Chapter 1470 Wen Yan and His Wife (5)

Dongfang Chu was anxious and couldn't keep her, so she cried out of anger: "Shuishui, it's so late, where are you going?"

Wen Ruoshui turned around and wiped her tears soothingly: "I'm so old, there's always a place to go, can I still freeze outside?"

Dongfang Chu sniffed, hoarse voice, pulled her arm: "Tomorrow, can you wait until tomorrow? I'll move out with you."

Wen Ruoshui smiled: "This is your home, what's the big deal about you moving out with me?"

In this family, only Chuchu is really good to her. If it weren't for her, she would never live in the Dongfang family even if she returned to China.

She knew from a young age that everyone avoided her and hated her, thinking that she was a star of misfortune and would be brought bad luck by them.

She had long been accustomed to them looking at her with all kinds of colored eyes, and had also experienced the warmth and coldness of the world early on. It doesn't matter, everything doesn't matter.

"But it's so late, where are you going? Look, it's so cloudy, what if it rains?" Dongfang Chu sobbed, unable to hold back tears.

"Don't cry, I promise you nothing will happen." Wen Ruoshui wiped her tears helplessly: "Just take me here!"

"I..." Dongfang Chu sobbed, and when he reached the gate, he suddenly remembered something, looked at her and said: "Wait here, I'll ask driver Chen to take you."

It's so cold, so late, Shuishui is a girl, and I don't know where she is going. The aunt is too much.

Shangguan Rui is usually not doing his job properly. He doesn't have good driving skills, but he learns racing from others. It's all his own fault that he got into a car accident. What does it have to do with Shuishui!

Dongfang Chu went back to find the driver. When he followed the car back, he found that Wen Ruoshui was gone. He hurriedly called her: "Shuishui, where have you been?"

Wen Ruoshui: "Chuchu, I'm going home, back to my own home. Don't worry, I'll be fine. You're not in good health, go to bed early."

Dongfang Chu's nose was sore, and he couldn't help crying again: "Then I'll go find you too. You know, I can't sleep well without you."

Wen Ruoshui advised gently: "Dongfang's home is your home. Grandpa will not agree to you moving out. He has a stubborn temper. You'd better not make him angry."

Dongfang Chu thought of his grandfather's serious face and wiped his tears: "I know, then I'll go to see you tomorrow morning."

Wen Ruoshui looked at the street lights on both sides of the road that stretched to the end, and smiled gently: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, she couldn't wait for a car for a while, so she walked towards the old house of the Wen family according to the route she remembered.

Since her grandfather passed away, she has never returned home, fearing that thinking about the happiness in the past would only make her feel more miserable now.

For so many years, she thought she had forgotten a lot of things, but she found that many things were deeply engraved in her mind, and they could not be forgotten just by saying so.

Just like this road, when she walked, it was still as clear as before. In the past, her grandfather often took her on this road.

The north wind was howling, and the weather was gloomy. After dragging the suitcase for about half an hour, the sky began to snow.

She was a little cold and wrapped the scarf around her neck tightly. She had a cold constitution. She was a doctor, but no matter how she treated her, it was useless.

As soon as winter came, her body was cold. No matter how many clothes she wore, she could not warm up. Over time, she got used to it.

The old house of the Wen family was also in this villa area where every inch of land was worth a lot of money. It was called a villa area, but it actually covered a large area, occupying most of Jingshan.

The snow was getting heavier. When she arrived at the old house of the Wen family halfway up the mountain, a thin layer of snow fell on her head and body.

No one had been to the old house of the Wen family for more than ten years. It had fallen into disrepair, and even the door lock had been corroded and had a thick layer of rust.

Wen Ruoshui took out the key she had always carried with her and tried to open the door. She tried again and again, but the key could not be inserted. It must be that the keyhole was filled with rust.

She turned around and prepared to find a stone to try to smash the lock with the stone. It was not easy to find a locksmith at night.

Who knew that she would be stunned when she turned around, looking at the man who had stood behind her without knowing when, and smiled calmly and greeted: "Mr. Yan."

"Let me do it!" Yan Yuanfei stretched out his hand to her.

"This lock cannot be opened, and the key cannot be inserted." Wen Ruoshui did not expect that she would meet him twice in one day and let him see her in such an embarrassing state.

If she remembered correctly, the Yan family did not live here. The old house of the Yan family was in the power center of Beijing, not the economic center.

"Let me try." Yan Yuanfei insisted.

Wen Ruoshui gave him the key, looked around, ran to the small flower bed opposite to get a stone, and stood behind him.

With the help of the street light at the door, she frowned slightly and could see the man's delicate profile. His slender jade-like fingers were soon rusted, but fortunately the key was inserted.

With a click, a very slight metal turning sound, the lock opened.

Wen Ruoshui looked at him in amazement. She didn't expect that he could really open the lock that had not been used for ten years.

Yan Yuanfei moved quickly, pushed the door open very familiarly and naturally, and picked up her suitcase.

Wen Ruoshui's heart, which had been cold for a long time, suddenly felt a little warm at this moment. She watched the man walk into the yard and opened the door to the living room with another key.

The moment the lights were turned on, the living room was as bright as day. The house had been empty and deserted for a long time, and there were dust and cobwebs everywhere.

Yan Yuanfei turned his head, looked at the girl and said: "This place needs to be tidied up before people can live in it. You can go to my place and spend the night first!"

Wen Ruoshui looked at the scene in front of him, with mixed feelings in his heart, and shook his head: "No, thank you, Mr. Yan."

"There is no heating here, and the air conditioner probably won't work for a long time. I live next door." Yan Yuanfei looked at her with gentle eyebrows, waiting for her answer.

Wen Ruoshui ran in and took a look at the condition of the air conditioner. It had not been used for a long time and was broken. She looked at him sheepishly: "Then I'll trouble Mr. Yan."

The Yan family has a house here, but they don't live there often. Yan Yuanfei has been busy with the International Economic Forum Summit during this period. It's close here, so he temporarily lives here.

He was very lucky that he lived here so that he could meet her.

Otherwise, with this girl's temper, she would definitely have to spend one night in an untidy house.