C11 My Home Is Your Home

Wen Xiaoru supported herself against the wall and steadily picked up her phone to call Liu Xiang, then hung up. Wen Xiaoru sent another text message indicating the phone number she was currently using.

"Wen Xiaoru, it's time for you to scram as well!" Wen Yuan appeared in the room and interrupted Wen Xiaoru's daydreaming. The suitcase containing her clothes was thrown onto the street.

"Dad!" How can you do this to me! "

"The house is mine!"

"Am I your daughter or not! "Why are you so ruthless!"

"Scram!" Wen Yuan left in a car. The door had already been locked by a servant.

Wen Xiaoru held onto her luggage as she walked down the street. Careful care of the home is gone, no family house is also not home, I am homeless! In her trance, she didn't notice that the zebra crossing across the street now showed a red light.

Beep! Beep! A medium-sized truck honked its horn. At night, the truck would use the fastest speed to get the goods. Even though it was already on the brakes, the truck would still hit someone.

With the blinding light, Wen Xiaoru turned her head and saw the carriage speeding towards her. For a moment, she forgot to react.

"Bam!"

The two cars collided, and a black BMW slammed into the head of the truck, causing the truck to veer off course.

Clang! The glass of the window shattered.

The truck was braking, but fortunately, the inertia of the medium-sized truck wasn't too great.

No one in the car was fatally injured, only the car was disabled.

Ji Lianchen didn't have time to care about the cut on his hand and face. He opened the door with his numb hands and ran to the woman, hugging her tightly.

It was too tight! Wen Xiaoru found it hard to breathe, and her body was in pain.

The siren sounded. Ji Lianchen let go of the woman he was carrying and called the housekeeper.

"Come pick me up on Sunflower Street." Sunflower Street was near Wen Xiaoru's Holiday.

When Ji Lianchen received the check out call from the hotel, he felt that he must have been possessed and drove to Wen Xiaoru's house.

He saw the scene that caused him to stop breathing. The truck rushed towards the woman, but the woman remained motionless.

Idiot!

"I don't have a home!" Wen Xiaoru said gloomily. This man appeared when she was at her most depressed and despairing. It was as if he was trying to redeem her …

"Hm!" "From now on, my home is home." He gently put his arm around the woman again.

When he arrived at Ji Lichen's house, Wen Xiaoru was carried to bed and put on a quilt.

"Go to sleep!" The woman tugged at his sleeve. "What about you?"

The man said nothing, but covered the woman's eyes with a hand.

Wen Xiaoru fell asleep soon after. The air around him made him feel safe, and his hands, which covered his eyes, felt warm and at ease.

She opened her eyes. The unfamiliar environment puzzled Wen Xiaoru for a moment. There was still a familiar smell coming from the blanket. Wen Xiaoru stood up and went to drink a glass of water.

The light was shining in the study, and the man was frowning as he looked at the blueprints. This was already the fifth time he had revised the painting. However, he felt that something was amiss. Without the restraints from the clothing design at the beginning of autumn, although it would definitely be popular, it wasn't innovative enough. It wasn't breathtaking enough.

The door to the study wasn't closed. Wen Xiaoru held the cup of water, mesmerized. The man was handsome to begin with, but now that he was working, he looked so handsome that it made one's hair stand on end.

He snuck up to the other party and saw that it was a blueprint. He quickly put the cup of water away. The man did not notice the woman's arrival.

As she read, an inspiration suddenly appeared in Wen Xiaoru's head.

"Let me try!" The woman pulled away the pen in the man's hand that had not been touched for a long time. The man also let her pull it away …

Having witnessed the other party's ability to modify a suit, she didn't mind giving it a try.

"Go take a rest." It was one o'clock in the morning, and the man's vision was green. It was obvious that he had stayed up all night in recent days.

Ji Lianchen walked out of the study, not because of what the woman said about letting him sleep, but because he had one more thing to do, and his dead opponent had left a mess for him to deal with.

The night quietly passed. The morning glow illuminated the horizon.

When Ji Lianchen entered the study, he saw Wen Xiaoru sleeping on the table. The design of her clothes had obviously been rushed through the night.

The lead woman still had a pencil in her hand and a drawing under her wrist. When Ji Lianchen pulled out the blueprints and looked at the improved designs, his eyes, which rarely showed any emotion, lit up. This was an absolutely brilliant design, one that could shock and amaze everyone at a fashion show.

Did he fall asleep because he was too tired to stay up late?

Ji Lianchen wanted to shake him awake, but before he could do so, he heard the other side mumbling under his breath. Sleep talking? In a moment, Ji Lianchen bent down to listen to the design.

She was saying, "Ji, Lian, Chen." One word at a time, a thousand times.

As if bewitched, Ji Liangran gently kissed the woman on the cheek and lifted her from the chair in a way he hadn't noticed.

This woman was becoming more and more fond of him. She would even bring him a pleasant surprise. A pretty good toy, you have to be good, if... I'll punish you, but I won't be so soft-hearted next time.

Carrying the woman to his bed, Ji Lianchen called his secretary and asked her to arrange an emergency meeting to discuss the early autumn fashion show.

Du du...

The sleeping Wen Xiaoru lifted her eyelashes and opened her eyes to pick up her phone. "Hello?"

"Come to the Wen family!"

It was her mother's voice, and Wen Xiaoru woke up completely.

"Mom, are you at the Wen family?"

"Mm, come over here. Your father is looking for you."

On the car, Wen Xiaoru texted Ji Lianchen, identifying herself and saying that she wanted to go back to the Wen family. The call he made last night was to Ji Lichen, but unfortunately, he was hung up before he could reach Ji Lichen.

When Wen Xiaoru returned to the Wen family that she had lived in since she was young, she did not feel happy at all.

It turned out that there was nothing that couldn't be cut off. The more injuries one suffered, the more one wouldn't care about them.

"Miss!" Aunt Mute took the gift from Wen Xiaoru.

"Aunt Mute, don't call me Miss anymore." Wen Xiaoru knew how narrow-minded Wen Qi was. If she had a servant who cared about her, she would definitely cause trouble for him.

When he walked into the hall, he saw Wen Yuan and Liu Xiang sitting at the dining table. Wen Yuan sat at the main seat, and he faced the door as Liu Xiang sat beside him. No sign of Vincey's love and her enchanting mother.

"Master Wen." Wen Xiaoru said.

"Xiaoru, isn't calling father like this a bit too foreign?" Wen Yuan got up and went to sit beside Wen Xiaoru.

"You haven't eaten breakfast yet, right? There's your favorite fried egg. "Taste it."

"I've already eaten. I wonder what business Lord Wen has with me?" Wen Xiaoru refused to believe that Wen Yuan was looking for her just to eat breakfast. As the saying goes, one doesn't come to the Three Treasures Hall for no reason.

"Stupid girl, why are you talking to your father?" Liu Xiang's tone was harsh, but under Wen Yuan's gaze, his voice became softer and softer as he spoke.

"Mom …" Wen Xiaoru also didn't want to disobey her mother, but she really didn't want to stay. She didn't want to see her father's face.

"Master Wen, if you have something to say, just say it. I still have something to do." Wen Xiaoru pretended to be busy and looked at her watch. Actually, Chen Qiran had always been suppressing him in the company. He did not have many things on his hands, but he still had to get Wen Xiaoru to come with important plans. No one could replace Wen Xiaoran. No matter how much Chen Qiran despised the other party, he had to endure it. As for Wen Xiaoru, she needed the salary and preferred the design.

"Father has something he wants to give you."

Wen Xiaoru was curious as to what her father was up to as she opened the box. Inside was a book, signed by the author he liked.