The video of Mark Tingchen's interview quickly exploded on the Internet. Wen Yan didn't know about it yet, and she was overwhelmed with business matters.
Until Tang Can rushed into the office: "Wen Yan!"
Wen Yan looked up at him casually, puzzled by the ecstatic look on his face: "What's so happy about it?"
Tang Can's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and for a moment she didn't know how to tell Wen Yan the great news. Wen Yan stared at him, feeling more and more confused: "What the hell gone?"
Tang Can collected himself, took a deep breath, and then said, "Before I say anything, you have to be mentally prepared."
Wen Yan thought it was a little funny, so he simply put down his work and looked at him seriously: "Okay, tell me, let me see how exciting it is."
Tang Can stepped forward and played Mark Tingchen's interview video to her. Looking at the familiar person, familiar face, and familiar voice on the screen, the relaxed look on Wen Yan's face gradually became stiff. When I got up, there was pain, ecstasy, and disbelief!
She grabbed the phone and looked at it carefully. She played the not too long video countless times, and then asked in a trembling voice uncertainly: "Is this fake?" Tingchen looks similar to someone, but his speech, manners, every frown and smile, every movement and detail are exactly the same as Mo Tingchen. What she didn't believe was that he would suddenly come back alive. She didn't want to let herself be full of hope for a moment, and then despair again.
Tang Can said decisively: "It's true! What are you doubting? This is the real Mu Tingchen! Mr. Mu is not dead, he is back! The first thing he does when he comes back is to clarify that you and Ye Junjue did not harm him, he You should be home soon! Don't you want to go back and have a look?!"
Wen Yan didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a moment. She smiled and laughed, and the tears fell. The joy washed away the painful feeling accumulated before, and the strong shock made her unbearable. Laughing and crying like a lunatic, when he came back to his senses, he thought of going to look for Mark Tingchen!
She wants to see if he is really back, and she wants to confirm that this is not a dream!
She had dreamed of him coming back for countless days and nights, and she had long since dared not dream about it lightly.
On the way back to Mu's house, she asked Chen Nuo to drive as fast as she could, and Chen Nuo nervously steered the steering wheel: "Madam, I can't go any faster, it's already fast enough, what's the rush? Two red lights"
Wen Yan didn't speak, and looked at the scenery outside the car window excitedly and restlessly, until the car stopped at the door of Mu's house, she couldn't wait to jump out of the car and rush in, but she was disappointed, Mo Tingchen didn't come back, Mu Zhai still followed him Same as when she was away, Chen Mengyao took her two children to play in the courtyard, and everything was as usual.
The disappointment in her heart is only a little bit. The source of the interview video is very strict and will not be fake, so Mark Tingchen should not be home yet.
Seeing her suddenly coming back, Chen Mengyao asked strangely, "Xiaoyan, what are you doing?" Why did you come back suddenly? Did you forget to take something? '
Wen Yan picked up Xiaotuanzi and kissed him: "Take out your phone and check out the latest trending searches."
Chen Mengyao dubiously followed what she said, turned on her mobile phone and checked the news. When she saw Mu Tingchen, Chen Mengyao's eyes widened: "He's not dead?! He's back?! Fuck Fuck I really am I really don't know what words to use to describe my mood at the moment, I just said that his life is tough, Xiaoyan, he will definitely not leave you behind, maybe he is on his way back now!"
Wen Yan also agreed with what Chen Mengyao said, and planned to wait at home, but he didn't know that Mo Tingchen's thoughts diverged from hers. He went to the company, thinking that she was busy there.
When Mark Ting-chen appeared in the Mu's Group Building, from the gate to the 46th floor, the rate of return was 100%. If there was no housekeeper Lin following him, I am afraid that most people would not believe that he is the real Mark Ting-chen .
All the way to the office, he didn't see Wen Yan's figure. Mark Tingchen was a little surprised, and asked the demented David, "Where is he?"
David stared at him, stuttering with excitement: "Mrs Madam seems to be back home. Tang Can came to look for her excitedly, as if she knew you were back. Mr. Mu, are you alright?"
Mark Tingchen said lightly: "What can I do?"
With that said, he walked to the desk and sat down. The chair still smelled of Wen Yan's perfume. She even started to use perfume, but the scent was very light, and it smelled a little sweet, which suited her temperament. He took a look at the half-finished business affairs she had placed on the desk, and helped her organize them. For a while, sheMust be exhausted.
Seeing him start to 'work' casually, David asked tentatively: "Mr. Mu, are you not going to contact your wife?"
Mark Tingchen said without raising his head: "I'll help her deal with today's company affairs, so that she won't have to come over again. I'll go back when I'm done. Let her have a good rest."
David was at a loss for words for a moment. Mark Tingchen was so calm in such a scene. Didn't he want to rush back immediately to have sex with his wife and children? Can he be so calm, is he still a normal person? It's as if this is not the afterlife, but a business trip!
However, David only dared to complain in his heart, but did not dare to speak out.
It was already two hours after the company's affairs were finished. Mo Tingchen finally stood up and said to Butler Lin, "Let's go, Uncle Lin, go home."
Butler Lin responded and left the office with him.
Returning to the familiar city and breathing the familiar air, Mark Tingchen has never felt so lucky.
In the past few months, the air he breathed was full of fishy smells and various unpleasant smells, and what he heard in his ears were all English with a local accent. It feels so good to be back.
Arriving at Mu's house, when he walked to the gate, his footsteps stopped. He has been away for so long, what kind of expression will Wen Yan have when we meet again?
Xiaotuanzi's playful voice reached his ears, driving him to move forward. Xiaotuanzi suddenly rushed out of the room: "Daddy is back!"
Every time Xiaotuanzi heard the sound of a car, he would come out to have a look. Only this time, Mo Tingchen really came back.
Along with them were Chen Mengyao and Wen Yan who were holding their children.
Wen Yan and Mark Tingchen looked at each other. For a few seconds, it seemed as long as centuries. Although they didn't speak to each other, there were thousands of words in their eyes. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com