Before divorcing the actor, he was picked up all over the Internet and immediately became a hot sear

Now the atmosphere is very weird.

Although it was not the first time that Xiao Tingzhi and Han Wuyan confronted each other, Mei Xiao, who was sitting in a wheelchair, always felt that the atmosphere was different.

The weather was gloomy and drizzling, but Mei Xiao's body wasn't wet like hair, because Xiao Tingzhi, who was pushing the wheelchair, held an umbrella for her, while his own expensive suit was soaked through. of.

Han Wuyan was also holding an umbrella, standing there calmly, waving to Mei Xiao.

"The funeral is over, and you are also sending Grandma Xiao off for the last time. Come home with me today and have a good rest."

Mei Xiao nodded in agreement, this was an agreement between her and Han Wuyan, to go home with him to recuperate after the funeral.

Xiao Tingzhi stood behind her and said, "Shall we leave now? It's better to go back to Xiao's house and have dinner before leaving. Uncle Ming made your favorite bowl cake."

Han Wuyan didn't hear what Xiao Tingzhi said to Mei Xiao when he bowed his head, but felt that his big hands were wet by the drizzle, but he was still tightly gripping the armrest of the wheelchair and refused to let go.

Mei Xiao turned her head, "Don't bother, Uncle Ming has been troubled these few days, I'd better go home and solve the problem of eating by myself."

Do you think it's just about eating?Xiao Ting's thoughts.

Xiao Tingzhi's hand still did not intend to let go of the armrest, "When will you resume work and go to the film crew?"

"The police have done about the same in obtaining evidence and taking notes in the past few days. It is estimated that the crew will start working in the next two days. I don't want to affect the progress of others, so I should start working together."

"You still have plaster casts on your hands and feet."

"I want to dismantle it."

"No, crooked bones are not a trivial matter. You can't be willful. I'll take you to an orthopedic specialist tomorrow before making a decision."

"Don't bother you..."

Xiao Tingzhi got angry again, "Do you still want to go home?"

Mei Xiao closed her mouth tightly, not daring to continue speaking.Because Xiao Tingzhi insisted on letting her follow him from the beginning of the funeral in the morning, Mei Xiao felt that if she really refused him again, he might not let her go home.

"It's time to go home."

Mei Xiao stretched out her hand and squeezed the push rod next to the armrest of the wheelchair, and pushed it a few times without pushing it.She turned her head to look at Xiao Tingzhi behind her, but Xiao Tingzhi didn't look at her, but looked at Han Wuyan at the same level.

Mei Xiao said, "Ting Zhi."

This soft cry seemed to pull Xiao Tingzhi back from the endless abyss, and he let go of his hand.His dream awoke.

Han Wuyan drove home.All the way without words.

The air pressure inside the car was so low that Mei Xiao couldn't breathe.

There had never been such a low air pressure between her and Han Wuyan, and she knew that it was deliberately created by Han Wuyan.

"You brought me to your house?"

"I'm afraid that no one will take care of you when you go home."

Mei Xiao visited curiously, "I didn't take a closer look last time when you were drunk, but today I found out that the house of the great producer is different from what I imagined."

"What's the difference?"

Mei Xiao looked at Han Wuyan for a long time, and reasoned, "You should be very attractive because you are so beautiful. I always think you should be the kind of person who has a lot of interest in life, but there is no anger in your room."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Mei Xiao felt that Han Wuyan's face looked much better.

Han Wuyan walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, "Maybe all the vitality in my house is you."

"It turns out that I am so important."

"Yeah, you may only catch a glimpse occasionally in other people's homes, but it's everything here with me."

Mei Xiao asked, "Big producer, what can you cook for me?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"Can I still order food?"

"Although I don't know if you want to eat the Manchu Banquet, I still cook ordinary home-cooked dishes. After all, I usually live alone."

Mei Xiao was also happy. Sitting in the wheelchair, she raised her eyelids, pretending to be bossy and said, "Then I'll see how the producer Han is doing on the spot today."

"okay."

After a while, three dishes and one soup were placed on the table.

Steamed shad, tomato scrambled eggs, green pepper and potato shreds, a bowl of bacon and winter melon soup.

"Wow, Han Wuyan, I don't know how many surprises you have?"

"I moved you so much after just one meal, how bad did Xiao Tingzhi treat you before?"

Han Wuyan had a casual smile on his face, but his words were cold.

Mei Xiao picked up the chopsticks and heyed twice, Han Wuyan poured her a glass of red wine.

"Drink some wine and wait to sleep more peacefully."

Mei Xiao raised her red wine glass and said solemnly, "Thank you, Han Wuyan. I originally thought you would be unhappy if I went to Xiao's funeral, but I was too worried."

"Such a big incident happened in the Tingzhi family, and Grandma Xiao, who loved you the most, passed away. How could I be unhappy because of this incident?"

"I don't think I'm a villain."

"As long as you know."