Chapter 279 Your First Love 8
Meng Li snorted and didn't ask any more questions.

Wei Minghui went into the room to change his clothes, and when he was putting on his pants, he remembered that his original belt had been thrown away by Meng Li.

He went out again to use the belt that Meng Li bought newly.

After packing himself up, Wei Minghui hesitated for a moment and said to Meng Li:
"Where are the car keys?"

Meng Li said:

"I'll use it later."

Wei Minghui asked back: "You want to go out?"

Meng Li hummed, and Wei Minghui asked, "Where are you going?"

Meng Li asked back, "Where are you going?"

"There's something wrong with my old classmate."

Meng Li nodded: "I'm also an old classmate with something to do."

Wei Minghui felt a little upset in his heart.

This is obviously perfunctory for him.

But I don't want to ask any more questions. If I ask any more questions, I probably have to explain everything clearly before going out.

Wei Minghui went out, Meng Li took out his mobile phone and looked at Wei Minghui's movement trajectory.

Although she could also find the location of Wei Minghui by imprinting her spiritual power on Wei Minghui's body, it was quite laborious to sense it.

There is no such positioning convenience.

This is not just a single positioning function.

It's not expensive, and it's compact. It fits in Wei Minghui's belt buckle like an ornament, and he can't just throw the belt away as he walks.

In fact, she has been here for a while, and everything is calm.

At this time in the plot, the client has already discovered the existence of Feng Zhenzhen, and the client's mother should also go to trouble Wei Minghui.

Because of this trouble, the relationship between Feng Zhenzhen and Wei Minghui became deeper.

Only then did Wei Minghui realize the importance of Feng Zhenzhen in his heart.

This time there is no client's mother as the catalyst for their relationship, so it's up to her to provoke this difficult task.

In case there is no one to disturb the two, there is no catalyst, and the relationship develops slowly, it would be a waste of time to boil the frog in warm water.

Meng Li felt that he had taken great pains to match them up.

She was not in a hurry to match them up now, this time it was Feng Zhenzhen who was sick and hospitalized.

At that time, the client had already returned to her natal home.

As a result, Wei Minghui didn't come back until midnight, and after six o'clock in the morning, Wei Minghui came back.

Meng Li woke up right then, she was really light sleeper, but she didn't go out.

After sitting and practicing until after seven o'clock, Meng Li opened the door, and after she packed up, Wei Minghui also came out.

Meng Li asked:
"When did you come back?"

Wei Minghui was a little tired with dark circles under his eyes.

他 说:

"I came back in the middle of the night last night. I saw you fell asleep and didn't call you."

Meng Li said in surprise:

"I didn't go to bed until one o'clock last night, and the lights were still on."

Wei Minghui choked: "I didn't even check the time when I came back."

Meng Li snorted, packed up and went to work.

Wei Minghui asked Meng Li:

"Did you go out last night?"

"No, my old classmate won't let me pick it up." Meng Li replied casually.

Wei Minghui rubbed his eyebrows, he is very tired now, and he doesn't have the energy to talk too much with Meng Li.

I have to go to the hospital to take care of Feng Zhenzhen later.

Meng Li went out first, Wei Minghui didn't let Meng Li see him off, and waited for Meng Li to go to work in the company for a while.

After checking Wei Minghui's address, she asked for half a day off to find Wei Minghui.

When we arrived at the hospital and found Wei Minghui, he was sitting by the hospital bed, piercing an apple with a toothpick for Feng Zhenzhen to eat.

Be intimate.

Meng Li was holding the fruit in her hand. When she walked in, she saw Wei Minghui and shouted in surprise:
"Minghui, why are you here?"

Wei Minghui looked back after brushing the floor.

Seeing Meng Li, he quickly got up and asked the same question:

"Why are you here?"

Meng Li: "I came to see my old classmate, she is hospitalized here."

Wei Minghui: "...Me too."

Meng Li looked at Feng Zhenzhen. Feng Zhenzhen had an oval face and fair skin. She looked about twenty years old. If she dressed up deliberately, some people would say she was in her teens.

In fact, it has passed 25.

When Feng Zhenzhen touched Meng Li's eyes, there was a flash of panic, and her little face turned pale.

Shout weakly:

"Minghui?"

The voice is delicate, more like whispers between close lovers.

Meng Li looked at Wei Minghui, and her face also turned cold.

I think Feng Zhenzhen is quite smart, this shout is really misleading.

Wei Minghui didn't know what to say in embarrassment, and his face was also very nervous, with an inexplicably guilty conscience.

Seeing Meng Li's face turned cold, he quickly explained:
"Honey, don't be angry, just listen to my explanation."

Meng Li asked back, "What do you think I should be angry about?"

Wei Minghui was stopped by the question, he glanced at Feng Zhenzhen and said:
"This is my high school classmate. She is sick. Let me take care of her."

Meng Li asked in surprise:

"You don't go to work, come to take care of her?"

Wei Minghui said with some lack of confidence:
"It's not..., it's not that she has no one to take care of, I really can't let it go."

Meng Li looked at Feng Zhenzhen with disbelief on his face:
"What's your relationship?"

Feng Zhenzhen glanced at Wei Minghui in a panic, Wei Minghui was slightly displeased with Meng Li, but suppressed it:
"Don't question her like that."

Meng Li: "What's your relationship, you want to protect her like this?"

"No." Wei Minghui waved his hand.

"The way you asked is wrong. I think your tone is bad. She is sick now. How can you do this to a patient."

Wei Minghui looked at Meng Li with disapproval.

Meng Li said directly:

"No, you lied to me, Wei Minghui, how could you do such a thing behind my back."

Wei Minghui was also a little angry: "What did I do? Why didn't you listen to the explanation?"

Meng Li shook his head: "If I don't listen, I won't listen."

"Don't make a fuss, okay?" Wei Minghui glanced at the people in the corridor and looked in, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Someone is watching outside. It's not good to let others read the joke. Can you save me?"

Wei Minghui whispered to Meng Li, with a hint of pleading, that he originally wanted to call Meng Li's wife, but he caught sight of Feng Zhenzhen out of the corner of his eye and couldn't.

Meng Li ignored it, pointing at Feng Zhenzhen:
"Then tell me who she is and why you take care of her behind my back."

Feng Zhenzhen argued:

"Sister-in-law, I... We really have nothing to do with each other. Don't misunderstand, let alone be angry."

Meng Li asked Wei Minghui:

"It doesn't matter why you take care of her without telling me."

Wei Minghui felt a pain in his head, and when he saw people outside, they started pointing and discussing, so he simply closed the door of the ward.

Seeing that there was no good show to watch, the people outside dragged their feet and left again.

Wei Minghui returned to Meng Li:
"I said last night that something happened to my old classmate."

"But you didn't tell me that you didn't come to class today to take care of her."

Meng Li simply sat on the chair next to him, wiped the corners of his eyes:

"I remember that when I was sick last time, you didn't even ask for leave. I still came to see the disease myself."

"And that time when your mother came here to see a doctor, you didn't ask for leave."

"It's better for me to ask for leave to take care of your mother."

Wei Minghui anxiously defended himself:
"It's different."

Meng Li sighed: "What's the difference? Your mother and I are not as important as her."

"You also said that you are okay."

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(End of this chapter)

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