Chapter 1380 It Feels Weird

Fu Nanli pinched her face: "Okay."

"I want to go to his room and see him."

"I'll accompany you."

When Wen Qiao went to Xiao Junhe's room, the person named Aunt Zhen happened to go to take a shower, and he was alone in his bedroom.

It's not a warm decoration, it's even a bit lifeless, which makes people feel depressed.

This child is already like this. He should decorate the room with some bright colors so that he will have a cheerful attitude.

In this detail, she felt that the servants here did not care about the child.

Xiao Junhe was already lying on the bed. When he saw someone coming in, he suddenly became a little nervous. Wen Qiao looked at him with a smile: "Sister brought you something delicious."

After saying that, a very small cupcake appeared from behind like a magic trick.

After all, Xiao Junhe was a child with an IQ of only five years old. He immediately lowered his guard and even looked at Wen Qiao expectantly.

Wen Qiao was pleased that this child was a foodie and could be bribed if he had any weaknesses. From now on, all he had to do was bring some food to him when he saw him.

Xiao Junhe took a few bites of the cake. Wen Qiao sat on the edge of the bed and said softly: "You should brush your teeth after eating the cake."

"Ok, I know."

He was wearing pajamas, which were not buttoned very well, exposing a little bit of his belly. Wen Qiao vaguely saw that there seemed to be bruises there.

"You...what happened here?"

Wen Qiao pointed at his stomach, and Xiao Junhe was so scared that he quickly covered his stomach: "I'm fine."

"Are you injured?"

Xiao Junhe even threw away the cupcake in his hand and shook his head wildly: "It's not hurt, I'm not hurt."

Seeing that he was a little agitated, Wen Qiao wanted to comfort him, but Xiao Junhe wouldn't let her get close.

With a bang, the door was pushed open, and the woman named Aunt Zhen rushed in, hugged the emotional Xiao Junhe, and glared at Wen Qiao: "Who let you in?"

Wen Qiao frowned and said nothing.

Aunt Zhen calmed Xiao Junhe's emotions, and Xiao Junhe murmured: "I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything."

Aunt Zhen covered his mouth: "Okay, okay, it's okay, it's okay."

This incident also alarmed Xiao Liangyan, and Wen Qiao apologized, saying that she should not have entered his room rashly, and that she just wanted to chat with Jun He.

Aunt Zhen was filled with righteous indignation: "This child is a patient, and he has been told that he cannot see anyone else. Miss Wen, you are too willful."

Fu Nanli wanted to say something, but Wen Qiao held his hand down: "Sorry, I didn't think carefully."

Fortunately, Xiao Junhe's mood was stabilized, and the farce ended. Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli returned to their rooms.

Fu Nanli's face was gloomy. It was ridiculous for a servant to dare to yell at his Qiaoer. He held back because Qiaoer wouldn't let him stand up for her.

"I always feel like something is weird."

"What?"

"Aunt Zhen said that Xiao Junhe fell by himself, but how did he fall? There are bruises on his body and red marks on his face. It looks like he was beaten."

Fu Nanli didn't speak.

"But to say that he was beaten, Xiao Junhe seems to be a little dependent on Aunt Zhen."

"Dependent? It's not so much dependence. It's more like Aunt Zhen taking the initiative to not let anyone get close to him. He is just a child with an IQ of five years old. He doesn't understand that."

Wen Qiao didn't sleep well that night. He wanted to talk to Xiao Junhe again in the morning, but Aunt Zhen told him that he was irritated last night and couldn't go downstairs. Breakfast was brought to the room.

Wen Qiao lowered his eyes, and Xiao Liangyan said, "You don't have to be upset. It's okay. The child can't stand the stimulation."