Chapter 87: He is the savior

Chapter 87 He is the Savior
Wen Jianmin looked at the child under the light, a little annoyed, and buckled the phone back, got up and left the office upset.
Wen Mo got off the stage, and several of his classmates rushed up, rubbed his hair, and touched his trophy lovingly, congratulating him.
Wen Mo's smile was a bit shy, and the whole person was a bit at a loss. Wen Qiao stepped forward and thanked those classmates for him, and then said: "Laihuayuan, sister invites you to dinner, and celebrates for us Xiao Mo."
The classmates rejoiced and a group of people walked out surrounded by Wen Mo.
Wen Chi pulled two to five to eight million, and he walked vigorously, as if he had won the grand prize, which was even more proud than Wen Mo.
As soon as I left the cultural center, I saw a large group of reporters suddenly rushing up to the door, each with a camera in his hand, flashing lights one after another, and the microphone poked in front of Wen Mo's face.
The reporters were like hungry wolves who saw their prey appear, their eyes shining brightly.
"Hello, you are Wen Mo, the Junior Olympiad Champion, right?"
"I heard that you are autistic."
"Excuse me, what is the education in your family?"
"May I ask who is your parent?"
One after another, the sound of forcing questions came over, and they were surrounded by water, and the flashing light stabbed Wen Mo to open his eyes.
Wen Chi's anger was on the verge: "Where are you reporters from? Who asked you to come? Don't accept the interview, get out of it."
Wen Qiao stretched out his hand to embrace Wen Mo, blocking for him the reporters who desperately tried to bring the microphone to his mouth.
"Get out, get out of everything."
While holding Wen Mo, she also told Wen Chi not to have physical conflicts with the reporters.
These unscrupulous reporters will take some photos and videos, and Wen Chi will be pushed to the cusp of the storm.
She protected Wen Mo with one hand and Wen Chi with the other hand. She walked to the intersection with difficulty. Su Yun stretched out her hand to block the reporters with difficulty: "We are not accepting interviews."
"I heard that Wen Mo is autistic, can I not speak?"
"Are you a parent, right? How do you educate children with autism?"
"Will this kind of children be particularly difficult to educate? Do you have a lot of hardship as family members?"
There was a black Maybach parked on the side of the road. Fu Nanli only assumed that he had misread it, but he saw that it was Wen Qiao who was being chased by a group of reporters carrying long guns.
The driver banged twice and Wen Qiao saw her savior.
"Get in the car." Fu Nanli reached out and opened the door. Wen Qiao hugged Wen Mo and pushed aside the reporters who were crowded around him. After getting into the car, Su Yun and Wen Chi followed.
Wen Chi sat in the co-pilot, with four people in the back seat.
Wen Qiao squeezed beside Fu Nanli, looking worriedly at her with her eyes down and her body trembling warmly, "Xiao Mo, are you okay?"
Wen Mo didn't speak, as if she couldn't hear her voice.
Those reporters were like zombies besieging the city, slamming on the window of the car, and Fu Nanli solemnly ordered the driver to drive.
"Master, are you still going to the dinner party?"
"Send them back first."
"Yes."
As the car galloped on the wide road, Wen Qiao looked at Wen Mo worriedly: "Xiao Mo, are you okay?"
Wen Mo tightly grasped Wen Qiao's hand, trying to calm down the panic in his heart caused by the sudden influx of people, and didn't want his sister to worry about being the only motivation to support him to overcome his psychological obstacles.
He looked up at Wen Qiao and squeezed her hand.
"Those people, don't worry about it, you know?"
Wen Mo nodded hard.
"What's wrong with him?" His big hand suddenly took her small hand.
Wen Qiao was surprised, mother was sitting next to her, she wanted to pull it out.
The man was so strong that he couldn't allow her to step back and squeezed her hand tightly.
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