Mark Tingchen did not say a word, the expression on his face was dim under the dim light, there was no moonlight tonight, and the darkness spread wantonly, as if to swallow everything up.
After two seconds, he let go of her wrist, but then easily picked up her slender waist, and rushed into the theme amidst her exclamation.
I don't know when, there was thunder outside, but it couldn't hide the ripples in the room. When the long and continuous thunder was replaced by the sound of rain, everything in the house also subsided, except for the slightly heavy breathing and the pattering of the two people. The sound of rain echoed.
When Mark Tingchen fell asleep, Wen Yan got up and went to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, she sighed helplessly at her haggard self.
Suddenly, she vaguely heard the ringing of her mobile phone, and she opened the door reflexively to go out. Sure enough, her mobile phone was buzzing, she stepped forward and immediately turned it on mute, and glanced at Mark Tingchen, he just turned over and was not disturbed Awake. She breathed a sigh of relief, took the phone back to the bathroom to listen: "Hello?"
On the other end of the phone, it was Ye Junjue: "The things have been sent to your email. I didn't want to call you so late, but after thinking about it, it's safer to tell you. I'm afraid that someone will find out before you see it. After all, this matter is more serious than it is serious." .¡±
Wen Yan said in a low voice: "Thank you, I'm sorry to trouble you, but you still call me at such a late hour, I will treat you to dinner another day."
Ye Junjue seemed to be smiling: "Are you being polite to me? Forget it, hang up first, I'm going home, Rui Rui is asleep, don't wake her up."
Hanging up the phone, Wen Yan checked the email, and there was a video of a man huddled in a corner begging for mercy with a look of fear on his face. The surrounding environment was a bit dirty, like a low-rent apartment somewhere, and someone asked the man: "Say, who told you to do it? What did you do?"
The man seemed to be afraid of being beaten, so he stretched out his hand to protect his head, and said submissively: "A pretty woman asked me to do it. In a big venue, I made a hand and foot for the headlight, so that the light was in a similar position." Falling in time can be regarded as a technical job. I disagreed at first because I was afraid of accidents, and I couldn¡¯t run away if someone died, but I was short of money, and my daughter had leukemia, and she gave me so much money. Tens of thousands, otherwise I wouldn¡¯t do such a conscienceless thing. I never heard that people were killedWho are you? I said everything, don¡¯t hit me"
Someone took out a mobile phone and put it in front of the man's eyes. On the screen of the mobile phone was a picture of An Shirley: "Is it this woman?"
The man took a look and nodded desperately: "It's her! I was struck by lightning when I lied! I won't admit it, because she is so good-looking, so I remember it very clearly!"
The video ended here. Wen Yan watched it several times, and the hand holding the phone was trembling slightly. It was too scarySo An Xueli's scene of rescuing Mark Tingchen was directed and acted by herself? ? Why do you want to do this? Did he want to kill Mark Tingchen, but then regretted it? Or did he just want to pretend to save Mark Tingchen?
Reminiscent of what An Xueli said in her sleep when she was hospitalized, Wen Yan's heart sank. An Xueli seemed to have extreme resentment towards Mark Tingchen's mother.
What kind of secret is hidden in that unbelievably beautiful woman?
She spent the whole night sorting out evidence and materials, and was also hesitating whether to have a showdown with Mark Tingchen at dawn. What kind of reaction would Mark Tingchen know when he finds out? Will you be disappointed and hurt? An Shirley is the only relative among Mark Tingchen's elders, and she is also her aunt
When it was dawn, the rain also lightened, and the windows were covered with mist. Wen Yan walked to the bedroom window and opened the window. Fresh air mixed with cold waves rushed in. She shivered from the cold and did not hide. Well, it was also this moment that made her completely awake. You must tell Mark Tingchen about this matter. The lives of her and Xiaotuanzi have been seriously affected. If An Xueli's matter is not resolved, when will it be time head?
When the cold was unbearable, she got into the bed. Mark Tingchen's body temperature was very high, and the bed was also very warm, which made her feel at ease for a moment.
The movement she made woke him up. He half-opened his eyes and looked at her, then he naturally took her into his arms: "Why did you wake up so early?"
Did she not sleep well at all? How is it possible to sleep?
She nestled quietly in his arms, not knowing what to say.
He suddenly pressed a kiss on her cheek: "I wasn't rough last night, right? You're not angry, are you? So angry that you didn't sleep all night? I didn't really doubt you, but I was a little irritable, yes I'm wrong, don't be angry, okay?"
Wen Yan looked at him quietly: "It's not because of that Are you awake? I have something to tell you, you have to be mentally prepared. "
he for?Proving that he was fully awake, he sat up a little: "Okay, tell me."
She took out the evidence on the phone and handed it to him: "Look for yourself, I was waiting for Ye Junjue's call last night, and he checked it for me."
The hazy look on Mark Tingchen's face that had just woken up gradually disappeared when he saw the picture on his mobile phone. At the end, his face was terribly gloomy, as if he couldn't believe it, but he had to believe it, and he was disappointed and dissatisfied with An Shirley. Solution is mixed in it.
Wen Yan had already guessed that he would have such a reaction, hugged him and comforted him: "Go ask your aunt, ask her why she did this, everything has an explanation, I thought about it all night, should I tell you?" You, I'm afraid you will be sad, but if you keep hiding it, how long will this kind of life last? I'm really tired of being tormented by her. "
Mark Tingchen didn't speak for a long time, and the atmosphere became extremely heavy.
When it was almost eight o'clock, An Xueli's voice came from outside. An Xueli always got up early. Seeing that the door of Mo Tingchen's room was still closed, she knocked on the door: "Tingchen, why haven't you get up?"
Mark Tingchen got out of bed and opened the door, looking at An Xueli with a complicated expression: "Auntie, go back to the room and wait for me. I'll go right over and tell you something."
An Xueli glanced at Wen Yan on the bed through his side, wondering what she was thinking: "Oh good."
After An Xueli left, Mark Tingchen closed the door and walked into the bathroom. After washing and changing, he went to An Xueli.
Wen Yan really wanted to know the process, but he resisted not following, so as not to get shot for no reason. It's not a day or two for An Xueli to dislike her.
After a while, there was a lot of movement in An Xueli's room. It was An Xueli screaming hysterically, and Mark Tingchen's voice was not small. No one dared to approach that room, and the sound insulation effect was not bad, at least what was said could not be heard clearly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com