The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Chapter 892 Leaving 2

She chuckled lightly, with a slightly teasing tone, "Why did you suddenly realize that you were not happy to let Xiao Ling'er leave before?"

"I just found out that your decision was a good one."

"That accident, it's very tricky." Qiao An understood what Lu Yicheng meant after a while. Lu Yisheng didn't think this way last night, but he changed his mind after going out for a trip.

This shows that last night was obviously afraid to be a restless night.

Lu Yisheng didn't deny it, but hummed.

Qiao Anhao expressed that she understood, but there was no emotion in her eyes. Since everything has already happened and it is impossible to reverse it, she must adjust her mentality to the best, so that she can take over all the calculations that will follow. .

She still has to protect the people around her!

"Mom, Dad, Ling'er is up!" Xiao Ling'er walked downstairs on short legs, her slightly curly hair was scattered on both sides, making her little face look white and tender, wearing a little red skirt, just Like a delicate doll.

She ran to Qiao Anhao's side, and wanted to lean on Qiao Anhao's leg, but when she saw Qiao Anhao sitting in a wheelchair, she withdrew her hand, looked at Qiao Anhao with watery eyes, and raised a big Smiley, looks innocent and cute.

Looking down at Qiao Anhao's wound, her little hand looked at a loss, and asked in a low voice, "Mom, does it still hurt?"

Qiao An Hao rubbed Xiao Ling'er's head, and replied gently, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Xiao Ling'er hummed, nodded heavily, and Wen Jue followed her downstairs, Qiao Anhao picked up Xiao Ling'er, and shouted to Wen Jue, "Dad."

"Is your wound okay?" Wen Jue was also worried about Qiao An's leg.

"It's nothing serious. It didn't hurt the bones. It's just a few flesh wounds. It won't take long for it to heal. Instead, it's you, Dad, who need to take care of your body. The Wen family" paused, Qiao Anhao continued Said, "It's good to retire."

She also didn't want Wen Jue to deal with those Taoist affairs at such an old age, not to mention that Wen's family had been hurt by this experience.

The foundation of the Wen family for so many years was abandoned in one fell swoop. Wen Shiyi and Xiao Qi, one fell and the other disappeared. They were both elites of the Wen family, but now they are all gone.

Although it is said that no news is the best news, but Wen Shiyi suffered such serious injuries, the possibility of surviving is almost zero.

"Yeah, it's good to be retired." Wen Jue sighed, the whole person seemed to be a little older, and even the temples seemed to be stained with frost white.

Even the upright body seemed to bend a little suddenly, which made people feel sad.

He was getting old, and he didn't want to care about these things anymore. Wen Shiyi's disappearance and Xiao Qi's death seemed to be nothing to him, but in fact he was still sad.

They were all trained by him himself. How could he have no feelings at all when he watched them grow up?

Perhaps it was because the atmosphere was too heavy, and Xiao Ling'er was not used to it. She stretched out her hand to hold Wen Jue's hand, and that soft, chubby hand squeezed Wen Jue's wide hands full of calluses and scars, smiling. Looking at him, he said, "Grandpa, I will accompany you in the future, so don't be sad."

Hearing Xiao Ling'er's heart-warming words, Wen Jue showed a rare smile, and suddenly felt as if his whole body warmed up.