He Mengjie felt relieved after hearing this explanation. At that moment, she told Wenxuan about the fact that Wang Zihao had a house. She thought he was going to play tricks, but she didn't tell him in advance. But he said: "
That's great. I'll drive to help you get your luggage in the afternoon?"
He Mengjie was very happy. Oh, her lawyer Wen was really generous. It seemed that she was trying to be stingy.
She was about to nod and agreed to say "Okay", but suddenly she became pretentious again and said, "If you have work in the afternoon, don't come. Wang Zihao said he would drive to help me."
The other side of the phone was silent, and then Mr. Wen said, "That's fine."
Damn! That's good! Is he so relieved? Wang Zihao is his previous competitor?
He Mengjie couldn't help but curled her lips, but Wenxuan continued, "I happened to have a case in the afternoon that has not been handled yet. Why don't you wait for the evening? I will pick up Tingyu and invite you, grandpa and Wang Zihao to have a big meal.
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He Mengjie turned anger into joy, her face full of brightness, "It's good that way!"
After hanging up the phone, the little haze in my heart finally disappeared, and I went to see the house happily.
I met with Wang Zihao and went to see the slightly offensive but very quiet house.
Wang Zihao's grandparents have moved in, with a small suite and a small house in a large house. It is so suitable for her to live with her grandfather who occasionally goes home.
He Mengjie was very satisfied. If it weren't for Wang Zihao's grandparents living in the yard, she would have doubted whether this was found specifically for her and her grandfather.
Well, that was her peacock. Although Wang Zihao was his friend, he was not so considerate.
The two of them had some food outside, then packed a little, and prepared to drive home and move the ceremony.
He Mengjie had just gotten into the car when her phone suddenly rang, and she was an unfamiliar number.
He Mengjie answered the phone in surprise, but Aunt Wang, who lived behind, also had not moved out, anxiously said: "Mengjie, hurry up and go to the central hospital, your grandfather has been injured!"
When He Mengjie heard this, her face turned pale with a "swish". She hung up the phone, but she didn't even hold the phone firmly and fell into the car.
How could this happen? How could this happen!
He Mengjie's mind was blank, she could hardly think, and her whole body was stiff.
Wang Zihao noticed He Mengjie's abnormality and asked anxiously: "What's wrong?"
He Mengjie suddenly came back to her senses, grabbed his arm, and said with tears in her face: "Hurry up, go to the central hospital, hurry up!"
"What's wrong?" Wang Zihao's face also changed.
He Mengjie shook her head violently, tears gushing down her face: "I don't know. Aunt Wang said that my grandfather was smashed. I don't know, I don't know..."
Wang Zihao immediately started the car and headed towards the central hospital. The car drove very fast, and no one spoke during this period.
He Mengjie tightly grabbed the corner of her clothes with her hands, and her heart was tightly tightly like the corner of her clothes being grabbed.
She didn't even dare to move her body, for fear that if she moved, some hope would suddenly be shattered and would not be able to bear it.
The short twenty minutes to the central hospital seemed to be as long as a century. In this century, He Mengjie experienced pain and anxiety, as well as the feeling of fear. Compared to He Dasheng's stroke,