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"This Wen Jin, couldn't he be the only one who killed Tang Wan?"
Who will Wen Jin kill?
Lu Xi couldn¡¯t help but hesitate. If she cooperated with Wen Jin like this, would she not even know how she died?
Lu Xi was hesitating whether to leave or stay.
Wen Jin¡¯s words came from upstairs.
"Xiao Xi, you're here, come up and sit down."
Lu Xi looked up at Wen Jin. She was standing on the second floor. Her hair was a little messy and her expression couldn't be seen clearly, but she felt like she was smiling and crying at the same time.
It feels quite permeating.
She wanted to leave, but she still had to go up.
Still on the balcony.
Wen Jin drank tea and said nothing.
Lu Xi was a little nervous and was afraid of Wen Jin.
Wen Jin didn¡¯t speak, and neither did she.
The two of them were relatively quiet.
It¡¯s just that this quietness seems a little strange.
Making Lu Xi restless, she took a sip of tea and then asked: "I just heard that my aunt seemed to have a quarrel with my uncle?"
She asked casually, not expecting Wen Jin to answer.
Wen Jin put down the teacup and hummed, "For the wedding photos."
Lu Xi raised his head in surprise, then lowered his head, not daring to answer.
Wen Jin continued: "I saw the wedding photos gathering dust, so I asked the servant to take them off and wipe them. The results were broken, so I fired the servant. The servant was angry and burned the wedding photos again, and he became angry with me. .¡±
She felt aggrieved as she said this, "I told you that we could reshoot, but he just said no."
Lu Xi was a little embarrassed and a little scared.
Since that day, she always felt that everything Wen Jin said to her had the same meaning.
Wen Jin took a deep breath and said, "I just said that I had made an appointment with a photographer to take wedding photos, but he just didn't want to go. He also said that he wanted to go. I can just go by myself."
Lu Xi was a little puzzled when he heard this: "Isn't uncle always doting on you? As long as he wants to do anything, he is willing to do it?"
How could we have such a quarrel over such a trivial matter as wedding photos?
"Yes, he dotes on her." Wen Jin smiled, "But for him, wedding photos are different."
Lu Xi also said it was difficult to understand.
Wen Jin: "The wedding photos taken more than thirty years ago are very vulgar even now. No matter how good-looking the person is, they are still in the studio style. I just don't like them. I just want to take them again."
As she said that, her voice was a little cold: "I just want to take a set of wedding photos that belong to me and him, and belong only to us."
After hearing this, Lu Xi became even more confused and asked subconsciously: "But the wedding photos taken more than 30 years ago also belong to you, and they are very memorable."
Wen Jin raised his head to look at her, then smiled softly, "It's different."
Lu Xi¡¯s scalp was numb from being laughed at.
I don¡¯t know what the difference is in what she said.
But I just feel scared.
Wen Jin seemed to just want to say something to relieve his mood.
After saying that, he calmed down and drank tea quietly.
She is as quiet and gentle as a lady.
But even so, Lu Xi still felt scared, especially this kind of quiet, which was more like the quiet before the storm.
Sure enough, after a while of silence, Wen Jin spoke again, "Tell me, what does the sunset look like?"
It¡¯s that question again.
When Wen Jin asked, Lu Xi relaxed. After all, she had thought about it before coming.
So, she also smiled, "Blood color."
Wen Jin nodded with satisfaction and asked: "What do you think about Xiuhan and Mu Xin?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com