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Chapter 45: The First Man

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    The spoon in Wen Yan's hand stirred the steaming porridge in the bowl unhurriedly, and did not respond to Mama Liu's suggestion.

    Mark Tingchen looked for her for so long last night, is it because of responsibility?  She never felt that she could control his behavior. If he didn't want to go home, even if she knelt down and begged him, he would only feel disgusted.

    The news on the Internet is still fermenting, and Mark Tingchen has not responded positively, and even donated an elementary school on the last day before the Spring Festival.

    When Wen Yan was flipping through the news, he accidentally found the latest one. It was a photo of her secretly photographed in the hospital. In the photo, she was lying on the bed pale and looking lifeless. The whole content was to question whether Mark Ting-chen  The domestic violence against her led to her being hospitalized, questioning whether Mark Tingchen's gentle and jade-like personality in the past is real I think the person who came outside the hospital ward was a candid photographer.

    She subconsciously refuted in the comment area, but soon her comments were covered by a large number of netizens. Perhaps in the past, Mark Tingchen's behavior was never criticized by others. The good and bad comments were mixed. There was no one-sidedness. Those who were not good  The evaluation is mostly mixed with a sour smell.

    There was an id that caught her attention. That id never tires of abusing those with dirty mouths in the comment area. Compared with those full of sour smells, this id also swears, but I don't know how much cuter it is.

    If she remembered correctly, it was Chen Mengyao's usual ID. Although Chen Mengyao hadn't contacted her since the news broke, there was no need to say anything about her attitude.

    When she helped Mama Liu paste the word "Fu" on the gate together, she was a little uneasy, Mama Liu took the word "Fu" from her hand: "Come on, this word "Fu" should be pasted upside down, it is the word "Fu".  To', understand? You haven't recovered from your cold, go to rest, be careful not to catch a cold, and call the young master when you are free."

    Wen Yan didn't say a word, she didn't know how to communicate with Mark Tingchen, the difference of ten years seemed to be separated by a gap.

    Back in the room, she took out her mobile phone and called him. Unexpectedly, the call was answered in seconds. She collected herself and asked, "Are you coming back tomorrow?"

    On the other end of the phone, Mark Tingchen's voice was a little fuzzy, as if he hadn't woken up: "Yes."

    Just such a word, the phone was hung up directly.

    During dinner, Mama Liu said: "I have to go home tomorrow, Lao Lin won't leave, and there are people in the kitchen, if the young master comes back tomorrow, you will find a way to keep him, you know?"

    Wen Yan nodded: "He said it back, I don't know if he will change his mind temporarily."

    Liu Ma comforted: "Don't worry, as long as the young master agrees, he will come back."

    On the second day, the red lanterns outside the gate were particularly conspicuous, filled with the joy of the Spring Festival.  Mama Liu has already gone back to her hometown, butler Lin never talks much, and just asks her to eat and take medicine on time when she wakes up.

    Mo Tingchen didn't know when she would come back. She sent a message of congratulations to Chen Mengyao, chatted for a while, felt sleepy after taking the medicine, so she squinted on the sofa for a while.

    At night, it was so boring that the whole Mu's house was still deserted, and other people's houses were brightly lit, and the whole family was happy. She hadn't experienced that feeling for many years

    At seven o'clock in the evening, Lin Butler asked, "Madam, do you want to call the young master again?"

    Before Wen Yan could speak, Jiang Yanyan's delicate voice suddenly came from the door: "Brother Tingchen, will my sister be unhappy when I come to your place for New Year's Eve?"

    Her breathing was stagnant, today is New Year's Eve, and Mark Tingchen actually brought Jiang Yanyan back!

    "If you were afraid, you wouldn't have come." Mark Tingchen's voice had a hint of coldness.

    Jiang Yanyan said coquettishly, "I hate it~"

    Steward Lin looked at Wen Yan, hesitated to speak, and went forward: "Master."

    Mark Tingchen gave an 'um', and then asked, "Is the house ready?"

    Butler Lin replied: "It's ready, and everything that needs to be distributed will be distributed."

    Mark Tingchen took out a card and handed it to Butler Lin: "This is yours. You have worked hard this year."

    It's like this every year. Mark Tingchen is very generous to his family's servants, and Lin Butler didn't refuse: "It should."

    The food was quickly put on the table. Mark Tingchen took Jiang Yanyan and sat down at the dining table. Wen Yan subconsciously lowered his head not to look at them, but they were sitting opposite her. The two of them were so close, as if  she is the outsider

    "Sister, my parents went abroad for vacation. I was too bored by myself, so I came here with Brother Tingchen. You don't mind, do you?" Jiang Yanyan fiddled with the huge diamond ring on her finger, feeling cloyingly sweet  There was a hint of provocation in the smile.

    "It has nothing to do with me." Wen Yan didn't look at her, and ate alone.

      Jiang Yanyan didn't see the expression she wanted on Wen Yan's face, she was a little unwilling: "You seem unhappy"

    Happy?  Ah¡­¡­

    Wen Yan took a deep breath, looked up at Jiang Yanyan suddenly, and showed a generous smile: "No, I'm very happy, the house was very deserted in previous years, and there was no human touch, but this year is different.  "

    The smile on Jiang Yanyan's face froze. She couldn't believe that she would be so indifferent. Just about to make another attack, Mark Tingchen suddenly got up and said coldly, "I don't have an appetite. I'm going to the study first."

    Jiang Yanyan nodded obediently: "Okay."

    As soon as Mark Tingchen left, Jiang Yanyan changed her face: "Wen Yan, you are really tolerant. Or do you not care about Brother Tingchen at all? What you miss is Shen who is far away from abroad.  How about you? Even if you travel across the sea, you still want to see him. In this case, why don't you divorce Brother Tingchen and fulfill us."

    Wen Yan sneered, picked up some vegetables and put them in Jiang Yanyan's bowl: "Eat."

    Jiang Yanyan gritted her teeth angrily: "What on earth do you mean?! You obviously don't care about Brother Tingchen at all, do you?!"

    Wen Yan didn't speak any more, and only said after eating silently: "I've finished eating, you take your time."

    Jiang Yanyan was so angry that she didn't move her chopsticks at all, and went upstairs into the study angrily: "Brother Tingchen~ I don't think my sister likes you at all. I thought she would be angry when I came here today, but I was still very worried  But she was not only not angry, but also very happy, and actually helped me to pick up food. Everyone said that the first love is the most unforgettable, and my sister's first man was Shen Jie, and she probably will never forget it in her life, Brother Tingchen,  You might as well fulfill them~"

    Hearing the words 'the first man', Mark Tingchen's perfect face was instantly covered with thin ice, and he lit a cigarette: "Fulfillment? I don't have these two words here." (Remember this site  URL: www.hlnovel.com
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