Chapter 113

So far, even if Han Qing likes Jiang wanwan, he won't entangle him any more.

He nodded, "well, in that case, I, I let go."

The big hand holding her arm suddenly released, and Jiang wanwan's heart also seemed to be pulled out of a big hole.

Cold Qing didn't say a word more, also didn't see her one eye more, turn round to leave.

Until his car disappeared in the rain, Jiang wanwan's tense expression did not dare to relax, and the tears fell more fiercely.

"Wan Wan, are you ok? Get in the car and get drenched here. You'll catch a cold. "

Since Jiang wanwan won the project for Shang Liwei not long ago, Shang Liwei's attitude towards her has changed 180 degrees.

In addition to calling her assistant Jiang at work, she is always called Wan Wan at other times.

Kind and polite, just right.

Jiang wanwan felt uncomfortable, and her tears kept falling down with the rain.

She couldn't hear what Shang Liwei said at all.

At this moment, the rain is getting worse. An umbrella has no way to keep out the wind and rain. Shang Liwei twists his eyebrows and holds her shoulder and pushes her into the car.

He took out a towel from the trunk to help her wipe her hair, but she was wet all over. Such a towel is just a drop in the bucket and can't solve any problem.

Shang Liwei no longer asked her permission. He drove directly to the door of a shopping mall, looked at her and said, "I'll come as soon as I go. You'll wait for me here."

More than ten minutes later, he came out of the mall with several bags in his hand.

"These clothes are for you. I don't know if they fit. You can make do with them first. It's better than wearing wet clothes." With that, he thrust the bag into Jiang wanwan's arms, then turned and left.

Jiang wanwan, who has been crying for a long time, has no strength at all. She reluctantly changes her clothes and leans on the seat with swollen eyes.

At this time, Shang Liwei came over from a distance with two cups of coffee in his hand.

He handed her one of the warm cups, and quickly scanned her clothes with his eyes. "Well, it's not bad. It seems that my estimated size is quite accurate."

Jiang wanwan took the coffee and took two gulps of it. Only then did her sore throat ease slightly, and her dry lips opened. "Thank you."

"Are you still so polite to me? What about? Are you in a better mood now? If it's better, I'll take you to eat. Crying is a hard work. It costs energy and internal power. You have to eat something good to make up for it. "

Jiang wanwan had just lost a precious relationship, where she was in the mood to eat, but when she thought about what day it was today and what other task she had today, she had to force herself to come out of her sadness temporarily.

At this time, another face appeared in Jiang wanwan's mind. She bit her teeth and dried the last few tears on her face. Her eyes at Shang Liwei gradually became gray.

"I want to have a raspberry cake."

"Red plum cake?" Shang Liwei was stunned. What a familiar name.

"Yes, the cake shop in the downtown square. Can you take me there?" Jiang wanwan looked at him straight.

Shang Liwei instinctively wanted to refuse, but he just shook his head and nodded, "OK, I'll take you."

When the car enters the central square, the store is immediately visible.

Two people walk in together, the shop assistant sees Shang Liwei, warmly greets.

"Mr. Shang, are you here? Do you still want the raspberry cake today? " As soon as the words were finished, the assistant suddenly thought of something, and his face became embarrassed. "I'm sorry, Mr. Shang."

Shang Liwei naturally knew what she thought of. He forced out a smile and shook his head. "It's OK, but this lady also wants a red berry cake."

The shop assistant looked at Jiang wanwan along the direction of his fingers, slightly stunned, then raised a smile and asked, "Miss, a piece of red berry cake?"

"No, two."

Now, Shang Liwei, you and the shop assistant are surprised. They look at Jiang wanwan with complicated eyes.

Jiang wanwan pretended that she didn't know anything and explained to Shang Liwei, "their red berry cake is really delicious. It's very popular. Every time I eat one piece and want the second one, it's sold out. So I have a habit of asking for two pieces directly, so I don't worry about being robbed by someone."

Shang Liwei looked at her, and the complexity in her eyes gradually became incredible.

This is not the first time he has heard her words. In the past six years, he has heard them countless times.

The person in front of me and the person in my mind gradually overlap, and the familiar face gradually emerges in front of me.

"Xiao Ni?"

Jiang wanwan's heart suddenly stopped for a moment. What a familiar word, what a familiar tone, but everything has already changed.

She tried her best to suppress her anger and looked at him suspiciously, "what?"

Shang Liwei came back to his senses and knew that he was a bit impolite. He quickly shook his head, "nothing, nothing."

When the cake was served, Jiang wanwan began to eat it. In order to divert his attention, Shang Liwei casually found a topic to talk about.

"I can see that you and hanqingmingming love each other very much. Why do you want me to cooperate with you in this play today?"

Jiang wanwan's heart has just been occupied by other things, and she has no time to think about Hanqing's things. But now, when she mentions it again, her heart is still as painful as a knife.

She didn't want to, but she had to.

When I think of the phone call that the old man made to her at the end of work, all the decisions start from that moment.

She still remembers that the old man's tone was heavy, even with a trace of request, "Wan Wan, I've talked about the divorce with Han Qing, but he resolutely disagreed. I think he has real feelings for you."

"But wan wan, it's really inappropriate for you to be together. It's not a good choice for you and him. I hope you can let him go."

"Wan Wan, grandfather knows that it may be difficult for you to do this, but if it goes on like this, Han Qing will be drowned by his own negative news, even Han Shi will be involved. Wan Wan, just be a grandfather, please

Jiang wanwan's inner sense of guilt increased again and again. Even though she had such deep and warm feelings for Han Qing, she quickly agreed to the old man, "OK, grandfather, don't worry, I will make him die."

When I got off work, it was raining heavily outside. Before Jiang wanwan came out of the company building, he saw Hanqing's car.

She hesitated for a moment, but she still took out her mobile phone and made a call to Shang Liwei, asking him to cooperate with her in the play.

"Wan Wan?" Shang Liwei shook his hand in front of her, which brought her back.

Jiang wanwan looked at him and gave a wry smile. "Do you feel deep? Mr. Shang is really joking. If he really has such deep feelings, how can he separate? "