The only favorite ex-wife: The president's husband owes training

"Okay then, I'll ask someone to arrange a car for you and send it to your room later. Are you used to being here these two days? The people in our villa didn't treat you badly, right?" He Yanyi should have hung up the phone immediately, But I don't know why, but I still feel that I should say a few more words.

"I'm used to it. You, the master, do such meticulous work. I'm not used to it." Jian Ziyu laughed in a low voice, feeling that it was right for her to find He Yanyi, whether it was about basic necessities of life, or about Gu Chenglin.

"That's good. Call me if you need anything. I still have something to do. I'll hang up first." Someone behind him called He Yanyi, and He Yanyi had no choice but to hang up the phone, then turned around and looked at the person behind him with a smile.

At this time, Jian Ziyu had unlimited landline calls, and sighed slowly. If it was changed to the past in such an environment without a mobile phone, it would be a happy thing, but at this time Jian Ziyu still feels that It is torture, even if it is a temporary escape, but there are still so many things that have not been resolved.

Stretching out her hand, Jian Ziyu stroked her stomach. She didn't know if it was because of her own psychology recently. Jian Ziyu felt that her stomach seemed to have grown up, and she seemed a little sensitive to feel that the child was moving. When I weighed myself, I found that my weight was not heavy.

Holding the phone, Jian Ziyu went back to the room. Tomorrow she not only got a phone card, but also had the most important purpose, which was to kill the child in her belly. If there were some bad relationships to be resolved, they had to be resolved.

The hotel waiter brought fresh vegetable juice and some pastries for Jian Ziyu to eat.

Jian Ziyu looked at the food in front of her, but actually she didn't have any appetite at all. Although her mood improved a lot after leaving Gu Chenglin, her appetite was still not very good.

Sitting next to the window, Jian Ziyu looked at her hands, suddenly missed herself in the laboratory, and wanted to get busy, but Jian Ziyu felt that there might be no chance to return to the laboratory, at least this year .

There was another knock on the door, and she hesitated for a moment. Jian Ziyu looked at the time on her wrist. At this time, it could not be a night snack, but she looked at the vegetable juice and pastries she hadn't eaten yet. Jian Ziyu smiled helplessly.

Opening the door, Jian Ziyu was surprised to find that He Yanyi was holding a plate of barbecue, and then looked at Jian Ziyu with a reddish face with a smile.

"Supper is here, this roast lamb." He Yanyi walked directly into the room, put down the barbecue, and then turned on the TV in the room. Every time he saw Jian Ziyu, he felt that this woman was quiet and depressing.

"I haven't even finished my pastries yet, and you brought me the roasted lamb, and I really can't eat it after thinking about how the lamb has been roasted like this." Jian Ziyu told the truth, but she didn't expect He Yanyi to appear it's here.

"When you say this, it feels like you are a vegetarian." After hearing Jian Ziyu's words, He Yanyi seriously sent the lamb out the door.

"Mr. He, are you going to give me the key when you visit late at night?" Jian Ziyu stretched out her hand, then looked at He Yanyi.

"Yes, I brought you car keys and delicious food, and then found that you refused the food I brought." He Yanyi pretended to be wronged.