There are bright stars in your eyes

Chapter 813 Reconciliation (2)

Is she going to tell Gu Weijun impatiently, "Where is Zhang Tingjian? I'll go find him right away!" Or should she say, "Don't let him drink so much, ask him to take care of his health!"

She felt that it was inappropriate to say anything, and she was the one who proposed the breakup, so why did she say these things again?
So, she simply kept silent, assuming that what he said had nothing to do with her.

After a long time, Gu Weijun's helpless sigh came from the receiver, "I am here to work hard for your reconciliation, but one of you pretends to be deaf and the other is dumb. Simply, I don't care about you anymore, what do you like?" So be it."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.Listening to the busy tone of "beep beep...", Li Yahan recalled the scene of getting along with Zhang Tingjian for the first time.

She remembered that that morning, when the warm sunlight came in through the bright window, Zhang Tingjian was wearing a black handmade suit and a wine-red tie, bathed in the sunlight, and his whole body was covered with a layer of golden afterglow .

She lay on the bed and looked at him, only feeling that everything was in a trance and unreal.His face in the sunlight, with three-dimensional features and smooth lines, was unbelievably handsome.

He frowned, staring at the stomach medicine he bought for her with his deep eyes, his focused eyes, serious look, and meticulous expression made her feel like a deer in her heart, and her whole body sank.Perhaps since then, she has fallen in love with him so much that she can't help herself...

After drinking for three months, Zhang Tingjian's body finally couldn't hold it anymore.That day, because of acute gastritis, he was sent to the hospital by Lisa, and the doctor asked him to take a drip for a day.

After the drip, he and Lisa went to the parking lot to pick up the car, and happened to meet Zhao Wanqing who had vaccinated the child.

Seeing that his face was pale, his lips were purple, and his eyes were surrounded by a thick blue, Zhao Wanqing couldn't help asking, "Ting Jian, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Tingjian looked at her, pursed his lips, forced a smile, and said listlessly, "It's nothing." After that, he lowered his head in silence and didn't say a word.His slender hands reached into his trouser pockets, and he fumbled out a pack of cigarettes, about to light one.

As if remembering that there was a child beside Zhao Wanqing, he pushed the cigarette into the cigarette case again, and stuffed the case into his trouser pocket.

As if noticing the embarrassment of the scene, Lisa next to Zhang Tingjian stood up and said, "Miss Zhao, Mr. Zhang has acute gastritis, high fever persists, and he lost fluids for a day."

Zhao Wanqing frowned and looked at Zhang Tingjian. He had indeed lost weight recently, and his spirit also seemed to be sluggish. It was as if his soul had disappeared, leaving only an empty shell.

She asked, "Okay, why did you suddenly have gastritis?" Just after she finished speaking, she noticed that Zhang Tingjian covered her stomach with her hands, and frowned, as if another wave of pain hit her.

She lowered her head and kissed the baby's cheek, and told the nanny, "Please take the baby back first, and then tell the husband that I will be home later."

Hearing her words, Zhang Tingjian suddenly raised his head, "Wanwan, don't worry about me, go back earlier. I'm fine, just take the medicine for a few days and I'll be fine."

He said to himself, looking into his eyes, it was like a pool of stagnant water, without a trace of life and vitality.Her heart flinched, and she couldn't help asking over and over again, what happened to Zhang Tingjian?What exactly is going on?
She bit her lip, turned her head to the nanny and said, "Go back quickly."

(Welcome to click to become the substitute bride of Remembrance: President, let’s get a divorce)

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