Zheng Meijia is almost impatient ran out of the Zheng house, breathe the air outside again, she did not mention more satisfied.
She got on Huo Xiang's Bentley and got into the co pilot's seat. Originally, she wanted to call Wen Qing directly, but she was afraid that his attitude towards herself would return to the past.
After all, her father hurt him.
She bit her lip and asked, "do you have brother Moore's number?"
"Yes."
Without saying a word, Huo Xiang dials the phone and hands it to her.
It didn't take long for Wenmo to get through.
"Brother Mo! It's me Zheng Meijia called and asked directly, "where's Wen Qing?"
Hearing the familiar voice of Mo, "in the splendid garden."
"I'll be right here and tell him not to leave!"
"Good."
Hang up after waiting for her to speak, Huo Xiang has been considerate than a OK, start the car to the direction of Jinxiu Garden.
When the car stopped at the door, it happened that Wen Qinggang came out of it.
"Wen Qing!"
Zheng Meijia did not get out of the car, across the window to see him, suddenly excited to push the door, want to rush past, but was pulled back by the elastic seat belt.
"Don't worry."
Huo Xiang lowered his eyes to block the loss of the fundus of his eyes, leaned over to help her untie her seat belt, "can you stop being so rash?"
"Sorry, sorry."
Zheng Meijia laughed and restrained her anxiety.
Not far away Wen Qing looked at the scene in silence and stopped.
Huo Xiang unties the safety button, and Zheng Meijia immediately comes and hugs him tightly.
"I miss you so much!" She raised her head, eyes watery, aggrieved look, people want to touch her head.
Wen Qing quietly looked at her for a while, fingers slowly raised, wipe off a little tear at the end of her eyes.
"I know how to cry." His tone is always dislike, but the action is very gentle.
"Heartless man!" Zheng Meijia beat him on the chest a few times, whimpered like a kitten, "I knew, I knew you didn't think about me at all, you wish I could never get out again, and never pester you again, right?"
Wen Qing sneered, "I didn't say anything, so you arranged it all for me."
She is domineering of cold hum a, but the person still depends on in his bosom to refuse to come out.
Suddenly, she thought of something and released him nervously, "are you hurt? Show me. Where's the injury? Is it serious? "
She asked him as if to take off his clothes.
Wen Qing pressed her hand, tut, leaned over her ear and joked, "are you in a hurry again?"
Zheng Meijia understood what he meant. She blushed and glared at him.
"I'll tell you what's going on?"
Wen Qing's answer is concise, "do you think I have something to do?"
Zheng Meijia looked at him carefully. Although she always knew that he couldn't have an accident, she didn't want him to bear any pain in her heart, and she didn't want him to be hurt.
She hugged his waist again and rubbed her cheek against his chest. She was glad that Wen Qing's attitude didn't seem to change. He didn't blame her, and even seemed to be more patient and willing to talk to her.
"I've always wanted to come out to see you. The old man just won't let me, but for Huo Xiang's help, I couldn't get out at all. Are you sure you don't miss me at all? You don't know how hard I've been these days! "
Wen Qing looked down at her thin face.
How could he not know?