Chapter 277

In the next few days, Meng Li's attitude towards Wei Minghui was not indifferent.

Happy to go to work to send, not happy even.

Wei Minghui also tried to communicate with Meng Li, but Meng Li couldn't take over.

Meng Li's plan is almost complete.

Marriage must be divorced, but not now.

How cheap it is to divorce now, Jane.

In fact, Meng Li thinks that it seems that there are too many diseases in Feng Zhenzhen's life. She always has a fever and a cold, and she is infused with liquid.

Or dizziness, diarrhea and emergency.

I'm weak enough.

There's also heart disease. There are many kinds of heart diseases. In the plot, they went abroad to have an operation. Soon after they came back, they had a baby. They were very happy.

By ten o'clock in the evening, Meng Li had packed up and was practicing.

She has turned off the light.

When Wei Minghui saw the news on her mobile phone, she was a little worried. Feng Zhenzhen said that she was not feeling well and that nothing should happen when she lives alone.

He looked around the house for the car keys and couldn't find them.

I saw Meng Li's lamp go out from the crack of the door and called softly:

"wife, are you asleep?"

Meng Li ignored him.

Wei Minghui called softly several times, but Meng Li didn't return.

After a while, Meng Li heard the sound of the door being opened and closed, very light.

Wei Minghui stops a taxi and goes downstairs to Feng Zhenzhen.

She lives in an old-fashioned neighborhood. There are no elevators and the lights in the hallway are broken.

Wei Minghui went up the stairs with his mobile phone and knocked on her door.

She opened the door, and the light in her room was white, bright, and paler on her face.

She looked at Wei Minghui with a feeble voice:

"Minghui Here you are

Wei Minghui quickly put his mobile phone in his pants pocket, held up Feng Zhenzhen and asked with concern:

"what's wrong with you?"

She stroked her forehead with her hand:

"it was dizziness and palpitation."

Wei Minghui had a nervous look on his face. He said:

"shall I take you to the hospital?"

When Feng Zhenzhen touched Wei Minghui's hand, Wei Minghui's body became stiff for a moment. She only heard Feng Zhenzhen say:

"it's very troublesome to call you here so late."

"No trouble, no trouble."

Wei Minghui felt the little hand on the back of his hand. It was so cold that he couldn't help but feel a pain. How could a normal person's hand be so cold.

A farfetched smile came from her.

He said:

"I have no relatives here, so I can only trouble you."

Wei Ming Hui helped her to the sofa and sat down. She washed the cup and poured a glass of water for her.

Feng Zhenzhen's eyes flashed as she looked at Wei Minghui's back.

Wei Minghui handed the water to Feng Zhenzhen for surgery, took her temperature again, and said:

"we really have to go to the hospital. You have a fever."

She hesitated:

"don't go?"

I'm sorry that Wei Minghui's face is not so serious

Then she sipped her lips and said:

"go and prescribe some medicine."

When she finished drinking the water, her face turned a little red. They went out of the door. As they went down the stairs, she walked slowly, holding the wall.

Wei Minghui bent down:

"come up, I'll carry you down."

"You'll be very tired."

Wei Minghui: "no, believe me."

In a low voice, she goes on Wei Minghui's back. Wei Minghui carries her back. There is no pressure on her. She is very light.

With her hands around Wei Minghui's neck, she said in her ear:

"Minghui, do you remember?"

When she spoke, she threw her breath on Wei Minghui's neck.

"Well?" Wei Minghui's neck moved.

"In high school, I secretly bought a pair of high-heeled shoes and went shopping with you. Then I couldn't stand it. You carried me home like this. The sunset of that day dyed your hair yellow. I think the scene of that day was really beautiful."

"Now that picture is in my mind."

Feng Zhenzhen sighed. Her hand seemed to pass Wei Minghui's neck unintentionally.

Let Wei Minghui heart ripples.

Wei Minghui said with some exclamation:

"yes, it's been several years in a flash."

She murmured, intentionally or unintentionally:

"I still missed you."

When Wei Minghui heard this, he felt a little sour in his heart, which was fleeting. He didn't answer.

He is now married.It's too late to be someone else's husband.

When she got downstairs, she asked Wei Minghui:

"where is your car?"

Wei Minghui said awkwardly:

"I didn't drive today."

"It's OK, let's take a taxi," she said

As they stood on the side of the road to take a taxi, Wei Minghui took off his coat and put it on her shoulder. In a low voice, she said, "you are so nice. You are the best person to me."

Wei Minghui just said:

"you have a fever. You can't get worse."

His heart is surging again. To be honest, this recognition makes him feel good.

No matter how nice he was to his wife, she didn't say such things to him gratefully.

In the middle of the night, Meng Li heard the sound of the door being opened. Without turning on the light, she got up and went out.

I happened to meet Wei Minghui, who didn't turn on the light and just changed his shoes outside.

Meng Li asked:

"where have you been?"

Wei Minghui was asked by Meng Li, and his heart jumped to his throat.

In the middle of the night, who can stand a person quietly come to you suddenly voice.

He turned on the light and looked at Meng Li with a confused expression, saying:

"I I'm going out with Jay. "

Meng Li, oh, this little hero is Wei Minghui's brother who is lovelorn and dying in the plot.

"Xiao Jie, I think it's hard to be lovelorn." Meng Li does not intend to expose Wei Minghui's lies.

Wei Minghui agreed with some guilty feelings:

"yes, I'm worried about him."

Meng Li laughs and says: "however, we are all adults, and love is not the whole of life."

Wei Minghui agreed:

"yes, I have advised him."

Meng got closer to Wei Minghui. She leaned close to Wei Minghui and smelled:

"why do you have a strange smell?"

"What?"

Wei Minghui was stunned for a moment. He could raise his sleeve and smell it:

"no, I didn't."

Meng Li thought for a while and said, "

is quite like perfume."

Wei Minghui is more nervous and wants to say something. Meng Li shakes his hand and says: "maybe it's wrong. Let's have a rest early and go to work tomorrow."

Wei Minghui relaxed and asked Meng Li, "why haven't you gone to bed so late?"

Meng Li: "it's the sound of your opening the door that wakes me up."

Wei Minghui

He frowned. The sound of opening the door was very low.

Meng Li turns around and walks away. Wei Minghui is guilty and doesn't dare to talk to Meng Li any more.

Afraid to say too much, his wife has to ask for details. In this way, doesn't he have to make it up now?

The more lies there are, the more loopholes there are. Wei Minghui understands that.