Zhongqing frowned, turned around subconsciously, and was stunned when she saw the person standing behind her!
Tang Wei?
Why is she here?
Zhongqing frowned and stared at her for a moment. The pregnant Tang Wei seemed to be much more haggard than the charming and charming she used to be.
At this time, the woman standing not far away seemed to have changed.
Her face was pale and without any blood. She was originally pregnant, but she became thinner and thinner. It was obviously June, but she was wearing a white shawl.
When I saw it from a distance, I was shocked and sighed...
only……
Isn't Leng Yan beside her?
But she came to England, could it be...
For the first time, that heroic face inexplicably appeared in her mind.
Tang Wei blinked her eyes, not daring to think any more, turned around, and planned to leave as if she didn't see anything...
"Zhongqing, don't you want to know how Leng Yan is doing?"
Tang Wei's voice came again, but Zhong Qing's steps stopped inexplicably, without looking back, and her mind suddenly panicked because of those two words.
Tang Wei walked up to Zhong Qing with her slightly bulging belly, complex emotions flashing under her eyes, pursed her lips and smiled: "If you have time, why don't we have a chat?"
"There shouldn't be anything to talk about between us!"
Zhongqing stared at her with a calm face.
"Yes." Tang Wei lowered her eyes, took out something from her bag and handed it to Zhong Qing: "Leng Yan asked me to give it to you personally. I hope you can keep it well."
Zhong Qing glanced down, her eyes flickering, and her hands hanging by her sides were trembling slightly.
It turned out to be——
A purple and floral wedding invitation.
"Next month is the wedding of Leng Yan and I. I hope you can come, but you are really not free, so it doesn't matter." Tang Wei raised a meaningful smile on her lips: "This is the last thing Yan leaves for you.
Things, for the sake of you being husband and wife, remember to keep them well."
Even though Zhongqing had comforted herself many times and wanted to completely let go of the past, she heard his name and saw everything that belonged to him.
She could easily defeat all her hard work in an instant.
Seeing Zhong Qing's face change, Tang Wei did not confront her as before. She leaned over slightly and whispered in her ear: "Actually, you don't have to be so grudge against me. This time, I won't hurt you.
On the contrary, you should open your eyes and see the truth clearly——"
"..."
"Who does Leng Yan love? Unless you have never loved Leng Yan!"
Zhong Qing looked at Tang Wei in surprise, always feeling that there was something in her words, but she had no way of exploring it.
"Tang Wei, what exactly do you want to say!"
"I want you to know clearly who is the final winner!" Tang Wei sneered, stood up slightly, and glanced at Zhong Qing with a meaningful look.
Immediately, surrounded by a group of bodyguards in black, he left.
Looking at Tang Wei's slender back, Zhong's eyes were thoughtful.
There seems to be something wrong with Tang Wei.
The seemingly provocative words contained a deep sense of loneliness.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the purple invitation in his hand, his loving heart trembling even harder.
Holding hands tightly.
I wanted to throw it in the trash can nearby.
However, after struggling for a while, her originally loosened fingertips still tightened. Finally, she threw the invitation back into her bag in confusion.
…
…
In the car.
Tang Wei looked out the window in a daze, her face unusually calm.
At this time, a rapid sound sounded in the quiet space.
It was the cell phone that rang——
The bodyguard in the passenger seat listened to the call for a while, then handed the phone to Tang Wei: "Ms. Tang, this is Mr. Feng's phone number."