuan nodded unconsciously toward the door, "It's me."
It seems everyone was well-prepared for her arrival, which made her feel much more at ease.
"Thank you, I appreciate your help."
Song Jinhuan then pushed open the door and saw a wheelchair overturned on the ground below the wide-open window.
The boy, dressed in pure white pajamas, was curled up on the cold floor, looking as if he had fallen and hurt himself.
His hair wasn't styled in any special way, or perhaps he deliberately grew it long just to cover his eyes.
His chin appeared somewhat pointed due to his thinness, and his pale face contrasted sharply with his black hair.
Song Jinhuan's heart was instantly filled with pity.
He looked so helpless, his handsome thin lips stubbornly pursed together, as if asking for help had reached his limit.
Song Jinhuan quickly went over, first helped up the wheelchair, and then came to his side. When her hands touched his body, she could only feel how thin he had become.
"Did you hurt yourself anywhere?"
Wen Shiwu shook his head gently as he looked at her worried expression through her bangs.
Then he lowered his head shyly and said regretfully, "I'm sorry I didn't go down to greet you and caused you trouble."
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