Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Wen Yuan struggled, "Ye Mubai, what are you doing?"

He held her, but it was not cold, but they were in the cold war, what is he doing now?

Ye Mubai hugged her and placed it in his arms. He lowered his head and leaned in her ear to mutter, "I'm jealous."

Wen Yuan didn't say a word, she just leaned against his arms and bit his shoulder lightly for a while. There was unspeakable grievances in her heart, and she couldn't say these grievances.

From beginning to end, she only liked him.

And beside him, there were countless women in the past, she all knew...

And now, because Concho had a business card, he and her were in this way. She was a little sad, and the unfairness between them only explained one thing. He didn't treat her as an equal.

He said he was jealous, wouldn't she be angry?

Wen Yuan didn't say anything, but after he kissed her, he didn't go to the guest room and chose to sleep with her.

Kang Qiao's all these things are gone, and there is no trace of the water. After all, the life is still going to be passed, but then Wen Yuan unexpectedly ran into Kang Qiao in the hospital. He came to the hospital to visit someone he knew, and it was considered goodbye, Wen Yuan The check-up happened to happen, and Ye Mubai had something to do today, and Xu Mo came with her.

When I met on the stairs, Kang Qiao was surprised, and then smiled slightly: "Meet again."

Wen Yuan also smiled: ‘What a coincidence. ’

Xu Mo looked at them, then pointed to the front: "You talk, I'll talk to the doctor first."

Wen Yuan nodded.

When Xu Mo left, she and Kang Qiao sat on the benches in the aisle together, "Are you leaving New York?"

He nodded, "Yes, we are leaving, you... didn't your husband accompany you to the checkup?"

Wen Yuan was taken aback: "Oh, he has something to do today."

Then there was silence, and Wen Yuan found the topic: "Is the teacher okay?"

"I had a heart operation the year before, and it's fine now." Kang Qiao exhaled: "So I should return to China in the future. Just the past two years, my mother always needs someone to take care of."

Wen Yuan nodded: "Yes."

Kang Qiao hesitated: "How is he to you?"

Wen Yuan was startled again, then laughed: "It's good."

Kang Qiao stared at her, there was a faint fire, but he was restrained, did not show up and would not pressure her, after all, she was already a wife.

Kang Qiao coughed slightly; "By the way, let's have a meal later!"

Wen Yuan could not refuse, because Kang Qiao’s mother treated her very well. She often practiced piano in Kang’s family, and she had a close relationship with Kang Qiao. She thought that if it wasn’t because of her infatuation for the night Mu Bai, the last person she will marry is likely to be Kang Qiao.

She looked down, "Okay."

"Your phone." He suddenly said, and Wen Yuan looked at him with a cry.

He smiled again: "Mobile phone, I store the number in."

She was a little moved that he didn't open it, and gave him the phone. He dialed his number to help her save it. When he put the phone away, she asked in a low voice: "It's not difficult to eat with me, right?"

He was afraid that Ye Mubai would embarrass her. In Kang Qiao's heart, he likes Wen Yuan, but when she is married, he can only bless her, and the other can only hide in his heart.

Wen Yuan shook his head, "No."

She smiled at him: ‘I’m not such a useless person. ’

There was some pain in Kang Qiao's eyes, and he didn't know what to say.