Chapter 1471: season finale

Chapter 1471 Finale
She hasn't seen him for half a year. She is not sure if he doesn't live here anymore.
She had the door code, opened the door, went up to the second floor, and entered their bedroom.
There was a huge painting in front of the bed, which was her. She was sitting quietly on the balcony of the apartment where she had lived for a long time, surrounded by flourishing flowers and plants, and it was dusk. The gentle light enveloped her, and she smiled softly.
Wen Qiao's heart was a little blocked.
How many days and nights, he just lay on the bed, looking at the painting in front of him, to relieve lovesickness.
There are two pillows on the bed, and there is a photo on the bedside table of him and her.
There are traces of her life everywhere here.
She opened the bedside table and saw a red invitation card.
It is a wedding invitation.
Wen Qiao's heart suddenly choked. Could it be that Fu Nanli has forgotten her in the past six months? Is he going to marry someone else?
She dialed his cell phone number and no one answered.
Wen Qiao went out, it was raining outside, she didn't care about so much, and rushed all the way to Fu Nanli's company.
Unobstructed, no one dared to stop her.
Wen Qiao went to the fifty-eighth floor and broke into his office without knocking.
The office is also empty, Fiona hurriedly followed up: "Miss Wen, you... why are you here?"
"Where is Fu Nanli?"
"President Fu is in a meeting."
"When will he end?"
"This...I don't know, the mid-year financial meeting."
Wen Qiao was sitting in his office waiting for him. There was lightning and thunder, and the rain was very urgent. She was unstable and even thought about it, if Fu Nanli really had other women, she should let go.
Waited until 8:30 in the evening.
The door of the office opened, Wen Qiao opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Fu Nanli and a beautiful woman standing beside him.
For a moment, her throat became hoarse and she couldn't speak.
Originally thought that even if he had a girlfriend, she wanted to fight for it, but now she is not so confident.
Although she was unspeakable, she broke up without explaining anything.
She took the blame.
Wen Qiao looked at Fu Nanli. He hadn't seen him for half a year. He was still like that, even more handsome. He had a sense of ten thousand years at a glance.
Fu Nanli stood there, without saying a word, with a stern expression. His deep eyes made Wen Qiao flustered inexplicably.
She walked out in a hurry, and when she passed him, she dropped a sentence: "Excuse me."
About to open the door and go out.
The wrist was grabbed, and his low voice came: "You go out first."
I saw the woman next to him retreating in kindness.
The night is thick, and the lights in his office are a bit dim. Wen Qiao raised his eyes and saw his eyes, deep and turbulent, as if there were a thousand words in his eyes, but he didn't know where to speak first. One sentence.
"Are you getting married?"
It was Wen Qiao who spoke first.
Fu Nanli's stern face was slightly slack, and his eyes were stained with anger: "What?"
"I said, are you getting married?"
Fu Nanli's eyes were raging: "Have you been to my place?"
"Yes."
Fu Nanli clenched her wrist: "If I say yes, what are you going to do?"
What he hoped was that she said she would prevent him from marrying, and even come to grab his relatives.
But Wen Qiao lowered his eyes: "Then I wish you happiness."
Master Fu almost exploded in anger: "Wish me happiness? Wen Qiao, you want me to be happy? Do you want me to marry another woman?"
Wen Qiao raised his eyes to look at him: "What is it that I want you to marry another woman? You want to marry another woman. I bless you, isn't it okay?"
Fu Nanli's face was green: "I am nothing in your heart? You wish me and other women happiness."
Wen Qiao: "Aren't you making trouble out of nowhere? Then what do you want me to say?"
Fu Nanli pressed the person on the wall: "Don't you fight for it?"
Wen Qiao thoughtfully: "Am I not a third party then?"
The success angered Fu Nanli, "Mrs. Fu's position, from beginning to end, is yours, always you. Besides you, who else can I marry?"
Wen Qiao was stunned: "But...but there is a wedding invitation in your bedside table."
"You don't even look at it, do you think I want to marry another woman?"
Wen Qiao continued to be confused: "Isn't it your wedding invitation?"
Fu Nanli gritted his teeth with anger: "Who shall I marry?"
"The girl just now is not bad."
Master Fu was on the verge of madness: "That's my employee."
Wen Qiao finally came back to his senses: "So whose wedding invitation belongs to?"
"Ji Xianzheng."
Wen Qiao: "Ah? He is getting married? With whom?"
"With his secretary."
Wen Qiao: "Oh, then... You can bring me a message, I wish them a good relationship for a hundred years."
Fu Nanli squinted at her: "What are you doing today?"
Outside the French window, the wind and rain were swaying, Wen Qiao plucked up his courage: "I'm here to save your heart, Mr. Fu."
Fu Nanli's eyes instantly became tender.
"Wen Qiao, my heart has always been with you, how can I save my heart."
Wen Qiao stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips.
As things changed, he was still waiting for her.
How can she be?
At night, in Fu Nanli's apartment, the young girl was sitting on the sofa, and the noble son put one hand in his pocket, pointing her head with one finger, and teaching her mercilessly.
"Are you trying to me off, Wen Qiao?"
Wen Qiao gave him a guilty look.
"Why didn't you tell me? Why did you take everything alone? What if you have a long and two shortcomings?"
Wen Qiao spread his hands: "Look, I didn't do anything, and I got the evidence that I didn't kill your father. It has been handed over to the police, and the police have detained He Xihuai."
This is the biggest difficulty in Fu Nanli's heart: "You should tell me, I can act with you."
Wen Qiao pursed his lips and said, "When you dealt with Fu Jiang, you lied about an airplane accident, didn't you tell me?"
"Wen Qiao, are you retaliating against me?"
Wen Qiao quickly raised his hand: "It's not revenge for you. Why didn't you tell me? It's because I'm afraid I'm worried. Why didn't I tell you now? I'm also afraid that you're worried. I'm not sure if I can succeed. What is He Xihuai? Such a person, we all know, in case he breaks the boat..."
Fu Nanli was silent.
Wen Qiao said again: "It's about your father. I don't want you to participate in it. If you participate, I will not be able to explain to your mother and grandfather."
Fu Nanli squeezed her hand: "Don't hide anything from me in the future."
Wen Qiao: "Well, good."
The police went to He Xihuai's villa and handcuffed him.
He gave Tereza a gloomy look, Tereza was guilty.
He Xihuai smiled in a low voice, "Did you tell Wen Qiao?"
Tereza almost knelt down: "I don't want her husband to make mistakes again and again, the girl Wenqiao is not so easy to control."
He Xihuai raised his eyebrows: "I didn't say anything, you don't have to be afraid of this."
Tereza was too guilty to look at him.
He Xihuai laughed at herself: "Forget it, what should the Pentagram be like? I can't force it. Maybe it shouldn't belong to me at the beginning. I have a bottle of medicine on the bedside table in my bedroom for Wenqiao to inject. In the body, she will not be bothered by my blood in the future."
On a rainy night, he was taken away.
Tereza stood at the door, looked at the man, and thought, is the personality of the kid who was forced out by Wenqiao just now to be true, or is he acting it?
neither knows.
Fu Xian was not killed by Wen Qiao, and the truth of the incident finally came to light.
During this period, even though Wen Qiao was believed to have caused Fu Xianyuan's death, the Fu family, including Mr. Fu and Ye Minqiu, did not feel sorry for Wen Qiao.
Although she was not polite to her, she never retaliated in private.
Wen Qiao knew that the Fu family had always been like this, cold outside and hot inside.
Fu Nanli took her to his father's grave and sent a bunch of flowers.
When he died, it was winter, and now, it is summer, Wenqiao's favorite season.
She presented a bunch of chrysanthemums and observed a minute of silence.
In fact, he didn't say anything in his heart, just hope he can rest in peace.
People who have been wandering for half their lives can finally sleep in Fu's cemetery. Not far away is the mansion where he grew up. There are his family members. Perhaps, for him, he is already content.
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Wen Mo participated in the variety show finals, Wen Qiao, Fu Nanli and her family went to watch the scene together.
Wen Chi chuckled softly: "Let's take a look at it. My little Mo won the championship properly."
Su Yun gave a soft tut: "You kid, be humble."
Wen Qiao said: "We Xiao Mo will definitely win the championship."
Su Yun was speechless: "How can you be like Xiao Chi."
The brother and sister said in unison: "That's because we have confidence in Xiao Mo."
Fu Nanli smiled and looked at Wen Qiao.
And with their brothers and sisters, two golden mouths, two hours of competition, various events, Wen Mo has the highest score, each event is the highest score, with a crushing advantage, won the championship of the finals tonight.
Wen Chi sighed: "Mom, if you see it, I will say that Xiao Mo can do it."
Su Yun just applauded and said excitedly: "Yes, yes, Xiao Mo is too good."
Wen Qiao leaned on Fu Nanli, unable to stop patting with his hands.
With the flowers of honor and applause, Wen Mo finally dared to speak on the stage.
He didn't speak fluently, but finally mentioned his sister: "Thank you most to my sister, Wen Qiao, thank you for taking me back from a lonely planet of a person and allowing me to live an ordinary life, thank you ."
Wen Qiao's eyes were slightly wet, and Fu Nanli bowed her head and kissed her on the forehead: "You have not only picked him up, but there is another person. Thank you very much."
When all the players and staff had retreated, only the Wen family and Fu Nanli were left in the studio.
Wen Qiao shook Fu Nanli's hand, "Let's go too."
"Wait."
Out of the corner of Wen Qiao's eyes, he saw Fu Nanli's mother and grandfather, as well as his grandmother, as his most important people.
Fu Nanli stood up, long body and Yuli, Wen Qiao only noticed that he was dressed very formally today, with a suit on outside the white shirt.
Suddenly, he knelt down.
Wen Chi came and said: "Damn, brother-in-law, are you proposing to my sister?"
Su Yun covered his mouth, and Uncle Ji patted him on the head: "On this occasion, you should be careful when you speak."
Fu Nanli looked at her religiously, with unprecedented tenderness and solemnity.
"Wen Qiao, marry me."
Her family, his family, were all present.
He knew what she valued most, small and warm, and didn't need much pomp, no need to tell the world.
Many images flashed in Wen Qiao's mind, remembering that the first time he saw him was when he was in a coma in a car accident, and remembering that he had lied and claimed to be his girlfriend.
The line of emotion is entangled.
After that, I couldn't figure out how to cut it.
All eager eyes were on her.
Wen Qiao stretched out his hand and smiled contentedly: "I am willing."
(End of this chapter)