Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

"I'm not here for a few days. If you need something, you can find Aze." Wen Jili said the next day when he sent Qin Jing to the gate of Yuehuang Mansion.

Qin Jing squinted her eyes. Wen Jili always had endless calls these two days. She knew he was busy, so she just squeezed time to stay in City Y to accompany her for two days.

Qin Jing nodded, "Then you have to be careful when you go out by yourself. The Chinese New Year is approaching, and there are so many people in chaos." After thinking about it, he added shyly, "Well, I still have to come back earlier."

Wen Jili raised his hand to touch Qin Jing's face, and smiled seductively, "Tell me, do you look like a little wife who is waiting for her husband to come home?"

Qin Jing blushed, getting along so well these two days, she really couldn't bear him to leave so soon, she smiled shyly, "I won't tell you anymore. Anyway, be careful." [

When Qin Jing turned his head and wanted to trot into the building, he was pulled by Wen Jili's wrist, and he gently put his arms around her waist. He left her, and sympathetically adjusted the scarf around her neck.

Looking at that small face, eyes filled with reluctance, "Remember to eat well. Don't faint from hunger. If you are too tired at work, ask your colleagues to help. You must know that you are not alone now. Even if you don't feel sorry for yourself, you can help Our kids think about it. Huh?"

The last word "um" was spoken by Wen Jili in a nasal voice, against his handsome face and concerned expression, listening to his low magnetic and gentle voice, Qin Jing felt her nose sore, she nodded.

"Okay, let's go in. Don't get too cold." Wen Jili handed the food box to Qin Jing and rubbed her hair.

In another tall building next to the Yuehuang Building, Shan Yudong put his hands in his trouser pockets diagonally, looking at the two tenderly whispering below through the floor-to-ceiling glass, his long and narrow peach eyes are as deep as an ancient pool, and as sharp as a falcon.

Yun Xingyue next to him brought two steaming cups of coffee, and handed one of them to Shan Yudong, "Shan Zi."

Shan Yudong took the cup, took a sip, roared as the bitter coffee poured down, let out a slight breath, and glanced at the person below again from the brow.

The woman had already entered the building with the food box, and when the man saw the woman disappeared from his sight, he also walked back to the car and drove away.

He paced back to the large fabric sofa and sat down, with his legs crossed, one hand bent on the armrest of the sofa, his fist resting on his head, his eyes drooping in thought, his expression dignified and cold.

"Tuanzi, she told me yesterday that she is very happy." After a long time, Shan Yudong spoke up.

Yun Xingyue was startled, and immediately pursed her lips.

"Shanzi, Wen Jili has started to investigate us. The matter of Wen Shuyu is also very well prepared. As long as he signs the consent form, the threatened people at the Central Committee will definitely push him out. It should be for the dead ghost. Now that Wen Jili is investigating, his father may also be vigilant, and this matter may take a little longer. If Qin Shaowan's matter is used to hinder Wen Jili..."

Before Yun Xingyue finished speaking, Shan Yudong interrupted her by raising her hand.

He turned his gaze to the floor-to-ceiling glass again, and looked at the floor where Xia Qinnuo, the Yuehuang Daxia, was on the opposite side. It seemed that he could see what she was doing through layers of space and gas barriers.

"She is very happy. Tuanzi, she is the first woman I fell in love with, and I can't ruin her happiness because of me. Let's leave Qin Shaowan's affairs alone. My goal is the old man of the Wen family. Wait for the matter of the Wen family to be resolved." Now, let’s go back to France. I haven’t shown up here for a long time, and the elders over there have objections.”