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Name:My Wife is Hot Author:Yi Miwu
"He was able to turn out to be like today, and it was all thanks to Chen Weiwei's step by step training him. Do you think that he was so cold and bored in the beginning, that the most he looked like in front of me and Si Mo Yun? If it wasn't for that little idiot Chen Wei he met later on, he wouldn't be like this right now."

Seeing Gu Siyu's confused expression, Han ShaoCheng wrapped her up in his arms with his long arm. His ambiguous gaze seemed to be proud of her body. Gu Siyu raised her eyebrows and looked at the handsome face above her, wrinkling her brows somewhat awkwardly. "I don't want to tonight."

"…" Han Shaozhen was stunned. All of his fantasies from the previous hour had turned into bubbles. He was still thinking that if he became a potential husband, he should be able to enjoy it to his heart's content, but …

He was not in a good mood. Han Li was not in a good mood and kept acting cute in front of her. "Sisi, don't be like this …"

"I …" Gu Siyu helplessly looked to the side. "I'm coming to the aunt."

"…"

Eh, what's going on with Eldest Aunt? Aren't you going at the wrong time? If you don't come sooner or later, why don't you come at the right time!

At this time, the night was already dark, and it was already eight o'clock at night.

Inside the CEO's office, the man who had been standing in the pile of documents finally raised his head and stared blankly. After a long time, he looked at the dark sky outside the window and fixed his eyes on the starlight shining brightly in the sky. He got up and paced back and forth, looking at the lights of the city.

Ye Zichen reached his hand into his pocket and touched his phone. She didn't react for an entire day, she was really stupid and cruel.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he dialed the number at home.

"Has Chen Weiwei gone back yet?"

"Nope." Zhou Ling was still cooking her Beauty Nourishment Soup as she spoke.

"Yes." He frowned, gave a deep grunt, and hung up the phone.

This morning, when she was chasing after him, she stopped the taxi and left without even looking back. She said she had to calm down.

It had already been a day, was it still not enough?

Thinking like this, he felt suffocated somewhere in his chest. He tightened his eyes, turned around, and walked out.

She had never felt that the city was so quiet. It was so quiet that she could hear the sound of silence. All the noise and bustle was blocked out of the window, leaving only him in the carriage.

She didn't go find Joman, nor did she go to Si Mo Yun's place, nor did she go to Han Shaotian. The only place she could go was to meet her mother.

She drove to the entrance of the residential complex and put her arm on the window as she looked at the lights upstairs. Her room was lit up.

Looking at the warm light, he felt his heart warm up a little. He touched his phone with his palm and rubbed the screen with his fingers, hoping that it would light up, but it didn't.

He opened the screen and unlocked the lock. He opened WeChat, looked at his WeChat Moments, and his eyes immediately lit up. She sent a WeChat Moments?

Just sent.

It said: Have I been too used to you?

Hm? Beitang Bing's throat tightened, was he talking to him?

He narrowed his eyes. There were already several replies below.

The first was from Joman: he's always been with you, too, and you're all the same.

Then, it was Si Mo Yun's: Chen Wei Wei, I feel that you're right. As a man, you can't get too used to it. Once you get used to it, you'll get even worse.

Young Master Han: Damn, you little idiot. You're becoming more and more domineering. I'm really loving you more and more!

Xia Yu also gave her a reply: "Come with me and hold hands. Let's go!"

Group... Losing friends!

Their circle of friends were basically the same, and just these few friends didn't seem to have any other friends. Every time something happened, a group of people would mutually hurt each other.

Beitang Bing thought for a while with a dark expression and then went back to the recovery bar, saying, "I'm downstairs, come down quickly. I'll explain it to you."

After sending it out, he quit.

Ye Zichen held his phone and waited for a while, but no one came. Then, he looked upstairs, then opened his WeChat Moments to refresh himself.

It had already exploded!

Joman's: He's already gone to find you. What are you doing? Hurry up and get out of here.

Si Mo Yun's: No, don't go down. If you go down, you'll get used to him. Let him suffer a lot, make him kneel in front of your house and beg you … You don't want to go down.

Han Shaozhen's: Little idiot, close the door tightly. Don't open the door for him no matter what, don't let him down.

Xia Yu's: I support upstairs, but it does not mean that it is my own opinion. Please do not put it on my head, Mr. Beitang! Don't blame me!

Beitang Bing's head hurt so much that he really wanted to smash his phone. He looked at each and every one of them with a gloomy face and was in an uproar. These bad friends, don't you know that this isn't the time to joke around? It's really big this time!

He took a deep breath and swiped it again. He wanted to see if Chen Wei replied to him. He really replied!

And it was a one-on-one reply, one that was especially patient, with a little bit of laughter and anger.

Reply to Joman: Don't say anything, have you fixed the boat of my friendship with you?

To Si Mo Yun: Momo, what you said makes too much sense. Men are used to getting worse, so they can't be careless!

To Han Shaozhen: Get lost!

To Xia Yu: "You finally decided to show yourself, how long have you been gone?" And … Can't you have some potential?

To Beitang Bing... None...

Only he did not reply!

Deliberately ignoring him?

I did it again and again, but it still didn't happen. I'm sure there's no reply!

His chest suddenly felt like it was on fire. He immediately called Chen Weiwei, huh? Hanging up?

Dead!

Hm?

Again, instant kill!

He slammed his fist on the steering wheel and got off the car. It was still hot at night and no longer as cool as it was during the day, so he just stayed outside for a minute before he started to sweat. He raised his head to look at the lights upstairs.

He hung up the phone and went through his Wechat Moment again. Now, it had completely exploded!

She had time to talk back and forth with them, and she didn't even answer a phone call from him. He suppressed his fury and typed in the recovery bar: Wash me and go to sleep!

Again: God, incredible, desperate!

Ibid.

Ibid....

Then it finally quieted down.

He sent a text message to Chen Weiwei, continuously sending several messages.

There was no reply, no reaction at all.

He slammed the door and strode into the corridor.

Chen Weiwei was panicking as he held his phone. He walked around the living room and turned around. Wei Meiyan asked her in puzzlement, "What are you doing?"

"I …" Chen Weiwei stared at the door and said, "Mom, if anyone knocks on the door later, no matter who it is, don't open the door. Ha!"

Wei Meiyan frowned. "Did you quarrel with your son-in-law?"

"Nope." Chen Weiwei sat down. "It's just that they had a bit of a fight."

"You didn't go home often in the past, but now that you're back, you're still staying here. Did something happen?"

Chen Weiwei pursed his lips and frowned, as he raised his head to ask her, "Mom, you and dad always argue, crying and yelling for a divorce. Why are you still together every time?"

"We?" Wei Meiyan put some cream on her face and sat down next to her, saying, "Your father and I met on a blind date, so we could be said to have a good look at each other, and we soon got married, and the marriage that started was pretty good. Wei Meiyan put some cream on her face and sat next to her, and she said," I met your father on a blind date, so we met on a good note, and it wasn't long before we got married, and the marriage that started was pretty good, and he was also very good to me. "I was in the wrong when he became like this, so every time he was depressed, he would think about getting a divorce. But every time he woke up and we first met, I couldn't bear to see him again."

Chen Weiwei's heart trembled slightly. He hugged his knees and said, "Mom, is it that pregnancy can really affect marriage?"

"Mm …" "That might not necessarily be the case. Some men don't want children, but now that society has opened up, many people's views are slowly changing, unlike us …"

Chen Weiwei lowered his head and rested his chin on his knees, as if he was thinking of something!

"Mom, what's on your mind every time you want to divorce Dad?"

"Every time I think about it, I don't want to live with him anymore, and I can't live with him anymore. But every time I think about it, I think about the first two people's feelings, and I think about the good things he did to me. I think about it again, living together with a person for dozens of years is not easy at all, = It's a kind of fate!"

"Mom." She hesitated, then asked, "Did Father ever love another woman?"

"Other women?" Wei Meiyan seemed to have thought of something, "I think so. I heard that before she married me, she had someone she liked, but that person seemed to be the daughter of a rich family and didn't like him at all. I think, actually, he had that woman in his heart all along, so that's why he's sometimes dissatisfied with me."

Chen Weiwei pursed his lips. "Then..." "Don't you feel angry?"

"Angry?" Wei Meiyan laughed, "Of course I'm angry, but when we get married, it will only be a matter of getting along. Sooner or later, love will turn into family, and after a long time, we won't be thinking about those things from the past."

"But …" Chen Weiwei lowered his eyes and mumbled to himself, "I'm different. What I want is a lifetime of love. The only thing between the two of us."

She turned her head and looked at Wei Meiyan, asking, "Mom, am I a bit too greedy?"

Greed? Wei Meiyan didn't know what to say for a moment. In fact, who hadn't dreamed of this when they were young? They had all wished for it, but how many could actually have it?

Wei Meiyan was stunned for a moment. Before she could reply, a knock sounded on the door.