After staying in the hospital for two days, Wen Sheng was discharged from the hospital and bought the nearest flight back to Jiangzhou.
Fu Yanlin is a follower, so naturally we are together.
This man's venomous mouth is true, but his masculinity is also true. He did not let Wen Sheng exert any effort during the whole process. He took care of all the luggage and computer bags, and even freed up one hand to hold Wen Sheng away, for fear of her
Lost in the crowd at Shuangliu Airport.
After passing the security check and waiting for the flight, Han Zhou called and asked to meet Wen Sheng.
The disappointment in Wen Sheng's heart was gone. She remained polite and said that she was already at the airport and was about to return to Jiangzhou.
A few days after the incident, Han Zhou called and asked to meet. His sincerity was evident. The reason for the meal was even less sincere.
Han Zhou was silent on the phone for a long time, and then he said sorry, Chen Xu was too reckless, please forgive Wen Sheng.
Wen Sheng just smiled lightly and said, Mr. Han, it doesn't matter, I wasn't the one who suffered the loss that night.
Han Zhou was stunned and asked Wen Sheng, "Ms. Wen, I'm sorry...is this how we got separated?"
Wen Sheng was amused by his words.
Han Zhou's words are actually quite childish.
When he said this, was he guilty of using Wen Sheng as a gunman, or was he guilty of hiding and turning a deaf ear to Chen Xu's trouble with Wen Sheng?
Wen Sheng has always adhered to the principle of being kind to others. Even after seeing through Han Zhou's face at the moment, she still patiently walked Han Zhou down and said, "Of course not, Mr. Han, I will take you with you when you come to Jiangzhou."
Go to Wangjiangmen to eat crayfish."
Just in a gentle voice, he changed the previous address of "Old Han" to "Mr. Han".
Anyone with any brains would know that Wen Sheng's attitude has become indifferent, and from now on, only official business will be done.
Han Zhou stopped talking, said a few polite words, and cut off the phone.
The plane soared into the sky, and through the cabin, Wen Sheng looked at the sea of clouds outside the window, which was changing unpredictably.
She suddenly felt relieved.
People are disappointed because they have hopes they shouldn’t have.
Her relationship with Han Zhou was originally an extension of cooperation, so how could we talk about pure friendship?
Shen Guannan is right, she is too pure.
In the eyes of others, Wen Sheng is aloof and proud, with a face that makes people jealous. She can obviously rely on her face to make a living. However, she has an IQ of 168 and skipped grades all the way to get into Yanda University. Regardless of whether she is in the red circle
No matter whether she started working as a corporate mergers and acquisitions lawyer or turned into a venture capitalist and became a financial migrant worker, she interpreted the word "ability" very well.
She used her actual results to dump countless people, making people's faces distorted with jealousy, but she looked calm and calm and thought it was nothing special. Isn't this a routine operation? Isn't it a level that normal people can achieve with a little effort?
Such a person is particularly hateful, right? The kind who grits his teeth.
But Zhu Qingjia knows best that Wen Sheng’s clever mind is useless except for studying and working.
If people with high IQ and low EQ want to elect a glorious representative, Wen Sheng must have the highest votes.
Some green tea bitches often act calm and indifferent in order to pretend to be high-class, but Wen Sheng is... a real non-competitor.
Because she has no interest in doing anything.
An ordinary and invincible straight girl.
She believes that fate between people is very important. If fate matches, they will become friends.
For example, Han Zhou.
Even though the relationship between the two of them was the wealthy father and the poor entrepreneur who was begging for luck. After getting along for several months, Wen Shengzhenger regarded Han Zhou as a friend.
That’s why I’m disappointed.
To say she is a bitch is because of her face.
How many people with good brains are as beautiful as gods? Or are Liu Yifei the type who would die of hatred even if she was standing around?
Zhu Qingjia once particularly understood Meng Wei's "small belly and chicken intestines". She once said that if Wen Sheng hadn't been the one who made her small, she would have wanted to get a utility knife in the middle of the night and cut Wen Sheng's oval face into an ugly shape.
Her head was smashed.
Meng Wei can tolerate her hanging around in front of him every day, humiliating his face that he has gone under the knife to develop or maintain countless times. He has not killed her yet. He has extremely strong self-control and is especially respectable.
Therefore, if others are just jealous of Wen Sheng, or give her little shoes to wear behind her back, Wen Sheng should be grateful.
It is indeed difficult for people to accept and admit existence that is better than themselves.
At this moment, Wen Sheng missed Zhu Qingjia a little.
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Fu Yan shamelessly followed Wen Sheng home.
After getting off the bus, he took a taxi and directly reported the address of Wen Sheng's home, saying that there was too much luggage for Wen Sheng to carry.
If Wen Sheng dared to say anything, he would just let him go.
After arriving home, Fu Yanlin boiled water for her to drink.
Wen Sheng was indeed a little thirsty and drank a whole glass of water in one breath. Fu Yanlin took the glass away and poured another glass.
This time he didn't hand it to Wen Sheng, but very naturally placed it where she had drank and drank it all in one gulp.
The man's clear Adam's apple rolled up and down as he swallowed, making a slight sound.
Wen Sheng said anxiously, "Hey..."
Fu Yanlin finished drinking the water, put down the cup and looked at her, "What's wrong?"
"That's what I drank."
"Any questions?"
"Can't you wash it before using it, or change it?"
"Trouble." Fu Yanlin glanced at him with disgust, then turned around to mind his own business.
Wen Sheng looked at the cup on the tray, a little embarrassed. The two of them shared a cup to drink water, which was somewhat ambiguous. This was a very intimate behavior. Even though she and Jiang Yukuo had been together for more than a year, they had never
He used a cup.
Fu Yanlin first disposed of the wilted fruits and vegetables in the refrigerator, expired milk and eggs that were no longer fresh, and threw them all into the trash can.
Those were the ones he bought the night he slammed the door and left.
Wen Sheng didn't touch it at all.
Fu Yanlin came out with a garbage bag and rolled up his sleeves, revealing a strong arm and a low-key but noble watch on his wrist. He stared at Wen Sheng with a heavy look, "How did you survive?"
Wen Sheng held the water glass and knew what his scolding meant. She turned around and muttered, "Takeaway is very convenient now."
Fu Yanlin criticized her, "If you eat junk food every day, no wonder your IQ is not as good as before."
Wen Sheng was dissatisfied, "Who said that? I'm very smart now!"
Fu Yanlin felt a lump of anger in his chest. He really wanted to open Wen Sheng's head and see what kind of tofu was inside?
After leaving the garbage at the door, Fu Yanlin asked, "Are you going to the supermarket?"
Wen Sheng asked, "What to do?"
Fu Yanlin raised his eyebrows: People are like iron rice or steel, I don’t have time to accompany you to cultivate immortality.
Wen Sheng: Who makes you dislike the taste of airplane food? Sichuan Airlines’ food has been well received, but you are the only one who dismisses it. You picky devil.
It was Sichuan Airlines' brown sugar cakes and chili sauce. Wen Sheng chose the flight specially. Who knew that Fu Yan would drink water as soon as he got on the plane without even looking at the lunch box, which was particularly noble and stunning.
Isn’t it right to be hungry now?
Fu Yanlin urged: Do you want me to carry you downstairs?
Wen Sheng stood up immediately: I will go by myself.
She is not rice, does she need to be carried?
He really likes to pick on people when he disagrees. Did he work as a porter at the dock in his previous life?