The Romance Of Mr. Walton

Warmly shook his head: "I am not you, so my opinion does not represent much."

"Ting Chi is so good to me, in fact, I can't bear it, but...oh, I'm really entangled, I just want to hear, if I change to someone else, how will I choose, and I will... hesitate like me Are you sure?"

Wen Qing Nuzui: "If it were me, I would first consider whether I love this man or whether this man loves me. If these two conditions are met, I will not hesitate. After all, this is the crystallization of love. Of course I To be born.

Moreover, you and the second master are husband and wife, and the second master wants you to give birth to this child because he wants a child. As your husband, the father of this child, he is fully qualified to ask you to give birth to this child. "

She felt that Ye Wanluo's biggest problem right now was probably not correcting her position.

She didn't want to give birth to this child, not because of the second master's leg, nor because she was afraid that she could not take care of it.

She didn't want to, just because the child was not from the person she loved.

But she really can't understand why she should marry if she doesn't love?

She hurt Huo Tingshen and delayed Huo Tingchi. She herself was unhappy, so why bother.

From the standpoint of an outsider, she felt that Ye Wanluo's idea of ​​marrying someone she didn't love but not giving birth to a child was very selfish.

But she is just an outsider, and she thinks it is no different from others' gossip.

Ye Wanluo stood there, lost in thought.

Wenqing raised her wrist and looked at the time: "Miss Ye, I can't leave my school for too long, I have to go back first."

Ye Wanluo returned to his senses and smiled at her easygoingly: "Miss Wen, I'm sorry, it took you so long. I must think about this when I go back. You go back too."

Nodded warmly, turned around and walked a few steps, then turned his head again: "Miss Ye."

Ye Wanluo looked at her.

Warmly said: "Not all children will despise their parents because of others' ridicule. As long as the children are kind enough to be educated by their parents and their hearts are full of sunshine, things will not develop in the direction you worry about."

Ye Wanluo condensed his eyebrows without making a sound.

Wenqing nodded to her and turned back to school.

Ye Wanluo looked at the warmth of leaving far away, her eyes slightly cold.

Back in the office, Wenqing opened the drawer and glanced at the men's clothing inside, feeling depressed.

There are only two people in the office, she and Huang Ya. Seeing that her face is not so good, Huang Ya asked: "What's wrong with you? Has something happened?"

She raised her eyes to Huang Ya, shook her head, pursed her lips and smiled: "Nothing."

"But you have a weird expression."

Warmly, he moved forward: "Teacher Huang, you said, what does it mean for a man to buy clothes for his married ex-girlfriend?"

Huang Ya stared at her face for a long time: "Could it be San Ye..."

Warm and depressed: "Yeah."

Huang Ya asked, "Do you think... Third Master still loves that person?"

"I... don't know," Wen Qing said, "I didn't even figure out what the relationship was between them, but... when I first met him, he still cared about that woman."

"That woman won't be his first love, right."

Warmth thought for a while: "It should be... yes."

Huang Ya scratched her eyebrows: "I think, men are actually just like women. First love is unforgettable."

The tenderness is tight, first love... the most unforgettable, she has heard this many times.

"But Teacher Wen, you don't have to worry too much. Isn't that woman already married? As the third master, if he really loves that woman so deeply, then he won't let her marry someone else. After all, in this North City, few people dare to **** a woman from San Ye, right?"

Wenqing reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, and he would not give in to others, but that person was his second brother.

Nodded warmly, sat upright, and opened the school documents that he had just received.

There are some things, there is no way to talk to Teacher Huang too carefully, after all, this is the Huo family's business, she can't talk too much.

After work in the evening, Teacher Huang, Teacher Li and Teacher Yin both left first, sitting at the desk warmly for ten minutes, then opened the cabinet, took out the men's clothing bag, and left the school.

Master Chen's car picked her up at the door.

After getting in the car, she stared at the bag beside her in a daze for a while.

When she got out of the car, she put the bag in the car and did not take it off.

She decided not to give him this dress.

After she left, Lao Chen cleaned up the car for a while, ready to leave the car here and leave work.

When he opened the rear door of the car, he found a bag stuffed underneath.

He took out the bag and took a look, then took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Wenqing.

Before the number was dialed, Huo Tingshen's car drove over.

He took the phone back, closed the door, and walked towards Huo Tingshen who got out of the car: "San Ye, you are back."

Huo Ting replied deeply. When he was about to go upstairs, Old Chen said: "San Ye, Miss Wen left this bag on the car. I was about to call her, or else you are tired and bring it to her. Right."

Huo Tingshen glanced at the clothes in the bag, which turned out to be men's clothing.

He raised his eyebrows, pulled out the clothes in the bag, glanced at it and couldn't help smiling.

"Okay, you and Lao Qin will get off work."

He walked upstairs briskly.

When he came back, Wenqing just came out of the bedroom and put on his home clothes.

When she saw the bag in his hand, she raised her eyebrows and pointed at the bag: "How are you..."

Huo Tingshen looked at her with a wicked smile: "Are you a woman smart or stupid? Can gifts you give to people fall in the car?"

He shook the bag in front of him: "I just saw it. It's my favorite style, not bad."

As he spoke, he put the bag aside.

Take out the clothes, "I will try them on for you."

"I won't give it to you anymore," upon seeing this, Wenqing hurried forward to grab it.

But Huo Tingshen held her hands high, so that she couldn't catch her: "I bought everything, and I got it, but you can't say it? No way."

"I just won't give it," she took a step back, unhappy.

Seeing that she was really angry, Huo Tingshen raised his eyebrows: "Who provoked you?"

"No one provokes me, you return this dress to me, I will return it tomorrow."

Huo Tingshen did not say anything, and tore off the sign directly: "I can't get it back, it's mine."

"If you tear off the tag, I won't give it to you."

"The reason?"

She looked frustrated: "You are wearing six-figure starting clothes. The clothes you gave to Miss Ye are also nearly seven-figure, but I don’t know how to give you a set of 800 yuan. Clothes, I feel ashamed, let's go."

"Miss Ye?" He wondered: "You mean, I gave Ye Wanluo clothes?"