Chapter 1105 Picking up a Poor Boy

Su Ce took off his lab coat: "Shen Yan actually cooperated with his father to answer questions randomly?"

Wen Qiao's head hurt: "I just hope that I am too petty. I hope that he is just too nervous and really can't answer."

She really felt that Shen Yan was getting better bit by bit.

If he could betray his conscience and cooperate with his father in cheating at such a young age, she would be really disappointed.

And Shen Guozhong actually taught his son to lie through words and deeds. A father is so unprincipled.

It can be said that Shen Yan's character was created by Shen Guozhong.

Shen Yan had a mobile phone, and Wen Qiao thought about it and sent him a message: "Do you need me to tell you the questions you did wrong today?" ]

She didn't question him, didn't speak in a suspicious tone, she just treated him as his tutor.

But there was no reply for a long time, as if all her messages were lost in the ocean.

Wen Qiao sent several messages, but the results were the same, no one responded.

She called again, but no one answered.

Wen Qiao frowned, what are you doing? The whole family is acting mysteriously.

Su Ce was about to take people directly to Shen's house, but Wen Qiao pulled him back, "Can you just bring a syringe and forcefully draw Shen Ning's blood?"

Su Ce: "It's not a bad idea."

Wen Qiao waved his hand: "Forget it, uncle, don't test the law on the edge. Don't be anxious. Let's see if there is any improvement."

Su Ce felt like his lungs were hurting from the gas. When had he been manipulated like this before?

For several days, Wen Qiao went to Shen's house, but was turned away by Butler Chen. At most, he took her to a side hall and told her that the husband and the young master were not at home. The husband took the young master there. Vacation villa for vacation.

What vacation?

It was obvious that he just avoided seeing her.

The summer vacation was about to end. On this day, the sky was gloomy and it started to rain in the evening. Wen Qiao reported to school and came back. The car parked in the parking space at the entrance of the alley and got out of the car holding a transparent umbrella.

The French plane trees grew luxuriantly, blocking out the sky and the sun. The light on the roadside was very dim. The street lights had not yet turned on. Wen Qiao walked along the smooth bluestone road. Under the low courtyard wall, she saw someone squatting. There, there was no umbrella, and in the dim light, it could be seen that the figure was that of a child.

Wen Qiao walked forward quickly, walked closer, and put the umbrella over his head.

She had already recognized it, it was Shen Yan.

"Why are you here?"

Shen Yan looked up at her, said nothing, and continued to squat on the ground. The rain soaked his hair and clothes. It was already the end of summer, and it should be quite cold when it rained down like this in the evening.

"Follow me to my house first."

Shen Yan seemed to struggle for a long time, and finally stood up and followed Wen Qiao into her home without saying a word.

Wen Mo was reading a book and was a little confused when he saw his sister bringing a little boy back.

Wen Qiao assigned him: "Bring him a set of clothes that you wore when you were a child and change them for him."

Wen Mo quickly pulled out a set of clothes from his closet that the little boy could wear, and asked him to change into them.

After a while, Shen Yan left the room wearing dry clothes.

Wen Qiao handed over a cup of hot water: "Drink some."

Shen Yan held a transparent glass and sat on the fabric sofa. Wen Qiao pulled out a stool and sat in front of him.

"Why are you near my house? Are you looking for me?"

Shen Yan lowered his eyes and said nothing.