Wei Wenbo nodded with a chuckling. Gu-Li-Net-Shou-Fuwww
Zhang Lang had some doubts in his eyes, "Since the child is yours, why not marry Mafan?"
Wei Wenbo's eyes flashed for a moment, and his expression was low, "I don't know why she doesn't want to marry me, and would rather take the child alone. I respect her wishes. But I will try my best to bring her back to me."
Zhang Lang's deep eyes were gloomy. For so many years, he had been competing with Wei Wenbo. He also thought that Tian Mafan had only righteousness but no affection for Wei Wenbo.
However, in these three years, the situation reversed and he lost to Wei Wenbo. This made him feel extremely sad and unwilling.[
However, he was still very calm on the surface, deliberately stimulating him and said slowly: "She doesn't want to marry you, that's because she still cares about me."
"You're talking nonsense." Wei Wenbo suddenly raised his voice and stared at him.
"Otherwise, why wouldn't she want to marry you?" Zhang Lang asked coldly.
Wei Wenbo stared at him resentfully, "Even if she doesn't want to marry me, you know that you and her are a foregone conclusion and there is no possibility of being together again."
Zhang Lang felt a little sad, then chuckled, "It's one thing that I can't be with her, but it's another thing that she still misses me in her heart. Wei Wenbo, you can only be excluded from behind forever.
”
Wei Wenbo also smiled gently, with a little disdain in his smile, "Zhang Lang, don't overestimate yourself. She is willing to give birth to my child, which proves that my position in her heart is not worse than you. We are considered to be half a dozen.
.”
A hint of pain passed through Zhang Lang's heart. Yes, sometimes he really wants to deceive himself.
Tell yourself that Tian Mafan still loves him like he used to be.
But he had to accept the fact that she gave birth to a child for others in these three years. This made him feel great pain.
He no longer had the confidence to believe that she would still love him as much as before. Why bother to talk to him here?
Zhang Lang pressed out the cigarette butt, threw it into the ashtray, turned around and left with his eyebrows closed.
Wei Wenbo looked at Zhang Lang's departure back and his smile quickly disappeared from his face.
Back to the restaurant.
Wei Wenbo smiled warmly, deliberately stimulated Zhang Lang, and asked softly: "Xiaofan, you are not in a good mood. Where do you want to go in a while?"
"Why go watch a stage play together, this drama is very famous." Fang Yuyao suggested enthusiastically. "It is also suitable for us women to watch."
Tian Mafan hesitated for a moment. Seeing Fang Yuyao so enthusiastic, he couldn't bear to refuse, so he had to agree.
The stage play was very exciting, but because of the poor sleep last night, Tian Mafan seemed a little tired. When he saw the midfielder, he fell asleep in a daze.
Seeing that she was asleep, Wei Wenbo leaned her head against his shoulder.
Zhang Lang turned his head over and saw Tian Mafan leaning against Wei Wenbo's shoulder, and his heart suddenly felt endless jealousy.[
He irritated and stopped going, and no longer had the intention to watch.
The stage play has ended, but before Tian Mafan woke up, he sat quietly in his seat without moving.
"Mr. Wei, aren't you planning to leave?" Fang Yuyao asked in confusion.
"Xiaofan seemed very tired and couldn't bear to wake her up. I'll wait for her to sleep for a while before leaving."
"Mr. Wei is such a considerate man." She smiled and praised.
"I've been too much, she often does this, and I'm used to it."
Zhang Lang looked at Wei Wenbo deeply and pulled Fang Yuyao away.