Warm Marriage 100 Points: Sweet Wife, Please Be Good

"Don't worry, you still have time to think about it. I'll go back to the hotel first. You should think about it for yourself. If you think it through, call me again."

After finishing speaking, Qi Jingchen didn't look at Jiang Wenwen's reaction, turned around and left.

As soon as he returned to the hotel room, he received a call from Zhong Jiaqi. He almost wondered if Zhong Jiaqi had installed a surveillance camera on his body. The call came in time.

Qi Jingchen smiled dotingly, and pressed the answer button without any delay.

"Have you met Wenwen?"

Zhong Jiaqi's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I did go to see Jiang Wenwen, she looks pretty good now, don't be so anxious."

"What did you tell her, is she willing to come back with you, did you scare her?"

Zhong Jiaqi's questions bombarded Qi Jingchen crazily like a cannonball.

Qi Jingchen supported his forehead and said, "Okay, okay, you ask so many questions, I don't know which one to answer first."

"Then you answer one by one."

"I did go to Jiang Wenwen today and analyzed the matter with her. She hasn't figured it out yet. I will stay in London for a few days and let Jiang Wenwen think about it."

As for whether Jiang Wenwen was scared, Qi Jingchen was probably scared when he thought of Jiang Wenwen's appearance today, but he would not tell Zhong Jiaqi about this.

"Remember to tell Wenwen carefully."

"I see, what about you?" Qi Jingchen asked with concern, "How are you feeling today? Is the baby disobedient?"

"The baby is very good, don't worry."

……

Jiang Wenwen sat by the window, looking at the moonlight outside the window, but her heart was not as peaceful as the moonlight.

She had already made up her mind that she would not go back no matter what, so Mousse thought that she had made up her mind to leave him, but what Qi Jingchen said today made her shake again.

Jiang Wenwen wasn't sure if Mousse could just forget her like this. If Mousse really found out about her death, she couldn't believe what Mousse would become.

Maybe what Qi Jingchen said was right, she did this because of her cowardice, she didn't dare to tell Mousse about her illness, she was worried that Mousse would be sad, and she didn't dare to see Mousse sad.

However, maybe if she left, it would only be more painful for Mousse. She shouldn't impose what she thought was good on Mousse.

Jiang Wenwen suddenly felt that he should go back, but after going back, Mousse would have to bear the pain of parting and death just like himself.

She couldn't bear it, she really couldn't bear it.

Jiang Wenwen grabbed his hair fiercely, and shouted silently to the night sky: What am I going to do?What on earth am I going to do?Why am I sick, why is my happiness taken away?

She sat by the window and let the tears run down her face, it was all too painful.

……

Early the next morning, Jiang Wenwen received a call from Qi Jingchen. On the phone, Qi Jingchen didn't ask if she wanted to go back to Shenzhen, but just asked Jiang Wenwen if he wanted to have lunch together.

Jiang Wenwen thought for a while, staying at home alone is also uncomfortable, why not have dinner with Qi Jingchen, chat with Qi Jingchen, maybe there will be an answer in her heart.

She showed up at the restaurant on time.

Qi Jingchen put the menu in Jiang Wenwen's hands. Because of illness, many foods were not suitable for her, but Jiang Wenwen thought that he was about to die, and he couldn't eat what he liked, so it was too pitiful.

So, she ignored everything and ordered a lot of what she liked, but she was surprised that Qi Jingchen didn't try to dissuade her at all.

Qi Jingchen is such a meticulous person, even if he doesn't understand the illness, for the sake of Zhong Jiaqi, he will definitely find out when he investigates his illness. It is impossible not to know that he cannot eat these things.

However, since Qi Jingchen didn't mention it, she'll eat it first, and the delicious food can't just fly away like this.

"Did you go to the hospital today?"

Jiang Wenwen didn't expect Qi Jingchen to ask this question, she was stunned for a moment before she said, "I'll go there in the evening."

Qi Jingchen nodded lightly: "After dinner, I'll go with you."

Jiang Wenwen nodded: "Why did you come to London to find me, because of Mousse?"

Qi Jingchen said frankly: "For Mu Si and Jiaqi, Jiaqi is very worried about your body. Recently, she has been frowning."

"I'm sorry," Jiang Wenwen said guiltily, "Jiaqi is pregnant now, I shouldn't have made her worry about me, but besides her, I really don't know who else I can talk about these things with."

Qi Jingchen poured Jiang Wenwen a glass of juice: "Don't be so excited, I don't mean to blame you, you and Jiaqi are friends, she should care about you, but you are in London, Jiaqi can't feel at ease."

Jiang Wenwen smiled faintly: "Jiaqi is very happy!"

"Mousse loves you too!"

"Of course I know that Mousse loves me very much. I don't envy Jiaqi, but I hate that I can't stay with Mousse longer."

Qi Jingchen said lightly: "I didn't say that to prove that Moose loves you more. I just want to tell you that Moose is very similar to me. During Jiaqi's five years in Rome, I did not give up anything to find her. Mousse will not give up on any clues."

Jiang Wenwen felt a pain in her heart. If it was in the past, Jiang Wenwen would be extremely happy when she thought of Mousse's deep affection for her, but now all this is nothing but torture to her.

"I know all this."

"Okay, let's not talk about it first, let's eat first."

This is the first time Jiang Wenwen has indulged himself so much.

After London, she finally had a good meal, and she was even able to eat a little bit.

Qi Jingchen didn't say anything, but walked around the street with Jiang Wenwen very carefully.

Looking at the rare blue sky in London, Jiang Wenwen took a deep breath of fresh air.

She opened her arms and said with a smile: "I wish the person who is with me now is Mousse, but unfortunately it is not."

"If you want, the person who is with you now can also be Mousse, but you chose to come to London by yourself."

Jiang Wenwen put down his arms, stopped suddenly, and looked into Qi Jingchen's eyes seriously: "If I tell Mu Si about my illness, I will definitely live a very happy life in the next period of time, but I I can't guarantee that Mousse will be the same as me, don't you think I'd be too selfish if I really told Mousse everything?"

Qi Jingchen smiled faintly: "You two are husband and wife, and you should face things together. What you are doing now is depriving Mousse of the opportunity to choose. You are really selfish. You really think you think you are To be nice to Mousse is to really be nice to him?"

Jiang Wenwen's heart shrank tightly, and the pain was severe: "But I still don't have the courage to tell Mousse about this, what should I do?"

"It's okay. You still have time to think about it. You can tell me if you want to go back with me after you think it over. Let's go to the hospital first. In any case, your condition is the most important thing."

Jiang Wenwen nodded and followed Qi Jingchen towards the hospital.

This time, she took another big bag of medicine. Seeing those medicines, Jiang Wenwen's stomach churns. It is really disgusting to take so many medicines every day.

"You take me back."

Qi Jingchen nodded, seeing the medicine in Jiang Wenwen's hand, Qi Jingchen realized how serious Jiang Wenwen's illness was.

He stood by the car window and waited until Jiang Wenwen's back disappeared from his sight before he came back to his senses and drove back to the hotel.

After returning home, Jiang Wenwen sat on the sofa in the living room in a daze. The doctor told her just now that she might only have five months to live. Hearing such an accurate number from the doctor's mouth, Jiang Wenwen's heart still trembled violently.

At that moment, she really wanted to call Mousse and tell him all her grievances.

Jiang Wenwen knew that her heart had already begun to waver, and it had been wavering since the moment she met Qi Jingchen in London.

She took out her mobile phone and turned to the page of Mousse in the address book. She really wanted to press it like this, but after the call was connected, what could she say?

Jiang Wenwen held the mobile phone in her hand, hugged her knees tightly, tears poured out desperately, soaking her pants, she had to admit that she really couldn't control her mood up.

Her heart trembled violently, and she reached out to dial Mousse's cell phone number.

"I'm Mousse, may I ask who you are?"

Mousse's voice on the phone sounded a little hoarse, but Jiang Wenwen's voice began to tremble uncontrollably when he heard this long-lost familiar voice.

"How are you recently?"

Mousse immediately recognized that the voice belonged to Jiang Wenwen, and he asked anxiously, "Wenwen, is that you? Where are you now?"

"It's me, I'm in London now."

"Everything you told me before was lying to me, wasn't it?" Mousse asked in a panic, "How could you fall in love with someone else? It's absolutely impossible."

Jiang Wenwen's heart skipped a beat: "Mousse, why don't you believe it?"

"What do you mean by that?" Mousse tried to calm himself down, "No matter what you want to say to me, I hope you can tell me yourself, just with a letter, a divorce agreement, you just want to Let me believe that you don't love me anymore, how is this possible."

"I'm going back soon, and I will make this matter clear to you then."

"Are you coming back?" Mousse asked excitedly, he couldn't even believe his ears.