After the flash marriage, the wealthy husband can’t hide his vest

Meng Ning feels that the design of WeChat is too unreasonable and not humane at all.

If you withdraw a message, you definitely don't want the other party to see it, but the system will also prompt that the other party has withdrawn a message.

Isn't this place without 300 taels of silver?

At this time, Meng Ning could only pray that Fu Tingxiu did not see the sentence just now and did not see the withdrawal prompt.

This is really a social death on the spot.

Meng Ning's original intention was to be upset, like Fu Tingxiu, pouring out his bitter feelings and venting his emotions. Anyway, he deleted her and he didn't know what she posted. She regarded the chat software as a tree hole where she could confide any secrets. Hole.

Now, this hole is no longer safe.

Meng Ning felt uneasy and nervous. At this moment, her phone dinged, indicating a message from WeChat.

Meng Ning's heart skipped a beat as the notification sounded. What she was most worried about happened.

Sure enough, it was a message from Fu Tingxiu.

After seeing the message from him, Meng Ning's heart seemed to come alive, her heart beat faster, and colors appeared in her life.

In the past few months, she had no contact with him at all. She only got his information by watching the news. They returned to their own worlds and had no intersection.

Now, his information has connected the two people again.

He only sent four words, but they made her eyes heat up and her eyelashes become wet.

Because what he sent was: I am downstairs.

Meng Ning immediately ran to the window sill on the other side of the road to look. In the dark, next to the street light, Fu Tingxiu's car was indeed parked on the roadside.

he came.

Didn't he promise Fu Yingjie that he wouldn't come to her again?

Why is he here?

Meng Ning wanted to rush down to see him, but was too scared to go down.

Her rationality prevented her from going down. She was worried about Fu Yingjie's revenge. The peaceful life she had just restored did not want to be destroyed. Her mother was too old to withstand any disturbance, and Paopao was still young...

But in the end, sensibility defeated reason.

Meng Ning went out. She didn't have time to change her shoes or clothes. She ran downstairs in a pair of plush slippers and pajamas, ran to the door, and ran to him...

The road in the early morning was very quiet, with no vehicles or passers-by.

Meng Ning stopped a few meters away from the car, and she stared at him through the car glass.

The two people's eyes met, and time seemed to be frozen at this moment.

It’s still very cold in Beijing in March, especially at night.

Fu Tingxiu hurriedly got out of the car, quickly took off his coat and wrapped it around her: "Why did you come down without even wearing a coat?"

There was reproach in his tone, but concern and concern could not be concealed either.

She looked at him. She hadn't seen him so close for a long time, and she felt ecstasy in her heart.

No matter how much time passes, the only person who can make her heart beat faster is him.

"I want to see you sooner, but I'm afraid you'll leave. I'm afraid..."

He suddenly embraced her, and months of lovesickness came flooding back at this moment.

"I've always been there," he said.

The tip of Meng Ning's nose felt sore, and it felt like it was a dream. She was in his arms, smelling his scent, which she had been attached to for a long time.

Meng Ning's voice was choked with sobs: "I thought I would never have the chance to be held in your arms again in this life."

Under the orange street lamp, a gust of wind blew, and the leaves fell in succession. The two hugged each other tightly, wishing they could rub each other into their bones and never be separated.

Although the two are divorced, there is no problem with their relationship. Their hearts have always been together.

The moment he hugged her, Fu Tingxiu's heart was filled to the brim. All promises were thrown out of the window. As long as he had her, he could ask for nothing.

At this moment, a white light flashed, and Fu Tingxiu frowned and glanced sharply behind the bushes not far away. He knew that there was someone there, secretly filming the two of them.

That was Fu Yingjie's person. In the past few months, Fu Yingjie had been secretly sending people to monitor him, just to prevent him from going to Meng Ning.

Fu Tingxiu let go of Meng Ning and took Meng Ning's hand: "Get in the car."