Dear Mr. Shi

"What's wrong with Anno?" Han Qianqian asked urgently, and walked in Zhaozhao away, and went to the bed to see if there was anything wrong with Anno.

Although her injury is still not completely healed, it is no longer possible to walk normally on the ground.

Wen Zhaozhao stood by the door with a gloomy expression: "Drunk."

Han Qianqian looked at the bed again, Shi Annuo was already asleep, and when she was sure that Shi Annuo was really fine.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned to look at Wen Zhaozhao, with a cold expression and a cold tone: "Wen Zhaozhao, I know what you are thinking about, retreating to advance. You don't think so, An Connaught will fall in love with you."

Wen Zhaozhao hooked his lips and sneered: "I don't want to chat with you, because you really don't have the right to tell me this."

Han Qianqian's face was slightly ugly, "What are you talking about? I am not qualified?"

Wen Zhaozhao replied firmly: "Yes, don't forget, who hurt Anno like that in the first place, and who made Anno come out of the pain, and the person who hurt him is you, you say you are now What qualifications are there to talk about love here?"

A weird slid across her eyes, Han Qianqian sneered, "So what? He doesn't love you after all, and he loves me after all."

After faintly lowering his eyes and thinking, Wen Zhaozhao stared at her and said: "If you love me or not, it is not you who has the final say, but Anno has the final say. This earth is round, and there is no one in this world who cannot live without one. , Anno can live well without you, and people are changing, and the pace of people is always moving forward. No one will stay in place forever, being hurt, trampled and painful but still waiting for you stupidly, too. You need your respect, giving and responding, but what have you done to Anno from the beginning to the end?"

Han Qianqin got angry and raised her voice: "You don't need to teach me here, you, an outsider, will never understand between me and Anno."

Wen Zhaozhao laughed so hard not to ridicule: "Don't forget, I am his wife. To talk about outsiders, it seems that you are an outsider."

"Wife, do you think that Anno was wrong when he came back from the hospital that day? Would you like to know what happened in the hospital that day?" Han Qianqian sneered triumphantly: "He thought I was going to die, I asked him He still loves me or not, he said he loves, he only loves me, I said I can’t live without him, I asked him if he would like to divorce, if he would stay with me, he said yes."

Wen Zhaozhao's whole body trembled slightly, and the hands that hung beside him formed into fists.

Han Qianqian smiled and continued: "Wen Zhaozhao, I really hate him, why do you always stand beside you timidly, looking at us helplessly, but the little bird clings to him like a human being. Ah, gentle and delicate, men should like it, but unfortunately it will never be the type that Anno likes."

Wen Zhaozhao closed his eyes and stabilized his emotions before he sneered: "Didn't you just say that I was advancing by retreating? It's a good way. I hadn't thought of it before, so maybe I can really retreat and advance. , Don’t be at a loss, just see who Anno will choose in the end.”

Talking, turning around...

Han Qianqian frowned when she saw her posture as if she was about to leave, "What do you want to do?"

"Leave here, come to retreat. By the way, he drank a lot of alcohol, and he will definitely have a headache the next day. You'd better prepare him a cup of ginseng tea or sober soup," Wen Zhaozhao said. He said nothing, and closed the door smoothly.