2018

to be busy with. You guys go ahead and get busy first. It's fine here as long as I'm here." Wen Nuan said, sending Zhang Ling and several secretaries away.She waited outside the emergency room for al...After arriving in London, Mum Wen went to Jing's school.

The tranquil school, located on the outskirts of London, just a half-hour drive away, is a quaint little town. The school is a private academy established by the world's first terrorist organization and does not accept outside students. To be precise, it is a training ground for special agents of the first terrorist organization. 。After training in weapons, killing techniques, and physical fitness at the first terrorist organization's agent island school, the children will be sent to this school for three years of knowledge system learning and then return to the agent island for another test. 。There wasn't a school like this before. Later, because the knowledge school was too systematic and chaotic, and needed to be tailored to individual agents' circumstances, it required too many teachers. Living on the island year-round without a normal life was inhumane. So, this school was established in London. 。The teachers and administrators of this school outwardly enjoy normal lives. To their friends, family, even wives or husbands, they appear to be just teachers. 。

The school is a high school system with three grades. Each grade has several classes. Students are divided into classes based on different test results, but in fact, the content taught is systematic and professional, completely different from what high school students usually learn. It's like an electronic course that can be considered a doctoral program.

Even the new students here have the level of a university graduate. 。Wenjing was in Class 1, Senior Three. She had only been at the school for a year's worth of courses; the rest of the time she spent with Ye Tianyu. But every other week, she would return to school for a test and stay for two days. Ye Tianyu was incredibly busy and didn't have time to take her with him sometimes, so Wenjing would go back to school to study. 。The dorm room still has her things, her textbooks, her clothes, her notes. 。These are all her belongings. 。Cheng Anya left Mom Wen alone, the dorm room was a single room, the space was private. Mom Wen looked at her daughter's belongings, tears streaming down her face. There was a photo of Wen Jing on the desk. Surprisingly, it was Wen Jing and a man who looked very gentlemanly. The two were in a very intimate pose, the man's hand around her waist. But Wen Jing's expression was not good, cold and icy, as if she was being forced to take the picture. The background was the Aegean Sea, they were on a cruise ship. 。Mom Wen knew Ye Tianyu, and from Cheng Anya's veiled words, she also knew that Ye Tianyu and Wen Jing were lovers. Then who was the man in the photo 。Mother Wen was deeply saddened. After Wen Jing passed away, this place seemed deserted, untouched and unswept. Fortunately, there was no dust or dirt. 。The bookshelf was filled with many original books, philosophy, electronics, and weapon design. Mom casually flipped through them; they were all very difficult original books that ordinary people couldn't understand. 。

Has her daughter already learned to read this kind of book

In the closet, her clothes were all hanging neatly. Besides two sets of pajamas, the rest were quite ordinary. Mom Wen couldn't stop her tears. Three of the dresses were still ones she had dragged Wen Jing to buy. Wen Jing said they were too fancy and didn't like to wear them. The tags hadn't even been cut off. They were bought just before the accident.

Mom Wen covered her lips and cried so hard she couldn't stop. 。She sat in the quiet dormitory for a long time, until Cheng Anyu came in. 。Mom Wen said, “I want to take Xiao Jing’s things back.” 。"

Cheng Anya nodded, “Okay” 。" Cheng Anya asked someone to bring the box. She wanted to help tidy up, but Mom Wen insisted on doing it herself. She wanted to pack up Wen Jing's things alone, and take her daughter home alone, even if it was just her belongings. " 。Without bringing back the body, taking the relics back, she always felt more at ease. 。Cheng Anya did not insist. 。Clothes, textbooks, books, even the blankets were all put away. 。When Mama Wen opened Wen Jing's drawer, she saw a handgun, which startled her. She couldn't help but pick it up. Would her daughter have a gun in her drawer For ordinary people, this would be shocking. 。

Mom Wen put the guns away in the drawer, and there were still many gun blueprints on her desk. She could tell they were all Wen Jing's notes. In addition to that, there was also a diary. Mom Wen endured the tears and opened it, becoming more and more sad as she read. When she reached the last page, a trace of anger and grief climbed into her eyes >>> 。She couldn't help but hug the diary to her chest, "Xiao Jing..."She tidied up Wen Jing's belongings and had someone send them to the apartment. The Ye family had many apartments in London, and they lived in an apartment too, not a hotel. Mama Wen looked pale and needed a good rest. 。"Where's Tianyu Would he be willing to let me see Xiaojing" Mom Wen asked, her voice hoarse and cold. 。Cheng Anya said, "Ning Ning went to persuade him. Wait for my news, okay" Mom Wen glanced at Cheng Anya and nodded, then returned to the apartment and sat there dumbfounded until late at night. Seeing Cheng Anya's guilty eyes, Mom Wen seemed to know the result as if she had expected it. 。After more than a year, she still wasn't willing to return Jing. How could it be so easy for her to come back 。“Does he love our little Jing” Mom Wen asked, her tone still cold. 。Cheng Anya nodded, "Yes" 。" So, tell him this: Xiaojing has a diary, filled with all about him. If he comes to see me and lets me see Xiaojing, I'll give it to him. Otherwise, I'll burn it, and he'll never see it again." 。"Mom Wen said, Cheng Anya was startled. She looked at the woman sitting on the sofa, her voice cold and hard. In her impression, Mom Wen had always been kind and humble. This Mom Wen was full of thorns, waiting to hurt others," 。This is what maternal love and anger are like. 。"Good!" said Cheng Anyu. 。When Ye Tianyu was half way through his childhood, he appeared at the apartment. It took a 40-minute drive from headquarters to get there, but he arrived in 30 minutes. He looked disheveled, with bruises on his face and nose, as if he had been beaten up. 。Besides Ye Ningyuan, no one else could have beaten Ye Tianyu like this. 。Cheng Anyan saw Ye Tianyu, he walked over in a daze, in the night cold as a demon, his black windbreaker swayed seductively, and the blood at the corner of his lips made him look even more bloodthirsty. This was her first time seeing Ye Tianyu in London, perhaps it was the first time she had seen him after the incident. 。Her grandson seemed like a completely different person, he had changed so much that she hardly recognized him. Could this be the Tianyu who was humorous and witty just over a year ago She couldn't recognize him at all. 。She originally wanted to punish him, but seeing Ye Tianyu like this, a chill ran down her spine, and she couldn't utter a word. She watched as Ye Tianyu approached like a ghost. 。“Tian Yu…” Cheng Anya’s throat felt choked as she uttered a name, “Are you still our Tian Yu”Today is the last day of the month, sisters, the gold medals are about to expire, I am grateful to all the readers who have supported me from the end of the month, let's collectively meow a g… 。angers" Bai Liu listened for a while and took a break, chatting with Mo Yao. Mo Yao shook his head, "I'm not often approached by strangers." 。"Bai Liu was very surprised, but then he thought of Mo Yao...