Warm marriage, my domineering president

442, Yuyan story 53 After Xiao Lin finished speaking, he ignored Rong Yuqi and left the room.

Rong Yuqi touched his chin, followed him in and out, and went directly to the next room.

Wen Yan's professional suit was placed in the bathroom. She changed it out the day before she left and left it in the changing room, forgetting to take it away.

When Rong Yuqi went into the room, he packed up her clothes, and didn't dislike Wen Yan from wearing them. He never folded his own clothes.

But Wen Yan's suit, he folded it carefully and carefully, as if it was just bought.

After folding, I want to find a shopping bag to pack the clothes.

However, there was no so-called shopping bag in the room, so he carried Wen Yan's clothes and went out to look for them in the hall outside.

He was looking for it, when suddenly his sight was attracted by something that fell on the coffee table.

That's a pill box.

Wen Yan came out with the medicine box at the time, and it was fine to take two pills, but she didn't take the medicine away, after all, it wasn't her own medicine.

Rong Yuqi held the medicine box and looked at it, his face suddenly became gloomy.

He opened it and looked, and found that it had been eaten a lot.

His face became even more terribly gloomy.

He also keenly sensed a figure at the door, and he glanced over, his eyes as sharp as a falcon.

The people outside the door seemed a little surprised, "Yu Qi, why are you here?"

The look in Rong Yuqi's eyes made her inexplicably frightened, so Yuan Chuqi stopped at a distance of about one meter from Rong Yuqi, and did not continue walking.

As he said that, his eyes fell on the contraceptive pill box in Rong Yuqi's hand.

Her face turned pale all of a sudden, but after thinking about it for a while, she laughed again, "This... this, yes, is Wen Yan's medicine?"

Rong Yuqi did not speak.

He seemed to be in a bad mood and didn't want to talk to people.

Yuan Chuqi looked surprised, "Wen Yan... Didn't she say that she doesn't have a boyfriend? How could she come out with contraceptives?"

Rong Yuqi didn't answer, but instead asked Yuan Chuqi, "What do you think?"

Yuan Chuqi's heart tightened, and she sneered, "I... I really don't know, and you also know that Wen Yan has distanced me from me recently. She used to talk less, but now she doesn't talk to me directly. , I don't know what's wrong with her, but I think she's becoming more and more difficult to get along with."

Rong Yuqi responded, and suddenly smiled.

Because of Rong Yuqi's eyes and smile, Yuan Chuqi couldn't let go of her vigilance, she still sat on pins and needles, trying hard to find new topics.

Her eyes fell on the two black clothes held by Rong Yuqi's other hand, "By the way, these clothes are... Wen Yan's?"

Yuan Chuqi actually wanted to ask if it was yours, but she thought it was inappropriate to ask. After all, Wen Yan lived in this room. If she asked, something might be revealed, so she didn't ask.

"Ah."

Yuan Chuqi looked unnatural, and said with a sneer, "Wen Yan, why would she ask you to help her with clothes? Actually, just call me."

Rong Yuqi smiled, "Didn't you say that your relationship is not good?"

Yuan Chuqi couldn't answer for a while.

Rong Yuqi looked at her, "What are you doing here?"

"I... I packed my luggage and wanted to find you, but I found that you were not in the room, and then I saw the door of this room was open, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect you to be here, so I was a little surprised. "

In fact, after Yuan Chuqi left Rong Yuqi's room, she did not go back to her own room to pack her things, but leaned against the door to observe Rong Yuqi's reaction.

Because her room is opposite Rong Yuqi's room, she knows exactly what's going on in Rong Yuqi's room.

For some reason, Rong Yuqi didn't make a statement about what happened last night, so she felt uneasy.

Therefore, she wanted to secretly know Rong Yuqi's real thoughts.

But he didn't want to see Rong Yuqi leave his room and come to Wen Yan's room.

So, I followed secretly.

Rong Yuqi smiled, and didn't know whether he believed it or not, "Really?"

Yuan Chuqi glanced at the bottle of contraceptive pills in Rong Yuqi's hand, feeling guilty, as if worried that Rong Yuqi would tell her to take the pills.

She changed the subject again, "It's getting late, when is our flight? Are we leaving now? My luggage has been packed."

When she came here yesterday, her luggage hadn't been moved much, so the jewelry was no different from not being punctual.

"more or less."

"Then I'll go and see if there's anything left unpacked."

As he said that, he turned his head and went out.

"Chuqi."

Rong Yuqi suddenly stopped her.

Yuan Chuqi's heart became more and more uneasy, "What's wrong?"

Rong Yuqi smiled, shook the medicine in his hand, "Do you want to take two?"

Yuan Chuqi turned pale, "I don't..."

Rong Yuqi said very seriously, "Eat it, it's good for you."

Yuan Chuqi took two steps back, "Yu Qi, I... don't want to eat it. I heard that eating it is not good for your health, and you may not be able to have children in the future."

Rong Yuqi pursed his lips, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, yes, why am I not sure? From now on... When I see Wen Yan in the future, I have to persuade her well."

"Well, it's up to you, anyway, I reminded you."

Rong Yuqi said indifferently, then threw the medicine bottle in his hand on the ground, and was about to leave the room.

"Yuqi."

Yuan Chuqi suddenly grabbed his hand and tugged at his sleeve, "Yu Qi, don't you want me to have a child soon?"

Rong Yuqi stared into her eyes and said seriously: "Yes, I like to let things take their course."

When Yuan Chuqi heard the words let nature take its course, her heart skipped a beat, and a strong uneasiness hit her heart, and she suddenly had the illusion that Rong Yuqi seemed to know what happened last night was her doing.

However, she fed Rong Yuqi the hangover soup last night, he drank more than her, and he was drunk again, so it is impossible for him to know about it.

Thinking of this, she tried her best to suppress that emotion, "But... If you really have a child this time, I want to keep the child."

"Then it's up to you, I've already said, you can do whatever you want." He said, looking back at her, "But... I just hope you don't regret it in the future."

"No, I won't regret it."

If something happened in the family, she dared to conclude that it was impossible for the Rong family to let Rong Yuqi marry her again, but with the bargaining chip of a child, she was a little more sure.

These few days are her ovulation period, and it is precisely because of this that she is worried that she will not have a chance if she doesn't come in these few days, so she rushes over here suddenly.

I only hope that this time, I must conceive a child.

……

If Wen's father didn't wake up for a day, Wen Yan felt uneasy. Even if Wen's mother told her to go back to work, she would not agree to inform her after she had news of her father, and wanted to stay until her father woke up.

Wen Yan was also quite stubborn sometimes, mother Wen saw that she couldn't speak up to her, so she stopped talking and let her go.

At night, Mother Wen went back to rest, and Wen Yan stayed to take care of Father Wen.

At eight o'clock, her cell phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number.

Wen Yan picked it up.

"Miss Wen, is that right? I'm Yichen's assistant."

"Is something wrong?"

"Yichen has stomach bleeding and is still in the hospital. Her condition is not very good. I hope you can come and see him."

"Stomach bleeding? How could it be?!" Wen Yan stood up from the chair immediately in astonishment, "Didn't he be in good health before? How could he suddenly have stomach bleeding?"

"Although he didn't do anything wrong with your family, he also took the initiative to embrace this man. He has been unhappy for the past few years, don't you know?"

Wen Yan didn't speak, but squeezed the phone tightly.

"Miss Wen, you should know that even if the Song family and the Jian family are sorry to you, Yichen has never done anything to be sorry to you. He is powerless for what happened in the past few years. You should know."

"I know--"

"Don't you understand Yichen's thoughts about you? As long as you persuade him well, let him eat on time every day, and come to see him when she is sick, it will be fine."

When Wen Yan responded, the other party continued: "I thought that even if your Wen family and the Song family had enmity, the two of you would at least be friends. After all...the two of you have never done anything wrong to each other."

"And... your father's work, as well as the investment he made, Yichen has helped."

It was the first time Wen Yan heard this, and he was too shocked to speak.

"I tell you this not to want you to thank him, but to hope that you will not be so indifferent to him. He has done nothing wrong."

Wen Yan squeezed the phone tightly.

Half an hour later, she arrived at Song Yichen's ward.

"Xiaoyan."

It can be seen that Song Yichen is actually very happy.

"How are you? Are you feeling better?"

Song Yichen nodded, staring at her reluctantly, "It's better, it's nothing serious."

Seeing the attachment in his eyes, Wen Yan looked away.

Song Yichen also looked away, "What's wrong with uncle? What did the doctor say?"

"If it goes well, you may wake up in two days."

Song Yichen wanted to reach out to touch her little face, but he held back after all, "Uncle will be fine."

Wen Yan nodded, then glanced at him again, "You... Take care of your body in the future."

It was just a very plain sentence, but when Wen Yan said that, Song Yichen smiled, "Well, I will."

"Then I'll go first, take care of yourself."

"Xiaoyan." Song Yichen took her hand, and then let go, "When are you going back to the capital?"

"After Dad wakes up."

"After that...will you still come to see me?"

Wen Yan said nothing.

Song Yichen let go of her hand and smiled, "Xiaoyan, I don't mean anything else, I won't mess around, let alone do other things that cross the line, I just want to talk to you, because apart from you, some I don't know who to tell."

Wen Yan didn't say anything, told him to pay attention to his body, and left.

However, before he could leave the ward, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Song Yifei gritted her teeth, "You bitch, what are you doing here again?"

Wen Yan didn't say a word, turned around and left, Song Yifei was about to hold her back, Song Yichen said coldly: "If you keep saying that she is wrong, you all get out!"

Song Yifei gritted her teeth, "You know how to protect her!"

Jiang Chuxin looked at Wen Yan's leaving back, but didn't speak, and Song's mother didn't respond either.

"Hmph, if you don't come, you won't come! Do you think I'm so rare to come here?!"

Seeing that Song Yichen had always been cold-faced to herself, but nice to Wen Yan, Song Yifei felt uncomfortable and stomped away.

After leaving, she was filled with resentment.

When she arrived at the downstairs of the hospital, she seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

The number she dialed didn't answer her call for a long time, she was unwilling, so she kept calling, and after making a few calls, she finally paid off, and answered it over there.

"Who?"

Hearing Rong Yuqi's voice, Song Yifei was still as coquettish and domineering as before, with the shyness of a girl, she said coquettishly, "Mr. Rong, it's me, Song Yifei."

Rong Yuqi smiled, "Oh? Miss Song, what's the matter?"

"That... Let me tell you, that Wen Yan came to seduce and seduce my brother again."

Rong Yuqi's eyes paused, but she didn't speak, but Song Yifei thought that Rong Yuqi didn't believe what she said, so she hurriedly said: "What I said is true, ever since my brother got sick, she has been making excuses every day, waiting for us to leave I came to see my brother when I was here. Mr. Rong, she is already your person, but she has been doing things that are sorry to you. Such a shameless person, I think not only does she not take you seriously, but she simply ignores you—— —”

Rong Yuqi interrupted her, "As far as I know, he must go back to see his father."

"She... It's true that her father was in a car accident, but she came back to the city because of my brother, and she went back to the city after talking with my brother."

After all, she was still worried that Rong Yuqi would not believe it, and said: "If you don't believe it, I can take a picture of the two of them together in the future and send it to you. After collecting it, I will ask you to have a look."

"This……"

"Mr. Rong, what I said is true."

Rong Yuqi smiled, and said politely: "Then please trouble Miss Song."

Song Yifei felt that Rong Yuqi believed in her, and she was very happy, "No trouble, no trouble, so let's just say that?"

"Ok."

After Rong Yuqi responded, he hung up the phone without saying anything.

Song Yifei seemed to have something else to say. Looking at the hung up phone, she began to feel uncomfortable again, but her smile was still very sweet.

"Yifei, who are you calling? So happy?"

Mother Song didn't want to disturb the relationship between Song Yichen and Jiang Chuxin, so she walked out of the ward.

Song Yifei blushed slightly, "Mr. Rong."

Mother Song was a little surprised, "Oh? What did you tell him?"

"No...it's nothing, but...what I told Mr. Rong will definitely make that bitch suffer!"

Song Yifei is full of confidence, but Song's mother has doubts, "You told Mr. Rong about her? What are you talking about her for?"

When Song Yifei heard the words, she said the past in an important and vague way, and Song's mother glanced at her, "Xiaofei, tell me the truth."

"Also, isn't it because Mr. Rong is the one who protects that bitch?"

"I saw that bitch came to her again and again to seduce my brother, so I told Mr. Rong about it, and asked Mr. Rong to give her a look!"

Mother Song's complexion changed drastically, "You... what did you say?! Mr. Rong is the benefactor of that bitch? Are you telling the truth?"

"Yes, sister Chu Xin and I both know about it."

"Why didn't you say something so important earlier?"

Song's mother seemed a little panicked. She remembered what Jiang Chuxin said before, and she felt that this matter was more and more important. She didn't care about Song Yifei, and started calling her husband to talk about it.

……

Wen Yan went back to the ward, and when she was washing up, she heard her mobile phone ringing, and she hurried out to answer the phone.

Over there, Rong Yuqi's voice was full of laughter, "Little cat, are you still asleep?"

"Ah."

"I haven't seen you for a few days, so don't you have anything to tell me?"

"I...maybe I want to go back to the capital a few days later, is that okay?"

Rong Yuqi paused for a moment, and said in a difficult manner, "No."

"why?"

Rong Yuqi's voice was magnetic, low and deep, very nice, like a pot of old wine.

Moreover, his voice is also very gentle.

"Because...you don't know that I miss you very much and hope you can come back soon?"

Wen Yan was stunned.

There was still laughter in the words over there, but it seemed that it was no longer as gentle and heart-warming as before, "Little cat, you will ask this, is it because you don't miss you like I do, so you don't want to miss me?" Come back to the capital?"

"I--"

Wen Yan said to me that I can only leave after he has passed the dangerous period, otherwise, I don't feel at ease. "

Rong Yuqi seemed to accept her explanation, even though thousands of mountains and rivers were separated, the words that reached her ears from that side were still full of tenderness and pampering.

"Then I'll go and accompany you, okay?"

Wen Yan held onto the phone and paused for a moment, "Rong Yuqi, stop making trouble, I—"

"Why do you always think I'm making trouble?"

Rong Yuqi's tone was a little weak, but also a little more sharp, "Then tell me, when will you stop thinking I'm making trouble?"

"Rong Yuqi!"

Wen Yan bit his lip.

"Huh? I'm listening."

Wen Yan didn't know what to say.

"Kitty cat."

There seemed to be a sigh over there, and just as Wen Yan was about to respond, he heard him say, "Have you ever tried to understand me?"

"……Have."

Wen Yan was blowing wind on the window outside the hospital corridor.

She didn't know why Rong Yuqi suddenly mentioned this, it took her a long time to say this word.

Rong Yuqi seemed very happy, with a continuous smile, "Oh? Then what did you learn?"

"No."

"Oh? How come?"

Wen Yan was silent.

What she didn't say was: she couldn't see through the real him no matter what.

"Why is it better than talking? I want to hear you talk more."

"I don't know what to say."

"Yes?"

These two words seem to be talking to themselves.

Then, he said to her in a coaxing tone: "But I am different from you. I have many, many, many things to tell you."

"what?"

"Little cat, actually, I think, if you call me every day, it will be fine."

When Wen Yan was thinking about how to answer, he suddenly said: "Well, besides that, I was also thinking that you could tell me that you miss me, just like I miss you."

Wen Yan was silent, and in the quiet night, the voice on the phone was unusually clear.

She listened to it, although she felt that what he said might be a joke, but after she heard it, she didn't forget it right away, but lingered in her ears for a long time.

"There are many, many more." He smiled, "However, let's be fair, I have said so much, little cat, isn't it time for you to tell me a little bit?"

After he finished speaking, she still had nothing to say.

He seems to be very patient, with a magnetic voice, which feels like a warm current in the dark winter night, melting into his heart, "Little cat, how about you? There is really nothing you want to tell me?"

After Wen Yan heard her for a while, he managed to squeeze out a sentence, "Have you returned to the capital from City H?"

Rong Yuqi didn't answer her, "Little Maomao, that's not what I want to hear."

Wen Yan's heart was beating like thunder, and he was about to say something, but Rong Yuqi was also waiting.

But a tall and tall voice came from behind her, "Why do you come out here to have a shower at such a late hour? You don't need to wear more clothes."

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, looked at it, and forgot to talk to the person on the phone for a while.

Seeing that Wen Yan's lips were turning white from the cold, Song Yichen was a little worried, "What's the matter? Who are you talking on the phone with? Let's talk after we go back to the house? It's windy here."

In fact, Wen Yan himself didn't feel cold very much, but Song Yichen's illness was still not healed, her face was truly pale, and the wind was strong by the window, Wen Yan felt that if the wind blew, he seemed to fall down.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but said: "I'll go back later, you go back to rest first, your face is very pale—"

Before she finished speaking, the phone had already hung up.

Wen Yan looked at the hung up phone and was stunned.

Song Yichen glanced at the number displayed on the screen of her mobile phone before asking, "Is it Mr. Rong's number?"

Wen Yan nodded.

Song Yichen lowered his eyes, suppressing the pain in his eyes, "I, did I interrupt your conversation?"

Wen Yan put away his phone, "No, what do you want from me?"

It's very cold back in the city today, but the weather is good. The sun is very warm during the day, but the moon and stars are indeed thin at night.

He glanced at the moonlight outside, "I want to chat with you."

Wen Yan didn't want to and couldn't chat with him, "It's so late, you should go back and rest first."

"I'll be discharged from the hospital in a few days. Have you decided when to go back to the capital?"

Wen Yan shook his head.

She was actually talking about this with Rong Yuqi just now, but Rong Yuqi changed the subject.

Thinking of this, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have to make a phone call with Rong Yuqi.

Song Yichen looked sideways at Wen Yan, "In a few days... it's my birthday, do you remember?"

Wen Yan didn't answer, but Song Yichen saw her eyes, but knew that she actually remembered.

The two have known each other for so many years.

After all, after remembering some important days, you can't just forget them if you want to.

For this reason, Song Yichen smiled, he was really happy, even though Wen Yan didn't answer, he was also happy.

"Can you accompany me after my birthday?"

"I--"

"Xiaoyan, it's been a long time since you celebrated my birthday with me. We said before that we would celebrate each other's birthday with each other every year in the future."

Wen Yan was silent, and it took a while before he said: "These... are all over."

"I know."

Song Yichen smiled, "I've actually thought a lot these days, and I know we can't go back to the past no matter what, even if we're not wrong."

That's it, Wen Yan agrees.

As Song Yichen said, he glanced at her, and as soon as Wen Yan caught the information in his eyes, he lowered his head.

Song Yichen didn't expose it, and smiled, "Well... just treat it as your last birthday for me, okay?"

"I... have to ask for leave. I asked him for leave just now, but he didn't agree to me."

"it is good."

After that, the two didn't say anything more.

However, he didn't leave the window immediately.

Both of them seem to have something on their minds, and they don't know what they are thinking while looking at the sky.

After more than 20 minutes, the night got darker, the weather got colder, and the wind got stronger. After the lips of both of them turned pale, Song Yichen felt sorry for her, and couldn't help touching her little face, which was as cold as Bing, he frowned, "Go back to the ward, look at you, it's so cold."

Wen nodded and was about to go back, but because he had stood for too long, his legs were a little numb, so he staggered when he turned around.

Fortunately, Song Yichen reacted quickly, supported her, and hugged her in his arms, "What's wrong?"

Wen Yan didn't hesitate to push him, "I've been standing for a long time, my legs are numb."

Song Yichen hadn't hugged her for a long time, so he was naturally reluctant to let her go, but he didn't want her to be burdened, so when Wen Yan pushed him, he let her go.

After that, the two chatted each other sentence by sentence, and went back to their respective wards.

They didn't find out that someone was secretly watching them all the time.

After going back to the room, Wen Yan remembered what she said to Rong Yuqi just now, so she called Rong Yuqi again.

However, when she called again, it was already displayed as off.

Wen Yan had no choice but to send a message, hoping that the other party could see the message she sent him when he turned on the phone.

But the next day, after she got up from the bed and turned on her phone, Rong Yuqi wrote back.

However, his reply was very short, only one word: good.

……

Father Wen didn't wake up on the last day the doctor expected to wake up, and continued to sleep deeply.

Although the doctor said that there was still hope and that they would wake up later, so as not to despair, Mother Wen was so sad that she passed out from crying.

That afternoon, Wen Yan sat in the garden of the hospital in a daze, his face haggard.

Song Yichen came over and sat down beside her.

He was discharged from the hospital today. He stayed in the hospital for a few days and cooperated with the doctor's words, so his spirit seems to have improved a lot.

Song Yichen also knew that Father Wen hadn't woken up yet, and he felt hungry and sad, but she knew that Wen Yan was even more sad.

Wen Yan, when she was sad, the more others comforted her, the more uncomfortable she would be.

So Song Yichen sat beside her without saying anything.

Wen Yan sat for a long time, and Song Yichen sat with her for a long time.

Wen Yan sat until dusk before she said, "I'm fine, you don't have to accompany me."

Song Yichen didn't comfort her, but just asked: "Shall we go eat something?"

Wen Yanyao, at this moment, her tears had already flowed out.

Although Wen Yan looked weak on the outside, he seldom cried. When she cried, Song Yichen felt more uncomfortable than her. He couldn't help reaching out to hug her and wipe her tears, "Uncle will be fine, he In fact, I am most worried about you, you haven't obtained happiness yet, how could uncle be willing to leave?"

Wen Yan grabbed his shirt and cried, thinking that his father might really leave them, his body trembled with fear, and he couldn't bear the pain in his heart.

When she was in the ward, she also wanted to cry, but Mother Wen passed out from crying. If she cried again, her mother would comfort her.

Therefore, she has been holding back and not crying.

But, now I can't help it.

"Yichen..."

After a while, Jiang Chuxin came over.

Wen Yan was still crying, but when she heard Jiang Chuxin's voice, she stopped crying, hurriedly pushed away Song Yichen who was still hugging her to comfort her, turned her face away, and wiped the tears on her forehead.

Jiang Chuxin walked over to comfort her, "Wen Yan, uncle will be fine, don't be too sad."

Wen Yan didn't respond, and stood up after wiping away the tears on his face, "I have nothing to do with him."

"I know, I trust you."

Jiang Chuxin finished speaking with a smile, as if she still wanted to comfort her, but Wen Yan said nothing, turned and left.

Knowing that Wen Yan's figure disappeared at the entrance of the hospital, Song Yichen turned around, "What's the matter?"

"Your discharge procedures have been completed. Uncles and aunts are looking for you, waiting for you to go home together."

"I see."

After Song Yichen finished speaking, he was about to leave, Jiang Chuxin quickly stepped forward and took his arm, "Yichen, you and Wen Yan will never be together again, why don't you let her go, and you also let go of yourself ?”

"We did nothing."

"I know, but you don't understand what I mean." Jiang Chuxin blocked his way, "I mean she doesn't love you anymore."

Song Yichen's face darkened.

"Or are you trying to fool yourself?"

Song Yichen was silent.

"We women are actually very stubborn. Sometimes if a man gets her body, he can easily get her heart. And Wen Yan has been by Rong Yuqi's side for so many years, Rong Yuqi's various aspects The conditions are top-notch, do you think she has no feelings for Rong Yuqi at all?"

"Finished?"

He said coldly, "I know it's no longer possible for us, even if Wen Yan and I still love each other, it's impossible."

Jiang Chuxin stopped talking.

"However... I warn you, you'd better not hurt her again."

Song Yichen left after speaking.

Jiang Chuxin stared at his back, sneered, and followed him.

After two days of delay, Father Wen still woke up.

Father Wen just woke up, still very weak, when he saw Wen Yan who was so happy that he was crying, his eyes were kind, "Xiaoyan, come here, come... to Dad."

Wen Yan walked over, and Father Wen gently held her hand, "I made you and your mother worry."

Wen Yan was crying and laughing, speechless.

Father Wen just woke up, without much strength, and fell asleep again after saying a few words.

Father Wen woke up. In fact, there was nothing serious about it. However, he was still injured, and he had to recover for a period of time before he could be discharged from the hospital.

The next day, when Wen Yan came over from the window, he found a large fruit basket and a bouquet of flowers on the cabinet at the head of the window.

"Mom, who sent this?"

Wen Yan flipped through the pages, but didn't see anything like a card.

"I don't know. I went out to the bathroom and saw it when I came back."

Mother Wen glanced, "Could it be Yichen?"

"do not know."

Wen Yan lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mother Wen thought that there was something going on between Wen Yan and Song Yichen, so she didn't say anything, she just smiled and said, "The kid next door ate an apple just now, and it's fine. It shouldn't be poisonous. Since he didn't leave his name, forget it." .”

"Ah."

After a while, Mother Wen said again: "Xiaoyan, your father is fine. If you are in a hurry at work, you should go back to work first. There are not many days until the Chinese New Year. It is not good to ask for leave all the time."

"I know, I will stay for a few more days, and I will go back after my father's condition stabilizes."

"Alright."

Mother Wen was talking, hesitant to speak, as if she wanted to say something to Wen Yan.

"Mom, what are you trying to say?"

"You've been home for so long, that... that person won't make things difficult for you, will he?"

Wen Yan didn't respond immediately.

The two hadn't been in touch since the last time the two of them spoke.

So she really doesn't know what Rong Yuqi thinks.

And she also made it clear to Rong Yuqi about the work, so there should be nothing wrong.

"He will embarrass you?"

"I am his secretary now. He is about to get married. Our relationship is only between the secretary and the boss. I also asked her for leave. Although he is not very happy, it should be fine."

Mother Wen didn't study Wen Yan's words carefully, and she felt relieved after hearing that the two of them had nothing in that regard.

Wen Yan made an appointment to go back to the capital on the fourth day after Wen's father woke up.

And the third day after Father Wen woke up was Song Yichen's birthday.

On Song Yichen's birthday, Wen Yan didn't have anything to give him, he just bought him a small cake.

The two are no longer likely to have candlelight dinners at home as intimately as before.

Wen Yan didn't make the cake herself, but she bought it outside.

Song Yichen made an appointment with Wen Yan early in the morning, and the two drank coffee and ate cakes in the coffee shop without saying anything.

However, Song Yichen was very happy, the smile never disappeared from his lips.

After eating the cake, Wen Yan wanted to leave, Song Yichen made his last birthday wish, "Can you accompany me to school for a walk? One last thing, okay?"

In fact, relatively speaking, he owed Song Yichen much more than he owed her, so Wen Yan didn't refuse, and followed.

The two are classmates in the same middle school and high school, because the school has a middle school and a high school, so even if Song Yichen is a few years older than her, the two have been classmates for two years.

Two years, in the green years of the two, we can have many happy memories.

However, after returning again, the two of them talked about the past, but they were not too happy. Even if they were happy, there were inevitably a few wry smiles on their lips.

After all, everything is different.

The two walked around the school once, and it was getting late, Wen Yan had to go back to see grandma, and was going back to the capital tomorrow, so he left first.

Before leaving, Wen Yan looked around.

Song Yichen asked, "What's wrong?"

Wen Yan shook his head, "Maybe my eyes are dazzled and I misread."

"Do you think someone is following us?"

Wen Yan shook his head, "Probably not, I'll go first."

Before turning around, she said 'Happy Birthday' to Song Yichen again and left.

Although Song Yichen was reluctant, he didn't keep her, and he couldn't, he could only let her go.

The morning after Song Yichen's birthday, Wen Yan got on the plane back to the capital.

When I got back to my home in the capital, it was just after ten o'clock, and it was noon when I came back from buying vegetables.

Wen Yan dragged her luggage into the house, thinking about cleaning up or something, but when she looked up, she found that the house...

someone.

The man lazily leaned on the sofa and watched TV. When he saw her, he turned his head and glanced at her, "Are you back?"

Wen Yan looked at the time and calendar, "You...don't go to work?"

Rong Yuqi hadn't been here for a long time, so Wen Yan couldn't recover from watching him for a long time.

"Give yourself a break."

Wen Yan said "oh", and didn't ask Rong Yuqi why he was here, so he dragged his luggage upstairs.

Rong Yuqi didn't follow her, but asked behind her: "How are you going home?"

"good"

After that, Rong Yuqi didn't ask any more questions.

Wen Yan dragged the luggage upstairs and packed it calmly before coming downstairs.

Rong Yuqi was still there when he went downstairs, watching cartoons with great interest.

"Did you have meal?"

He went into the kitchen to get the food he bought, poked his head out and asked the man watching TV outside.

"Not yet, I want to eat spicy chicken."

"No chicken."

"Then let's steam the pork ribs."

Wen Yan responded and started cooking.

It was already four or ten minutes after Wen Yan finished the meal.

During the meal, Rong Yuqi smiled, "Little Maomao's cooking skills are getting better and better. Have you practiced secretly without telling me recently?"

"No."

Wen Yan put down the bowls and chopsticks, stared at the man opposite her who was eating with gusto and helping her peel the shrimp, "Have you... have you been to the city recently?"