My magic stick is going to heaven!

Chapter 118

Sitting on the sofa and waiting for a few minutes, he found that the butler had come down by himself. When he got down to the living room, he bent over Wen Hong's ear and said something. Then a woman in a plain cheongsam came down. Human, with big wavy curly hair on his head, meticulously fixed with a ribbon of the same color, exquisite makeup, and graceful gait.

The woman came to the living room and sat directly next to Wen Hong, her identity was already clear.

The mistress of the Wen residence, Wen Hong's wife, Jiang Kaiyue.

Before Shang Yanzhou and Wen Changlang could speak, she had already spoken first:

"I made you two laugh, the child is afraid of strangers, if there is anything wrong, and you need to ask, just come to me."

"Mother……"

Xiao Bai, who was sitting on the push chair, couldn't hold back his emotions anymore when he saw the plain figure, and cried out.

With a strong voice in his mouth, with a strong crying voice, his whole thin body was trembling violently.

Hearing the movement, Wen Hong and his wife, who were sitting side by side in the living room, looked towards Wen's corridor together.

Perhaps there is really an invisible line between the blood vessels, pulling them, Jiang Kaiyue was stunned for a while when she saw the small body, and met a pair of teary pupils.

That kind of subtle emotion filled my heart, indescribably sour.

Noticing this subtle emotion, Wen Changlang quietly pushed a chair and came to them, and asked in a calm tone:

"You two, have you ever wondered why your child suddenly changed his temperament?"

Wen Hong's face suddenly changed drastically, as if he could vaguely sense something that Wen Changlang was implying.

"What do you mean by that?"

He did suspect that although he had received a higher education, he did not completely deny these illusory things. His mother was a loyal Buddhist believer when she was alive.

He also asked someone to ask secretly, but he didn't find anything wrong with it, so he suppressed this thought.

At this time, when someone mentions it, he will inevitably recall this somewhat absurd idea again.

"Nothing interesting, just asking, by the way, I want to go up and see the two young masters, is that okay? If you are worried, you can ask the housekeeper to follow."

Jiang Kaiyue was silent for a while, turned her head and looked at Wen Hong, and after getting her opinion, she nodded to Wen Changlang, and at the same time beckoned to the housekeeper:

"Lead this gentleman the way."

"Yes, ma'am."

Room on the second floor.

Wen Changlang pushed open the door to go in, and was almost hit by a mechanical toy. Fortunately, he was quick to react and avoided it.

"You're so angry, who messed with you, young master?"

Wen Changlang bent down to pick up the mask he threw over, and exclaimed:

"Good stuff, foreign goods, it seems that you are living a very carefree life these days."

"I was seriously ill before, and I have almost forgotten my life of poverty and hardship."

Standing still in front of the bed, Wen Changlang looked indifferent, staring almost indifferently at the grinning lion cub in front of him.

Indeed, suddenly changing from a poor man who can only wait to die to a noble son of the Land Management Bureau, fate turns around, who can resist this temptation, let alone a child.

"Little friend, everyone has their own destiny. It doesn't belong to your destiny. If you act against the heavens, you will be punished in the end. You may not understand what I said. However, I can tell you clearly now that your bodies must be replaced! "