Chapter 1697 You Are Luckier than Me [Wen Mu]

Wen Zong went back to the room and took a shower. When she came back, she saw several missed calls from Mu Zichen on her phone. She frowned slightly and turned off the phone.

There was a car parked outside Qiao's mansion. The person in the car took his mobile phone and dialed again. No one answered before, but now he was prompted to turn off the phone.

He glanced out the car window. It was too far away to see the main villa clearly, and he didn't know which house she lived in.

But the only thing he was sure of was that after what happened today, she hated him even more.

There was a "pop", a crisp sound inside the car, and then there was another "pop".

He slapped her twice in succession without any mercy, and it didn't take long before red slap marks appeared on his face.

He's a bastard, he deserves to be beaten!

If you can win her back by hitting yourself, you can do it as many times as you like!

He didn't know how long it took before he put down his phone and drove away.

When having breakfast the next morning, Xia Ning looked at Wen Xing's dark circles and asked, "Didn't you sleep well yesterday?"

"Well, I had a nightmare at night, and then I couldn't sleep." Wen Zong replied.

Xia Ning nodded and looked at Qiao Yu next to her, "Eat more, you have lost weight recently. I can't bring you food at noon, so you have to eat well."

"Yeah!" Qiao Yu responded and put another small bun on Xia Ning's plate.

Seeing this, Xia Ning immediately helped him grab a shrimp dumpling.

Wen Tong watched from the side as the two got along. Neither Qiao Yu nor Asteria had a warm temperament, but probably because of love, Asteria made herself a wife who cared about her husband. However, although Qiao Yu still had a cold temperament, But he also knows how to care about his wife in every possible way.

After breakfast, Qiao Yu took Xia Ning back to her room and then went to the company.

Wen Zong went to Xia Ning's room, where she was sitting next to the cradle, teasing Mengmeng.

"You've been quite leisurely recently, teasing your daughter every day."

Xia Ning raised her head and looked at her and said: "Being able to grow up with your child is actually a blessing. I have always regretted that I could not accompany Enoch to grow up."

Wen Zong walked over, looked at Mengmeng's bright black eyes, and said with a smile: "She looks like you. If that child hadn't died, I don't know if he looked like me or..." At this point , the smile on her face froze.

Xia Ning looked at Wen Cong, patted her shoulder, and whispered: "The past is in the past. Child, you will have another child. Maybe that child is not destined to you."

"You are really getting better and better at comforting people." Wen Xong twitched the corner of her mouth. It was already difficult for her to have another child.

"Maybe it's because I understand your pain." Xia Ning whispered.

Wen Tong hugged Xia Ning and whispered, "But you are luckier than me."

Xia Ning patted her back and whispered: "Before I started over, I also felt that I was an unfortunate person. I didn't dare to move forward because the wounds in the past were always there, but I seemed to understand a truth. , the scars will never recover, but we can downplay or even modify them, and maybe in the end we will be better than before the tragedy happened, because we have been hurt before, so we will not repeat the same mistakes."

"I hope so!" Wen Cong lowered his eyes, tears falling unconsciously.

After talking to Xia Ning for a while, she felt sleepy, so Wen Cong went downstairs. As soon as she got downstairs, she saw Mu Zichen standing in the hall, looking at her.