Wan Jingting took off the smoke from his lips and gently exhaled a circle of white smoke. The car window slowly fell down. He looked at the beautiful figure who was standing there buying ice cream with deep eyebrows. He asked Han Cheng in front of him: "last night How did my wife get out of the police station? "

Han Cheng looked back and grinned helplessly, embarrassed: "Mr. Wan, it was you who took his wife back last night."

Wan Jingting frowned, took a deep breath of his cigarette, glanced at him and looked out of the window.

As soon as Tong en heard this, he sniffed and looked at him with tearful eyes. His voice trembled: "we don't fight anymore."

Wan Jingting was also at a loss. He raised the ice cream in his hand. A moment later, he realized sensitively what he was doing. Suddenly, he asked darkly, "Why are you crying?"

When he didn't dare to say anything, he began to cry.

"Well Wang Yi... " Emotional catharsis and down, Tong en no matter what he held in his hand, a force to rub up and hold him.

Wan Jingting came over step by step and saw tears in her eyes. He frowned and pinched her face: "what are you crying about? It's so ugly."

When he turned to show that touch of affectionate smile, she was surprised and happy, want to laugh and want to cry.

Compared with him, the ice cream shop with decent decoration is not too shabby. The afterglow of the setting sun covers his back with a layer of untrue luster. Tong en stands up stiffly and his throat is blocked by all the words.

Maybe the voice was too familiar. Tong en's heart jumped and quickly turned to look at Yu Guangli's man in suit.

"An ice cream, taste? Be like her. "

There was a constant stream of traffic, and cicadas came from the treetops. The noisy environment unexpectedly brought a cold male voice.

In fact, he knows his condition, but why not cooperate with the treatment?

With a sigh, Tong en looks at his watch. At this point, he should be off work soon.

But it's exciting. At least she's got some sense back.

Next to the ice cream shop, Tong en took an ice cream from the boss, returned the money, carelessly walked to a tree by the side of the road and took a bite. Her teeth trembled with cold.

Han Cheng is dull for a moment and nods hard. Recalling the next time he faints in the office, Han Cheng is scared.

Wan Jingting snorted coldly: "things like that in the afternoon will not happen again."

“……”

"No, Mr. Wan, be careful when you cross the road!"

Han Cheng swallowed the words that had reached his throat, under his sharp eyes.

The man looked back at him unhappily: "what to do?"

Before Wan Jingting got out of the car, Han Cheng called him and frowned anxiously.

"President wan..."

He doesn't want to pay attention to other people's trifles. What he should pay more attention to is his wife.

Rubbing his fingertips, the man opened the door sideways, looking at the shadow not far away, with a smile on his lips.

Since Jin MINLING didn't go to see him, why did she appear in the hospital?

Wan Jingting lowered his eyebrows. For a moment, his eyes became deep, full of unknowable depth.

The man throws a meaningful look at Han Cheng. Then Han Cheng tightens his voice and explains, "boss, I'm also puzzled about this. I told Dr. Bai, but even his wife didn't dare to say it."

Slightly shaking his head, he asked, "how is MINLING in the hospital?"

Half of the cigarette on his fingertips burned and the car smelled of smoke. To be honest, he couldn't remember what happened last night. When he woke up, he found himself lying in the hospital with a splitting headache, but he couldn't remember the missing memory.

After staring at her for a long time, Wan Jingting drew a low smile: "have we ever quarreled? Don't you give me a chance to speak? "

Tong en was made a red face by his words, Nunu mouth: "that's not cold war."

He looked at her, pinched her face and gave her a kiss on the lips. When he touched her, he suddenly said, "I won't let you lose."