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Chapter 2: Rooted

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    Wen Yan didn't dare to resist. This kind of drama has been staged countless times in the past.

    "Young Master, it's time to eat." Butler Lin's voice rang outside the door, which was a natural sound to Wen Yan!

    Steward Lin has worked for the Mu family for decades, and he grew up watching Mark Tingchen, so he also has some weight in front of him.

    Mo Tingchen moved his hand away from Wen Yan's chest, and replied lazily: "Got it."

    Wen Yan opened the door and left as if fleeing, his words still circling in his mind

    "In half a month, you will be eighteen, right?"

    These words made her feel uneasy for a long time, what does it mean to be eighteen?  She is very clear.

    After the meal, Mark Tingchen went out. Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and fell asleep on the small bed in the utility room. She had lived in this utility room for ten years. Mu's house was her 'home' in the second sense.

    That night, she didn't sleep very well. In her dream, she asked her father over and over again: "What happened? Are they telling the truth?" Only her father's smile and back before boarding the plane responded to her.

    In that air crash, none of the 17 people on board the Mu family's private plane survived, and Mark Tingchen's parents were among them.

    The media widely reported that the accident was caused by the captain's improper operation, and there were also rumors that the captain drank alcohol illegally before take-off.

    Wen Yan's father, Wen Zhiyuan, as the private pilot of the Mu family, even though he also died in the plane crash, became the target of public criticism.

    At the end of the dream, it was Mark Tingchen who brought her home. No one understood why he adopted the sinner's daughter.

    At the age of eight, she took Mo Tingchen's hand and was brought into Mu's house.  At that time, she naively thought that she was an orphan and so was he, maybe it was really his kindness.

    But at the moment the door closed, her hand was thrown away, and he looked down at her with extreme coldness in his eyes: "Your father is dead, and you will atone for his sins."

    At the age of eighteen, the hatred that shrouded his body almost swallowed her. At that moment, she deeply understood that he came to 'collect debts'

    After a night of nightmares, it was already dawn when I woke up. Wen Yan stroked his hot forehead, looked at the snowflakes falling outside through the small window in the utility room, and smiled faintly: "It's snowing"

    "Yanyan, wear more clothes, it's going to snow today, it's very cold, don't catch a cold with your small body."

    Mama Liu still cared about her as always. In the past ten years, no matter in season, whenever she woke up, she would always give her some advice.

    She responded, and put on the only overcoat to keep out the cold. When she went out, Mama Liu couldn't help sharpening her nose when she saw her: "Yanyanyou can ask the young master for some money and add some clothes, your clothes  I¡¯ve been wearing it for several years, girls are at this age when they spend money, look at you¡­¡±

    Wen Yan shook his head stubbornly, and rode on the bicycle that was falling apart against the wind and snow.

    Mark Tingchen did not allow anyone to give her anything, including money.  If you want to give alms, it can only be given by him.

    Since she was eight years old, whatever she wanted, she would try her best to please him. He didn't allow her to call him brother, so she called Mark Ting-chen over and over again until later, it became deeply ingrained.

    There was the sound of a car honking behind her, and she drove as far as possible, and when a black Rolls Royce passed by her, through the half-opened window, she met Mark Tingchen's eyes, with shallow eyes  After the cross, the car drifted away.

    Suddenly, the car stopped in front of her, and she stopped subconsciously, with one foot on the ground and both hands supporting the bicycle, waiting quietly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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