He Mengjie's face suddenly turned red, she spat at him hard and said, "Okay, stop making trouble and go home. I'm going to accompany my grandpa too."
When Wang Zihao heard that she wanted to accompany his grandfather, his face immediately became serious: "Well, let me pick you up at the hospital tomorrow morning, just in time to bring you breakfast. Send you to Brother Wen's house and then leave?"
He Mengjie shook her head quickly: "Goodbye, I got up very early -"
Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Wang Zihao: "I'll pick you up, so you don't have to get up too early to get on the bus."
"I won't bother you anymore. Grandpa will have to stay in the hospital for several days. It won't do any good to make me lazy." He Mengjie was still not used to other people's special help.
"That's it!" Wang Zihao said no more to her and made a decisive conclusion. Without waiting for her to refuse, he turned around and walked out of the hospital.
He Mengjie stood there, watching his back gradually go away, and felt a wave of emotion in her heart. She never thought that her childhood playmate could now become such a powerful friend. For this, she had to lament God's fairness.
Although she has nothing, she still has friends.
That night, He Mengjie lay beside her grandfather's bed and gave up the nursing bed to the nurse. Although her sleeping position was uncomfortable, she slept soundly and soundly.
Early the next morning, at around six o'clock, Wang Zihao came and brought a lot of breakfast. Several people gathered around to have breakfast. He Mengjie paid a few words to the caregiver and set off with Wang Zihao.
It was not the rush hour yet, so the car drove very fast and arrived at Haojingyuan before 7:30. Wang Zihao parked the car outside Wenxuan's villa, and He Mengjie greeted him: "Would you like to come in and say hello too?"
Wang Zihao shook his head: "Forget it, it's a bit too early, in case Brother Wen just got up, it would be impolite."
He Mengjie thought about it, especially when he first got up, he liked to walk around the house shirtless... Thinking of this, her face blushed unconsciously.
Wang Zihao started the car, and He Mengjie leaned over with some embarrassment: "Thank you, don't come again tomorrow."
Wang Zihao waved his hand and did not answer. He did not know whether he agreed or disagreed. Then, the car sped away.
He Mengjie stood outside the iron door for a few seconds, then took out the key and opened the door. As soon as she opened the door to the house, she was startled. She saw Wenxuan standing at the door with a gloomy face. If she just walked with her head down, she would take another step.
It was probably going to hit his chest.
He Mengjie stroked her chest, stared at Wenxuan, who was neatly dressed today, and shouted: "Lawyer Wen, please don't be so scary!"
Wenxuan replied in a deep voice: "Why did I scare you?"
"You stood silently behind the door, and I almost bumped into you as soon as I opened the door. Aren't you scary?" He Mengjie retorted angrily.
Wenxuan squinted his eyes, raised his eyebrows, looked at her intently, and said conspiratorially: "I think you are absent-minded. You opened the door without looking inside. I don't know what you are thinking!" He said
He paused here and looked at her deeply, "Even if you are in love, you shouldn't affect your work!"
He Mengjie was confused. She didn't know why he said such strange words in a shady manner. Could it be that he and Wen Tingyu had the same virtues, but they both got angry when they got up?
"I'm not in love! How can it affect work?" He Mengjie couldn't help but retorted.