When he got in the car, he found that Wen Yan was in the co-pilot this time. He set off in no hurry, turned on the air conditioner, and tried to find a topic. He didn't even notice that his every move was so cautious: "Go back so early , can you sleep?"
Wen Yan smiled slightly at him: "Clean up, take a shower, and fall asleep when you're tired. To be honest, I'm sleepy now. After all, I'm tired every day. You use your brain to make money, and I use my physical strength .¡±
He paused: "Actually, you can also use your brain"
Wen Yan tentatively joked with him: "Use your brain to be Mrs. Mu and let you take care of me? Stop making trouble, you know I don't like to be taken care of by others. Mark Tingchen, I've thought about it, Yaoyao and Young Master Jing Qing might get married, and you have such a good relationship with Jing Shaoqing, we will see each other with our heads down in the future, and I can't hate you to the point where I want you to die, but I can't continue to be Mrs. Mu, so Do you want to consider divorce? It's good to be ordinary friends."
Only then did Mark Tingchen understand what she was planning, to be friends with him? Not everyone can be a friend of Mark Tingchen's. The word "friend" means to draw a clear line with him. He wants him to watch her dangle in front of him and not touch her. Is it possible?
"Yanyan, when did you learn to joke? It's not funny at all. If it's the kind of friend you can have a relationship with, I'll consider it. If it's ordinary, forget it."
Wen Yan couldn't hold back anymore: "Mo Tingchen!"
Mark Tingchen raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly: "You were the one who teased me first. To tell you the truth, I not only want your body, but also your whole person. You promised yourself that you would not bring up divorce. As long as I don't leave, you are Mu Tingchen." Mrs."
Wen Yan was in a hurry and didn't want to talk to him anymore. This was the rhythm of the conversation: "Send me home, or put me down and go back by myself!"
Mark Tingchen started the car: "Of course I'm the one who will see you off and my own woman home. It's only right and proper."
She was so angry that she tugged on her seat belt fiercely to vent her anger. There was no need to remind her of her identity all the time!
I don't know why, but Mark Tingchen thought her angry behavior was very cute, and he didn't mind her behavior at all: "Pull it, that thing is worthless, as long as you are happy."
Arriving downstairs in the community, Wen Yan closed the car door mercilessly when she got out of the car, she was still venting her anger, the 'snap' sounded even her flesh hurting, this car is the most used and favorite car by Mark Tingchen Otherwise, it would not be brought to this city for use.
Mark Tingchen frowned subconsciously and said nothing. Just as he was about to get out of the car, his mobile phone rang suddenly. Seeing that the caller ID was Butler Lin, he decided to answer the phone first: "Hello? What's the matter?"
On the other end of the phone, Butler Lin's tone was serious and dull: "Young master, the glutinous rice balls are gone. It rained heavily last night. For some reason, it ran out in the middle of the night. We couldn't find it for several hours. It was on the road one kilometer away this morning. The grass on the edge was found, and the veterinarian saidhe had lived to the end of his life, but Tang Yuan is actually very old, he used to be a wanderer, and his physique was not particularly goodthe last time in Mu's house was pretty good."
Mark Tingchen had a headache, and angrily punched the steering wheel: "How can a cat not be able to see it?! Wen Yan was fine when she handed it to me, how can I tell her now that she is dead? What if You guys watched it last night, it won¡¯t die so fast! The glutinous rice balls died outside, would she believe me when I said it was a natural death?!¡±
Butler Lin didn't speak, as if he was waiting to be punished. After a while, Mark Tingchen calmed down a little: "Okay, hang up if there is nothing else to do, and I will handle the rest by myself." After speaking, he hung up the phone, took a deep breath before getting out of the car and entering the car. out of the district.
After he knocked on the door, Wen Yan did not open the door for him, but asked through the door: "What's the matter?"
It was fine before, but now there is: "Business, open the door."
Hearing his tone didn't sound like a joke, Wen Yan opened the door a crack with doubts, and seeing his serious face, she had a bad premonition in her heart: "What what's wrong?"
Mark Mo Tingchen opened the door and walked in, sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette: "The glutinous rice balls are gone."
Wen Yan's body froze, his face turned pale: "What's the matter? It should have been fine before you came here, right? When did it happen?"
He gave a rough overview of the situation, and Wen Yan really didn't believe that Tangyuan died naturally, and growled emotionally: "How could it be possible to die naturally?! Aren't normal cats able to live for more than ten years? It's not that old at all, it must be It was because you didn't tell someone to take good care of it before you left! I should have taken it away I shouldn't have left it to you!"
Mark Mo Ting-chen didn't quibble. He used to not like small animals, especially furry ones. He also hated glutinous rice balls when they first came in, but later he slowly tried to accept them for her sake.?He also really likes that little guy, and he even regretted why he didn't bring the glutinous rice balls with him when he came here, so that Wen Yan couldn't even see the glutinous rice balls for the last time. Although this matter was not his fault, he still didn't have the confidence to get rid of it.
He also knew that glutinous rice balls were not only pets for Wen Yan, but also a spiritual sustenance, and he could understand her reaction. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com