This is what Li Jingchen wants, but on the surface he looks indifferent: "Whatever."
This man clearly wants to exchange mobile phone numbers with her, so what are he pretending to be?
Lu Wanwan curled her lips, took the phone from him, and subconsciously asked: "What's the password? I don't have a very good memory..."
I remember the last time I took his cell phone, it was to make a call about crusading against Chu Mo.
Li Jingchen said in a deep voice: "There is no password."
Just when Lu Wanwan went to cook for him, his vision recovered again, and the first thing he did was to delete the lock screen password set with Bai Qingluo's birthday. He couldn't live in it all the time.
Under the shadow of losing Bai Qingluo.
Really? Lu Wanwan lowered his head and swiped his screen, and found that it had slid away immediately.
She clicked into his address book without much thought, saved her mobile phone number, and said, "I put mine and Dr. Chu's together so that you can contact us at any time."
When Li Jingchen heard this, he felt harsh: "Why do you want to put it together with his?"
Lu Wanwan half-joked, "Because one of us is your doctor and the other is your nanny."
She really has no consciousness of being his wife at all!
Li Jingchen frowned and said, "Put your own on top."
Lu Wanwan was a little surprised. In fact, she had just taken a cursory glance at his address book and found that it was full of business cards of CEOs, but he said that he would put hers first. Does that mean that she
Does he have a certain weight in his heart?
This made her feel a little better, so she followed his instructions and set her mobile phone number to the first position.
Immediately, she stood up and wanted to open two small windows for ventilation. Unexpectedly, as soon as she approached the floor-to-ceiling windows, she saw a less obvious crack on them.
She turned around as if feeling something, and asked the man who lowered his eyes slightly: "Young Master Li, isn't this crack on the window your masterpiece?"
"It's because of its poor quality." It cracked with a hammer. What could he do?
Lu Wanwan raised his eyebrows: "So, you admit that you did it?"
Li Jingchen said nothing, but his face became serious, as if if Lu Wanwan continued to speak, he would jump up and bite her.
But Lu Wanwan doesn't care about that. She needs to know that the floor-to-ceiling window is all her money: "Young Master Li, don't you think you should change your bad habit of breaking and throwing things?"
"..." Li Jingchen didn't want to do this either. This was a problem he got after he lost his sight. He liked to smash things when he was angry.
Lu Wanwan looked at him and said seriously: "You should learn to restrain yourself."
What Li Jingchen didn't say was that he was already very restrained.
Ever since he accidentally pushed a man off the second floor two years ago, he locked himself in the room. He didn't want to hurt living people, so when he was angry, he vented his anger on the dead objects in the room.
The next second, his face was suddenly held up by a pair of small hands, and Lu Wanwan's soft voice immediately sounded: "Young Master Li, didn't they say that your first love betrayed you? Then you should cheer up and let her take care of herself.
Look, what kind of man she has lost!"
a long time--
Li Jingchen's Adam's apple rolled up and he said hoarsely: "Stop calling me that."
Lu Wanwan tilted his head: "What's that called?"
"My name is Mr. Li."
The word "sir" is enough to show intimacy.
Lu Wanwan asked with a half-smile: "But there are two Mr. Li at home, do you mind?"