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    Mo Tingchen didn't express his opinion immediately, but stood up unhurriedly.  Wen Yan's heart was a little messy, and he wished he could bring Jing Shaoqing back and beat him up.  She tidied up her emotions and said lightly: "No need to send it off, I'll be leaving first."

    Mark Tingchen reached out and grabbed her wrist: "I'll see you off."

    She frowned slightly: "No need."

    He insisted: "I said, I will send you off."

    In the end, Wen Yan was defeated and got into Mark Tingchen's car, but she was sitting in the back seat.

    The air-conditioning in the car cut off the heat wave outside. Wen Yan looked at the buildings passing by quickly outside the car window, her thoughts went blank, and she couldn't figure out why she didn't persevere until the end, why she took his car If it wasn't for today  Accompanying Chen Mengyao, she probably wouldn't have the chance to eat at the same table with him.

    Suddenly, Mo Tingchen, who had been silent all this time, said, "That night, I'm sorry, I drank too much."

    His tone was indifferent, and there was not much sincerity in it, but at least he apologized. Wen Yan didn't look back on the miserable night, and said in the same tone: "I know you drank too much, so it's okay, but I hope  no more chance."

    He paused: "Next time I won't go to you drunk."

    Meaning you will go to her when you are awake?  !

    Wen Yan couldn't help emphasizing: "I hope you don't look for me when you're sober, and never look for me except for divorce, understand?"

    Just at the traffic light, the car stopped.  Watching the countdown at the red light, Wen Yan had the urge to get out of the car and walk back immediately, but the door was locked, so she didn't want to make it too obvious.

    After ten seconds, Mark Tingchen spoke again: "I accept starting from the beginning, starting from the beginning, and I don't accept divorce. You can use whatever you can think of, do, any means to vent the resentment in your heart, don't tell me  Draw a line."

    Is it an illusion?  Why did she feel that she could hear a hint of pleading in his tone?  It's not like him No matter how bad he is, she can get used to it, but she's not used to this way.

    After the 90-second red light ended and the car was on the road again, she finally came to her senses: "Can't you just let me go?"

    He asked back: "Can you let me go?"

    She gritted her teeth: "Then why didn't you think of letting my dad go? He has been working in your family for so many years. Don't you know that he has a daughter who is raised by himself? I am only eight years oldyou made me even the only one  The relatives are gone, how do you want me to let you go? I don't want to mention the past, and I can't forgive it, so stop here."

    Mo Tingchen's hand holding the steering wheel tightened suddenly, and he suddenly regretted why he didn't stop his mother from carrying out all those things. If nothing had happened at the beginning But after all, his mother was also for him, and he couldn't blame a person with only  his woman.

    ¡®What if I say I didn¡¯t do it?  '

    He wanted to blurt out this sentence many times, but he held it back abruptly, and it was the same this time.  He couldn't be so selfish. In order to clear himself up, he pulled his mother out.

    Soon, the car arrived in front of the dessert shop.  When the car stopped, the door lock hadn't been unlocked, and Wen Yan didn't get out of the car in a hurry, they just kept silent.

    After a few seconds, Mark Tingchen opened the lock: "I can't stop here, I will stick to it until you come back to me."

    Wen Yan didn't speak, and Gu Zi got out of the car.

    Back in the shop, Lan Xiang asked her in surprise, "Did your husband drive you back? You twoshould be reconciled, right?"

    Wen Yan's mind was a little confused: "No, I'm a little tired, take a rest, just leave one of you alone to watch over."

    The first person to enter the store in the afternoon was not the customer, but the staff of the flower shop, holding a large bouquet of bright red roses, which was particularly conspicuous: "Excuse me, is Miss Wen Yan here?"

    Anya who was standing at the counter was a little confused: "Yes This is for her? Who gave it to you?"

    The florist smiled politely: "I don't know, the other party didn't leave a name. If Miss Wen Yan is here, can you call her for me? This has to be delivered to her personally."

    Anya rubbed her eyes and entered the lounge: "Xiaoyan, someone is looking for you."

    Wen Yan didn't fall asleep, and all she could think about was with Mark Tingchen. She got up and came out, and she saw the exaggeratedly big bouquet of flowers at a glance. Under the exquisite black packaging, the rose red was more conspicuous.  You can know the appearance and packaging of the flowers, and they are definitely not cheap: "Give it to me? Who sent it?"

    The person in the flower shop still kept smiling: "Another lady asked your question just now, and I don't know who sent it, I just know who to give it to. If you are Miss Wen Yan, please sign for it."  , I getGo back to work, it's troublesome.  "

    Wen Yan left her name on the receipt. Looking at the bouquet, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was from Mark Tingchen. Although it didn't suit his style, the unusual things he had done were also  Not just this one.  Of course she wouldn't call him directly to ask him, if she asks, can she send it back to him?  He would probably throw it directly into the trash can. It's a pity that such a beautiful flower, no woman doesn't like flowers, and so does she.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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