Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Wen Yuan ignored him, bowed his head and continued to eat breakfast...

In the afternoon, Ye Mubai went to the company in New York, and Wen Yuan went to read Kang Qiao’s business card. She and Kang Qiao had a very good relationship before. She wanted to save her phone number, but she couldn’t find it in her bag. .

She was a little puzzled. She obviously put it in her bag. Later, she saw Ye Mubai’s smoke and a lighter on the coffee table. She looked at the trash can. There were obvious ashes inside. She was so angry that he did it. This kind of thing doesn't even cover up.

Wen Yuan was a little angry, staring blankly for a long time, but after all he didn't say anything.

Ye Mubai came back very late, and when he returned home, Wen Yuan and Xiangnan were already asleep.

He entered the bedroom lightly, without turning on the light, and went straight to the bathroom. When he came back, he lay on the bed. He reached out and touched Wen Yuan: "Asleep?"

She doesn't move.

He smiled: "I know you didn't sleep."

Wen Yuan was angry with him and didn't say anything, so he could ignore it.

He leaned on the bed, Mo squeezed her face twice: "I know you are not sleeping, are you angry?"

Wen Yuan couldn't help but slapped his hand away, "Ye Mubai, you know why I am angry."

"Because I burned Concho's business card?" He said lightly.

Wen Yuan died of anger, "Ye Mubai, in your heart I am an accessory, your tool for giving birth, right?"

He retracted the fingers that were touching her hair, and said in a weak tone: "A person who admires you, do you think I would like you to spend time with him?"

Wen Yuan sat down, feeling that he was lying down to sleep, a little unhappy, she pursed her lower lip, and her voice was very soft: "Lin Danni and you are far more than just admiration. I went too, and you guys went with the awards. Did I say anything?"

Ye Mubai opened his eyes, "Wen Yuan, are you planning to turn the old account with me?"

"No, I just want to say that we are equal, and I don't want my normal communication to be restricted by you." Wen Yuan said calmly.

Before he finished speaking, he sat up again, frowning: "I and Lin Dani are in need of work, Kang Qiao...really? Is it necessary to contact me?"

Wen Yuan raised her head and stared at him. There was something in her eyes that he couldn't understand. After a long time, she said in a low voice: "Ye Mubai, I found that I can't tell you clearly."

"He likes you." This is what he minds.

Wen Yuan smiled softly: "Don't Lin Danni like you? You even hugged you. Ye Mubai, you are now a double standard.

He turned on the light, stared at her, and said every word: "If you don't see Concho, I can also miss Lin Dani."

"These are two different things." Wen Yuan felt a little tired and looked down. "Ye Mubai, you still can't tell the point. Kang Qiao and I have nothing at all, just old friends, why can't we communicate?"

His breath suffocated, and he asked her softly, "Do you want to associate with him?"

Wen Yuan stared at his expression, and then said very slowly: "I can't tell you."

She didn't want to argue with him, so she lifted the quilt up: ‘I sleep in the guest room. ’

When I got up, my wrist was caught by a hand.

"You sleep here, I sleep in the guest room." He whispered, and then took her back, but instead of putting her in the bed, he hugged her in his arms.