Chapter 164 Comfort, I wish my aunt was my mother
Sitting in the exquisitely decorated villa, Wen Xi was obviously a little at a loss. This villa was much more luxurious than her home in terms of both its geographical location and decoration facilities.
She seemed to have helped a rich man unintentionally.
Her love for wealth, which was instilled in her by her parents, made her feel that she should talk to Wen Zheng, as she could gain countless help by making friends with a rich person.
But her pure affection and rebellious nature made her unwilling to do such a vulgar thing from the bottom of her heart, so now she could only sit on the sofa feeling very uncomfortable.
"Xixi, are you thirsty? Have a glass of juice." Wen Zheng had already taken a shower and changed into a home cotton dress. She handed a glass of freshly squeezed juice to Wenxi.
They had introduced themselves to each other when they first arrived home, but only by their first names.
"I just moved here, and there's nothing good to entertain at home. Luckily you helped me pick up some fruit just now, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to drink this glass of fruit juice."
Wen Zheng seemed to notice Wen Xi's nervousness, so she made a gentle joke and deliberately mentioned helping her to relax her.
As expected, Wenxi's expression relaxed, her stiff arms loosened, and she obediently took the fruit juice and sipped it.
"Thank you, Aunt Wen."
Seeing Wenxi's well-behaved appearance, Wen Zheng showed a sincere smile. She likes well-behaved children.
"You sit down first, I'll go cook. Is there anything you like to eat?" Wen Zheng raised her hand and touched Wen Xi's hair, ignoring the sudden stiffness of her subordinates and asked with a smile.
"No, thanks. I'm not really hungry and I should be going home soon."
Wenxi carefully raised her head a little higher so that Wen Zheng could touch more parts of her body, while refusing with embarrassment.
But when she smelled the aroma of pork ribs and lotus root soup coming from the kitchen, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva at an inappropriate time.
In fact, she had run away from home after a big fight with her parents in the morning. She left in a hurry and didn't bring any money, so she hasn't eaten anything until now.
Oh, no, except the glass of juice.
Therefore, it was difficult for her to control herself when she smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen.
Moreover, she hasn't eaten any food other than takeout for a long time. Her father only knew how to socialize and would not come back until very late every night, and her mother was addicted to playing mahjong and disliked the kitchen fumes that would make her smell bad.
Of course, the couple would not let her starve to death. They would give Wenxi a sum of money every week and let her order takeout when she was hungry.
But as we all know, take-out is not clean except for those high-end restaurants. Pre-prepared dishes are considered good.
Wen Zheng naturally also saw Wen Xi swallowing her saliva, but she didn't point it out. The little girl's self-esteem was the strongest in middle school, and it would be bad to say it out loud.
"Don't you want to eat? But auntie has already cooked the soup. If you don't eat it, auntie can't finish it all by herself." Wen Zheng showed an embarrassed expression.
The elder sister, who had the gentle and wifely air, lowered her head with an embarrassed look on her face, her fingers stirring unconsciously, her eyes showing some sadness, yet also some imperceptible expectation.
Who could continue to refuse such an attitude? Not Wen Xi.
She agreed in a daze as if she had been drugged, and then was pushed to the dining table in a daze, and was handed a bowl and chopsticks in a daze.
When she came back to her senses, the bowl and the plate next to it were already piled with all kinds of delicious-smelling dishes.
Seeing that Wen Zheng was still planning to put more food into her bowl, which was about to overflow, Wen Xi quickly waved her hand to refuse, "Auntie Wen, that's enough, don't put any more food in it. I can't finish it."
Wen Zheng smiled and stopped stubbornly picking up food. Instead, she took a small bowl and served Wen Xi a bowl of lotus root and pork ribs soup.
"Good boy, eat quickly. It's getting late now, maybe you would like to tell me your parents' phone number? Then I can call them to let them know you're safe."
Wenxi paused while eating, nodded silently, and then fluently recited a mobile phone number that she had called countless times.
Although she was still a little angry, she thought that she had been away from home for so long and her parents might be worried. If they apologized to her, she would just forgive them reluctantly.
After all, it wasn’t her fault that she didn’t do well in the exam. The papers were generally difficult, and even Chen Sisi, the top student in their class, didn’t get a high score.
Wen Zheng touched Wen Xi's head with a smile again, then put down the chopsticks in his hand, walked aside, took out his mobile phone and started calling.
Wenxi stared at Wen Zheng's figure in the corner for a long time, then buried her head in the bowl and continued to eat happily. It was so delicious!
"And Auntie Wen seems to like touching her head very much. I guess I need to save some money to buy some good hair care products in the future." Wenxi nodded uncontrollably while eating.
Wen Zheng's voice came intermittently.
"Yes, Xixi is with me now, don't worry about her."
"I'm eating. I'm not causing any trouble. On the contrary, I'm being very helpful."
"Don't say that. Sissi is a very good and well-behaved child."
"So you guys wanna come over and pick up Sissi?"
"Oh, I see. Xixi knows the address, right? I will send her back safely."
As she spoke, Wen Zheng's brows began to frown involuntarily, and her tone became increasingly cold. It was obvious that something unpleasant had arisen during the conversation.
Wenxi lowered her head even lower in the bowl. She had already guessed what her parents had said.
It was just that she was almost an adult, could take care of herself, and shouldn't cause trouble for Aunt Wen.
These were all old news, but she hadn't expected her parents to be unwilling to even come and pick her up.
As she was thinking about it, Wen Xi suddenly sneered, and big salty tears suddenly dripped into the bowl. If her guess was correct, the woman was probably playing mahjong in the newly opened mahjong hall, and the man should be sitting in the KTV box.
"Xixi, are you okay?" A tissue appeared in front of her.
Wen Xi sniffed her nose sharply, and when she looked up, she met Wen Zheng's concerned eyes, which revealed unstoppable worry.
"Damn it, I want to cry again, Wenxi, can you be stronger? Aren't you used to it a long time ago?"
The little girl carefully took the tissue, then wiped it roughly on her face, and even blocked her eyelids with the tissue to prevent tears from dripping.
"Oh." Wen Zheng sighed, took out a clean wet wipe from the wet wipe box next to her, then gently grabbed Wen Xi's hand and put it aside.
"Don't cry, auntie is here, auntie is here."
The cool wet wipes were gently placed on the red eye sockets, stimulating Wen Xi so much that she shuddered involuntarily, but she quickly used the tissue to block her eyes and put them against Wen Zheng's palms.
Behind my back, there is a slender hand that is constantly stroking, again and again, as gentle as the clouds in the sky.
"So warm, just a moment, just another moment." In Wen Zheng's arms, Wen Xi rarely allowed herself to suddenly collapse.
'I wish my aunt was my mother.'
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