Su Wan Tong looked at Ling Wanxing's expression of desire to talk and stop, eyes slightly drooping, "I'll go back first."

Ling Wanxing looks hurt and looks at her back without nostalgia. Her heart suddenly aches violently.

Originally, to do all this, in her eyes, is just childish performance.

Wan Tong two words, in the mouth wandering, as Su Wan Tong gradually disappeared in the lobby corner, he has never been able to call the exit.

At this time, the heavy rain outside became heavier and heavier, and the moist air seemed to be stained with Ling Wanxing's sadness.

Years passed, but he lost his own woman!

……

Back in the room, Ling Wanxing came to the window in his damp clothes.

The cigar and mobile phone in his pants pocket had been soaked. He put the mobile phone on the windowsill, walked back to the table, took a new cigar, lit it to his lips and took a puff.

Strong smoke across the throat, full of bitter mouth.

"Sir, this is..."

At this time, the two bodyguards came in from the door and saw Ling Wanxing's wet clothes through his back. His dark shirt was glued to his back, which clearly outlined his muscle lines.

For so many years, they have never seen him in such a mess.

Ling Wanxing looked out of the window motionless, then raised his wrist and said, "come here!"

The bodyguards looked at each other, looked at each other for a moment, then came to his side one after another, "Sir, you order!"

"Have you had dinner tonight, madam?"

The bodyguard shook his head for a moment. "It should not have been. The people who were sent to watch came the news. Madam, they were having a meeting all the time. After the meeting, they saw that madam left the room with an umbrella alone, but she came back in less than ten minutes!"

Ling Wanxing sighed anxiously, "let the hotel kitchen make some noodle soup and send it to his wife!"

"Yes, sir."

Ling Wanxing sipped his cigarette, and then asked, "add two half cooked poached eggs."

Because she loves to eat!

One of the bodyguards answered and left the room quickly.

Ling Wanxing looks at the raindrops on the glass quietly, remembering Su Wantong's preferences in his mind.

In fact, it has not been a year without gains.

At least he knew that Wan Tong preferred noodles in soup, and he liked half cooked Western-style poached eggs.

There are many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many.

But for such a long time, he has never been given room to play!

The sigh kept spilling over the corner of his mouth. Another bodyguard looked at him, thought it over and over again, and said tentatively, "Sir, what's on your mind?"

Ling Wanxing's fingers were full of smoke.

Seeing this, the bodyguard breathed and quickly lowered his head, "sorry, sir, I've exceeded the limit."

"Have you ever had a girlfriend?" But to the surprise of the bodyguard, Ling Wanxing didn't scold him. Instead, he changed the subject and asked a puzzling question.

Hearing this, the bodyguard nodded with a smile, "yes, I just got engaged to my girlfriend a while ago!"

Ling Wanxing's eyes were surprised, "are you engaged?"

When the bodyguard thought of his girlfriend, he immediately turned his mouth sweetly, "yes, sir. I was engaged last month

"Well... When are you going to get married?"

"Next year!" Looking forward to the future, the bodyguard's resolute face softened a lot. "Now that I haven't earned enough money, I want to save some more money. When I buy a house in Licheng, I'll pick her up."

It sounds very common, but Ling Wanxing read his yearning and longing from his eyes.

"How do you know each other?" he asked