Chapter 341 If you want, you can call me sister!

  Died in a car accident five years ago?

  Yan Shiqi was stunned.

   There is only one word difference between Wen Shucheng and Wen Cheng, and the third brother-in-law knows her, so she is Miss Wen's family? !

  The news was so shocking that her suspicious gaze fell on Wen Cheng's face in an instant.

  Even Qin Baiyu, when he heard these words, inadvertently narrowed his dark eyes, and his eyes on Wen Cheng were full of scrutiny.

  Yan Shiqi looked at Wen Orange, who was still indifferent, and asked: "Is what he said is true?"

  Wen Cheng lowered her eyes. When she heard the question, she raised her head inch by inch, her eyes calm, "It's true, Wen Shucheng died five years ago!"

  This is the second time she said.

  Leng Yichi's breath condensed, and he heard the cold hatred in her tone.

  Yes, just hate.

  He clearly remembered how tragic the accident on the national highway was.

  The Wen family and the Leng family rushed to the scene at the same time, but the Cayenne SUV had been burnt and deformed, and there was a charred person sitting in the driving seat.

  The car was given to her by the Wen family when she was 18 years old.

  Wen Shucheng is very precious, even the driver of Wen's family wants to borrow it.

  At the scene, Mrs. Wen cried with the corpse until her heartbroken, how could she not recognize her child when she was a mother.

  Not to mention, on the slightly clenched hand, there is also a ring unique to Wen Shucheng.

  Leng Yichi recalled the scene of the accident, even if five years have passed, his memory is still fresh.

  And the person who had been buried in the ancestral mausoleum of the Wen family and became an deceased person who cannot be mentioned by the Wen family, but appeared in front of him alive, the impact is tantamount to seeing a ghost in the daytime.

  Yan Shiqi sat next to Wen Cheng, and felt a chill in his back at this moment.

  What kind of mood does Wen Cheng have to say so calmly that he is dead?

   "Brother Chi, I am Wencheng now."

   She uttered what she was accustomed to calling Leng Yichi back then, a sentence of Brother Chi, as if through the years and years, stepping through the drifting time, once again swept into her ears, making Leng Yichi's heart feel sour.

  Wen Cheng and Leng Yiyan were in the same year, only half a year older than him. They were the best playmates in each other's childhood.

  The two children who are not familiar with the world, what they like the most is to follow him while shouting his brother while being naughty.

  Later, Wen Zhiyuan was born, and the three children stuck together all day.

  When he was a child, Leng Yiyan took special care of Wen Zhiyuan, who was three years old. During his childhood, he often wanted to marry her. Therefore, the two adults were happy to see it, and they made a baby kiss for both of them.

  When he grew up, he became colder towards Wen Zhiyuan.

  Until, after Wen Shucheng died that year, Leng Yiyan locked herself in the room and did not come out for a whole week.

  Since then, he has become cynical and unruly, he has become more and more similar to the original Wen Shucheng.

  Recalling this, Leng Yichi's eyes flashed suddenly, thinking about one thing.

  It seems that since Xiao Yan met Yan Shiqi, he has paid too much attention to her.

  Even if it has been solved or warned, but Xiao Yan is still me.

  Wen Shucheng is an old person carved in Xiao Yan’s bones, so he has long noticed that Yan Shiqi and the two of them have similar looks?

  Invisibly regarded Yan Shiqi as the late Wen Shucheng?

  At this moment, Leng Yichi fell into a jail of thought, and remained silent for a long time.

  In the living room, the quiet needle falls can be heard.

  Yan Shiqi sat next to Wen Cheng, condensing her profile for an instant.

  She had a bold guess in her heart, but she didn't know how to say it.

Roughly because her eyes were too hot, Wen Cheng looked away from Leng Yichi’s face and turned to look at Yan Shiqi. She pursed her lips, and said solemnly, "I’m Wen Cheng, this year’s twenty Seven years old, older than you, if you want, you can call me sister."

  Ann.

  (End of this chapter)