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Chapter 3

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    Wen Qinghan's weekends are extremely leisurely, and he has been working like this for several years.

    Some people always complain about why the weekend is not yet reached during the working day, but they feel very empty and boring when the weekend arrives. It is better to be busy at work.

    Although Wen Qinghan never complained, she deeply realized how idle her rest days were, so that sometimes she could only accompany her work.

    After washing up, Wen Qinghan put the clothes to be worn on the bed, glanced at the silent mobile phone inadvertently, Qingqiu's expression on the day of registration of the wedding, and Qingqiu's phone calls and messages emerged in her mind.

    It's been three days, and I really don't have any news for myself.

    The notification on the day Shi Qingqiu left was like a routine for this marriage relationship, it was not sincere, and he would not think about it afterwards.

    This is the way they get along with each other. They have never been close enough to become best friends who can talk about everything, nor will they be so unfamiliar that they break up.  Their lives have been tied together by the two parents since birth. They were playmates from childhood to friends until they got married.

    Wen Qinghan's long hair is longer than Shi Qingqiu's, and the tail of her hair hangs softly and obediently behind her. She stands tall and tall quietly, revealing a bit of an extraordinary charm that does not blend in with the world.  The indescribably elegant Tsinghua University.

    The phone vibrated suddenly, Wen Qinghan came back to his senses, bent over slightly, took the phone and clicked on WeChat, and in the family group was his mother who sent a sentence: breakfast, master and miss.

    Wen Qinghan had no expression on her face, tapped her thumb lightly, and sent a sentence of "Got it", and then threw the phone back on the bed.

    She opened the briefcase, and there was a diary with a white cover in it besides the documents. Instead of reviewing the feelings written down earlier, she directly turned to the latest page. The white paper made her stunned for a while after picking up the pen.  Leng.

    It seems that it is inappropriate to write anything. Compared with the mood in the past, now this heart seems to be suspended in mid-air, neither up nor down, neither happy nor sad.

    Wen Qinghan's expression was always indifferent, she rubbed the body of the pen with her fingertips, finally bent over and put the diary on the bedside table, wrote the date of the wedding day, and finally left a strong sentence:

    We got married.

    When Wen Qinghan went to the dining room, his father Wen Chengxuan was drinking milk while reading the newspaper, he only slightly raised his eyes to look at Wen Qinghan who was approaching, and then continued to stare at the newspaper.

    Mother Zhao Wanyi beckoned: "Qinghan, come quickly and see what to eat."

    Wen Qinghan has a house of her own, and she mostly lives in her own house on weekdays. After get off work on Fridays, she goes back to her parents' house to spend the weekend together. This is her habit for several years and has never changed.  Therefore, whenever Wen Qinghan comes back, the food at home will always be more accommodating to her.

    "Thank you mom, I'll just eat porridge." Wen Qinghan pursed her lips and smiled, went to fill a bowl of porridge and sat down, took a spoonful of it, and she praised softly: "It's delicious."

    Zhao Wanyi took some serving chopsticks and put some vegetables on the small plate in front of her, and said with a smile: "Eat more if it tastes good. If you eat so little, you look thin like Qingqiu. You two have nothing to do with each other.  Like, this is the most similar food intake, they are all people who don't like to eat too much, look at your mother, I am so worried, my hair has turned white."

    The two children were born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, and grew up together. Usually, the elders always like to compare the two when they say something. This is the case with the Wen family, and it is also the case with the Shi family.  In the mouths of the two elders of the Wen family, Shi Qingqiu is the so-called "other people's child". Wen Qinghan has heard of it since she was a child, but she has never felt disgusted.

    Wen Qinghan took another sip of porridge, raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly, "Then I'll eat another bowl later, to repay Mom."

    At this time Wen Chengxuan raised his head, and asked casually as usual: "Qinghan, how is your work during this time?"

    Unlike his wife, Wen Chengxuan almost contracted work inquiries, and most of his openings were concerned with business matters.

    "It's pretty good, Dad, don't worry." Wen Qinghan put down his chopsticks and looked up, and then reported the recent situation: "Recently, the law firm has basically received small cases, and there is no need to worry too much."

    Probably due to his occupation, Wen Qinghan naturally exuded a reassuring atmosphere, Wen Chengxuan nodded in satisfaction, closed the newspaper and said: "Let's have breakfast, go out for a walk or something after eating, play more on weekends, don't  Always work."

    Speaking of this, Zhao Wanyi took advantage of the situation and said: "By the way, how about Qinghan accompanying me to go shopping in the supermarket for a while? I happen to have something I want to buy."

    Wen Qinghan didn't think too much, and when he picked up the chopsticks, he agreed: "Okay, then I will go with Mom."

    Zhao Wanyi wanted Wen Qinghan to accompany her, but she just didn't want her daughter to be at home again.nbsp; Zhao Wanyi was used to her saying no, but now when she heard such a promise, she forgot to choose the pear in her hand, so she hurriedly turned her head to ask her.

    Seeing this, Wen Qinghan interrupted in time: "Mom, I have my own sense of proportion, and I will speak when it is time to speak."

    She always had such a calm appearance, and everyone was used to it. Zhao Wanyi knew that she would not be able to find anything if she asked again, so she simply turned her head and went back to pick pears after saying "That's okay".

    Wen Qinghan accompanied Zhao Wanyi to the supermarket all the time, and on the way back, she received a call from Jian Yizhi, a partner of the law firm, saying that she forgot a document that was urgently needed and did not bring it home, and asked Wen Qinghan to go over and cooperate with her to open it.  Door.

    The gate of the law firm has two floors, the inside and the outside. The key is controlled by the two bosses of the law firm, Wen Qinghan and Jian Yizhi. They must be present to enter smoothly.

    After Wen Qinghan sent Zhao Wanyi home, he drove to the law firm, and met Jian Yizhi in front of the gate.

    Wen Qinghan greeted her and said, "Lawyer Jian, are you still working so hard on weekends?"

    Jian Yizhi glanced at her, crossed her arms and waited for her to come to open the door, and said in a calm voice: "Look at the way he is going out, lawyer Wen let himself go today?"

    The two are not only partners, but also good friends in college, so they always choke on a few words when they meet. They are two calm-tempered people, and they always treat each other differently after a long time.

    Wen Qinghan didn't make any excuses, opened the door and looked sideways: "Go quickly."

    Jian Yizhi smiled, followed by opening the inner door, stepped on her high heels, and walked in. After a while, she came out with a kraft paper bag, which seemed to be conspicuously placed, but she forgot to take it after get off work yesterday.

    When the door was closed, Wen Qinghan said naturally: "Yizhi, Qingqiu and I registered for marriage, just a few days ago." She turned to look at Jian Yizhi, and she saw a rare smile on that peaceful face.  surprised.

    Jian Yizhi remembered that Wen Qinghan did take a day off a few days ago, and what Wen Qinghan said now obviously coincided with that day's vacation.

    She frowned, and asked thoughtfully, "Does she know?"

    Jian Yizhi is the only person who knows Wen Qinghan's inner feelings. When she asked this question, Wen Qinghan naturally understood the meaning. She shook her head slightly, as usual: "She doesn't know. What I told her is that I don't have time  I met too many people in order to fall in love, and used this reason to propose marriage."

    Jian Yizhi doesn't know how Wen Qinghan maintained such a persistent and lasting relationship.

    Flowers that are not fed with nutrients should wither anyway.  Only Wen Qinghan is still alive, or perhaps lingering on his last breath, trying to reach that distant end with a breath.

    "It's a good head start." Jian Yizhi smiled slightly, she couldn't understand such a long emotion, so she tapped Wen Qinghan's shoulder with a kraft paper bag, and said: "If I change it, I'm sure I won't be as persistent as you,  I can only say one thing to you, come on.¡± (Remember this site website: www.hlnovel.com
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