put wildness in his heart

Chapter 172
Hearing the strangeness in Wen Miao's voice, Shen Jiayu Xuxu didn't take back the arm lying in front of her, but only looked sideways and asked in a low voice: "Know you?"

"Ah..." Wen Miao trailed off, "I guess we know each other."

Shen Jiayu: "Is it?"

Wen Miao scratched her hair before explaining in a low voice, "This is my mother's ex-husband."

Unexpectedly hearing such an answer, Shen Jiayu showed a somewhat surprised expression on his face, but now is obviously not the time to elaborate on these, Shen Jiayu didn't ask too much.

Naturally, Wen Miao didn't say much, she just frowned and looked at the man in front of her.

The man rubbed his hands, with a blunt and deliberate kindness on his face, and he started to exchange greetings: "Miaomiao, haven't you seen me for a long time?"

The surprised expression on Wen Miao's face has been put away, and her tone is unusually cold: "Say what you have to say."

"..."

The man had prepared a lot of words, but he didn't expect to hit a soft nail when he came up. For a while, all the words he wanted to say were suppressed. He gritted his teeth slightly, and suddenly looked up at Wen Miao. Shen Jiayu, who was beside him, obviously hesitated: "Let's find a place to sit down and talk?"

Wen Miao looked at him coldly: "There shouldn't be anything to talk about between you and me, right?"

In just a few words, several students in the team had already come out of the zoo. While walking this way from the exit, they shook their arms at Wen Miao and shouted from a distance: "Squad leader—"

Hearing the movement from the opposite side, Wen Miao glanced back, ignored the man in front of her, but gestured to Shen Jiayu, then turned and walked across the road.

The man stopped where he was, and the expression on his face gradually sank.

There was another event in the afternoon, Wen Miao didn't go with the big team, she found a dessert shop by herself to be lazy.

Bowing her head and taking a bite of the small cake, Wen Miao finally bent her eyes and sighed contentedly: "Sure enough, desserts can make people feel better."

Shen Jiayu pushed Shuangpi Nai in front of him over.

Wen Miao bit the spoon and looked at him: "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I don't like sweets." Shen Jiayu said.

"Then why are you here with me?" Wen Miao took the spoon he handed over, while digging the double skin milk, looked out the window in the direction of the bus leaving, and said, " The destination in the afternoon should be Redstone Grand Canyon, it’s quite interesting there, why don’t you go and see it with them?”

"Compared to the Redstone Grand Canyon, I should be more concerned about that." When Shen Jiayu said this, he tilted his head and looked out, and his eyes fell on the man who was wandering across the street outside the window.

Maybe it was an illusion, or maybe it was intuition, Shen Jiayu felt a certain signal called danger from that man.

There was an air of desperado about him.

Wen Miao glanced out following Shen Jiayu's line of sight, quickly looked away, and said a little boringly: "Don't pay attention to him, he didn't dare to look for my brother, or my little uncle, and then contacted my mother. So you can only come to me, but it's useless to find me, and I don't follow his set."

Shen Jiayu didn't understand Wen Miao's words, so he turned his head slightly and gave him a slightly suspicious look.

"That uncle—" Wen Miao swallowed the strawberry cake in her mouth, pointed at the man outside the window with a long-handled spoon, and explained a few words, "Domestic violence in marriage, and then my mother divorced him , Later my mother met my father again and got married again."

"My brother and I are half-brothers. In fact, we should be able to tell a little bit from the appearance of the two of us, right? My father is a Chinese-Italian mixed race. I look more like my father, but my brother looks more like me. Mommy."

When Shen Jiayu heard this, he felt a little understanding in his heart.

He noticed it the first time he saw Wen Yan,

Although the two brothers and sisters have a slight resemblance in eyebrows and eyes, there is a clear sense of disobedience. Wen Yan obviously has a pure oriental face, unlike Wen Miao, who can tell the appearance of a mixed race.

"This uncle—ah, let me think about his name?" Wen Miao tilted her head and thought about it, "It seems that his name is Gu Xiangzhi? I heard that he is quite powerful. He was admitted to Haida University from a small mountain village. After graduating, he stayed in Haida as a teacher, but he was expelled for some reason."

"In my impression, I should have met him a few times when I was in elementary school. Later, I heard from my brother that he got married again, and then he was violent in the family, and beat him into a lifelong disability. He was involved in the crime of intentional injury." Yes, it seems to have been sentenced for a few years, maybe it came out recently?"

Speaking of this, Wen Miao rubbed her eyelids and muttered, "No wonder my eyelids have been twitching today."

The left eye jumps auspiciously, and the right eye jumps badly.

After Wen Miao finished speaking, Shen Jiayu thought for a moment, and then asked the key point: "What is he looking for you for?"

"I guess he wants money." Wen Miao's attention was all on the little cake, and she was a little absent-minded when she lowered her head to answer, but she could see clearly, "He is a good gambler, and he owes a lot of money to others. I also borrowed from a usury loan. I have always wanted to fight for the custody of my brother and asked my mother for child support. Now my brother is an adult. If the child support is not enough, I can only focus on other places. for example--"

She pointed to herself, and slowly added the following words: "I."

Gambler, when you are at the top, what face do you care about?
Is there anything they can't do?

Shen Jiayu frowned slightly when he heard that, Wen Miao was so well protected by his family, he just looked at this through a transparent glass cover, and didn't know what the word "gambler" really meant.

But Shen Jiayu was different. He had been in close contact with these people before, knew them much better than Wen Miao, and knew the danger of such desperate gamblers. Will He Yin and Qin Ke go together?"

The topic changed too quickly, Wen Miao didn't react, and after a moment of stunned, he finally understood what he meant, finally shifted his attention away from the little cake, and raised his head to look at him with a smile: "Why, are you worried about me? ?”

Before he could speak, Wen Miao put her face in one hand, leaned forward slightly, and said in a prolonged voice, "Boss Shen, don't worry about it. If you keep worrying like this, I will misunderstand you."

When she said this, she deliberately bit down the pronunciation of the words, and the words sounded vague and had no deep meaning.

Shen Jiayu's attention was slightly distracted, his expression paused slightly, then he raised his eyes with a half-smile, and asked her softly, "What's the misunderstanding?"

Tsk, extreme pull.

He knew it well, but he wanted to ask her such a question.

(End of this chapter)