Stand-in bride: Mr. Lu's first favorite wife

The doors close.

Wen Xi's back was straight, and she closed her eyes, not daring to look out the car window.

Xu Zhuoran, I wish you a bright future.

She couldn't tell if she really loved Xu Zhuoran, but Xu Zhuoran gave her short-lived warmth.

When she was in the most difficult time, Dr. Xu was always by her side, regardless of her status or her seriously ill mother.

He is as gentle as a spring breeze.

A man's mocking voice came from next to his ear, "So reluctant?"

Wen Xi opened her eyes, she looked at Lu Qinghan, her eyes were cold, "I have already broken up with him, I hope Mr. Lu will keep his word."

She did not expect that Lu Qinghan would really come to pick her up.

The reason for making that phone call was just to force Dr. Xu to give up completely.

After driving the car for a while, Wen Xi said, "Stop the car, just put me on the side of the road."

The driver looked back at Lu Qinghan, but Mr. Lu didn't speak, so he continued to drive.

Wen Xi glanced at Lu Qinghan, alright, since someone is willing to take her home, it's useless to take the free car, she looks like a ghost right now, her high fever has just subsided, and her face is frighteningly pale, I don't believe this man can still what to do to yourself.

It was the evening rush hour, and the traffic jams on the road were severe.

The car jolted violently, shaking from side to side.

Wen Xi's body was already weak due to the high fever, so she suddenly leaned forward, and then swayed to the left.

One hand supported her face.

Wen Xi's whole body almost jumped to the man's leg.

The palm holding her face was dry and gentle. Although Wen Xi's fever subsided, she still had a low-grade fever, and her cheeks were slightly hot. With her other hand, she grabbed the man's suit pants, and she squatted in the carriage in a half-squatting position.

Her face was very thin and small, and she felt a little flustered, and so was her whole body, thin and small. In the palm of her hand, the woman's skin was warm. Although it wasn't burning, the temperature was not low either.

The man raised his hand, and pressed the other hand on her forehead.

Wen Xi was taken aback.

he……

Why did it suddenly become milder.

Unlike the morning, treat yourself roughly.

Why is it like a different person all afternoon?

She was about to stand up, but suddenly the car started bumping again, and her face was once again close to the man's palm. Suddenly, hearing a muffled laughter, Wen Xi raised her eyes, and she actually looked at Lu Qinghan's face with a smile on her face. A slight smile seemed to be an illusion. The man was admiring her embarrassment, but there was a curve on his lips.

Wen Xi hurriedly grabbed the seat and sat up straight, leaning against the car door.

Along the way, the car drove slowly.

Finally at 8 o'clock, I came to the Mujia villa area.

Wen Xi was afraid that Ouhe would find out that she came back in Lu Qinghan's car, so she planned to get off early, "It's fine to get here, it's not good if Madam and Miss see that I'm coming in your car, so that Miss won't misunderstand you."

The car stopped at the gate of the community.

Wen Xi got out of the car.

back home.

She stretched herself, she was very hungry, she didn't eat much today, and she was in a daze for the past two days. She opened the refrigerator and saw that there were two tomatoes inside.

She boiled water and prepared to cook a bowl of egg noodles with tomatoes.

There was a knock on the door outside the yard.

Wen Xi thought it was Xiaoling, a servant of the Mu family.

She usually does not lock the door outside the yard, because this is a small attic behind the Mu's villa in a well-known neighborhood in the northern city, and the security is still guaranteed. Moreover, Leohe and his family would not come here on weekdays. In their eyes , here is an abandoned warehouse, come here to set foot, afraid of dirtying their identities.

"Xiao Ling, what's the matter?"

Wen Xi asked while cutting tomatoes.