My Wife Poke Me

He Li had a cold smile on his lips, "Mr. Wen, this has nothing to do with you, right?"

The expression on Wen Rongyu's face was so stiff, "As the father of the child, I have reason to know this."

The curve of the corner of He Li's mouth became wider, and her eyes slowly fell on Wen Rongyu, "Father? Have you fulfilled your father's obligations for a day? What have you done for him? Or should you let him witness his father's treatment with his own eyes? Another child who loves and cares from the bottom of his heart?"

He Li would never forget Juan Juan's lost eyes when he went back that day and asked her why he didn't have a father.

Of course he has a father, but where is his father? Protecting and caring for the child born to another woman.

The emotion in Wen Rong and his eyes was unclear. He slowly let go of He Li's arm. After a long time, he said a word from his throat, "A Li, are you blaming me for not fulfilling my duty as a father?"

It was she who said back then that she was not allowed to see Juan Juan, and he really kept his promise.

But why was the result different from what he thought?

"How dare I? Mr. Wen has a lovely wife and children by his side and a successful career. How dare a little shrimp like me give advice to Mr. Wen?"

Wen Rong and his throat were choked, "Ali, don't talk like this in such a weird way."

He Li raised his head and looked into his eyes, his eyes full of coldness, "Since you think my words are unpleasant, then don't bother me anymore. I don't care what your intentions are for investing in young violinists this time. I hope that after the competition , this will be the last time we meet."

Her words fully conveyed the meaning of the word ruthlessness.

He Li left, but Wen Rongyu was still standing in the corridor, motionless for a long time, his back lonely.

No one noticed that there was a slender figure in the corner. Although the face was not seen, a trace of clothes was visible.

The color of the clothing material is true red.

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As we near the end, we become busy and very tired at the end of the day.

The competition was over, but He Li did not leave immediately. After discussing the next competition with the judges, she sat in the lounge to rest.

At this time, an uninvited guest came into the lounge, and He Li looked up.

It's Shu Tong.

She was also wearing the red evening dress she wore during the competition, which was bright and moving.

Shu Tong turned around and motioned to his assistant to close the door, and then looked at He Li.

He Li asked: "Miss Shu, is there something wrong?"

Shu Tong found a bench and sat down. She looked at He Li and said, "You are Mr. Wen's ex-wife, right?"

He Li didn't show any surprise when he heard her asking. Shu Tong really knew about this.

Shu Tong looked at her expression and knew she was admitting it.

"The child you brought today is also Mr. Wen's?"

After saying that, she paused slightly and smiled, "No, if it really belongs to Mr. Wen, the Wen family will not let their child be raised outside."

In Shu Tong's eyes, apart from his status as a violinist, He Li was just a woman with no identity or background.

What Shu Tong said earlier, He Li had no expression on his face, but when she heard Shu Tong talking about Juan Juan, her eyes clearly felt cold, "Miss Shu, why don't you explain your purpose directly, why bother beating around the bush. "

"People outside know that I am an artist under the Wen family, but they don't know that I have another identity - Mr. Wen's psychiatrist."

After saying that, Shu Tong looked at He Li, "Actually, Mr. Wen hired no less than ten psychiatrists before me, but they were all dismissed, and only I was retained. Do you know why?"

Make up for yesterday's.