Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Ye Mubai looked at Wen Yuan, he watched her cry in front of others and laugh in front of others——

And these, she would not be able to do it in front of him.

His face became even a little distorted because of extreme loss at this moment, and his fingers were also clenched into fists.

He probably guessed what she was thinking, what she would think, but he was not reconciled, he wanted to try to warm her frozen heart.

Wen Yuan saw him, but she still held Kang Qiao.

There was even a touch of provocation in her eyes.

She is his wife, but she is holding Concho now, even the man he didn't allow to have a phone before.

She was forcing him, testing his bottom line, Ye Mubai knew.

He didn't care, he didn't care about it... He looked at her quietly, so did she, and probably later found it boring, she let go of Concho, "Thank you for staying with me for so long."

He didn't say it, but she knew that he had been in New York and pushed a lot of activities.

Concho just smiled and said nothing.

When he left, he looked at Ye Mubai, but after a pause, he didn't say anything.

Wen Yuan is still his wife.

Kang Qiao is not a man who takes advantage of others. He hopes that all Wen Yuan's decisions are made by herself. Even if she is willing to continue this marriage, he will support her, but he believes that she will not let herself live too much. awful.

Kang Qiao left. There were only Wen Yuan and Ye Mubai in the ward. He slowly closed the door and stood there for a while before whispering: "I talked with the doctor just now. We can go home. Come over in the next week. One check-up is enough."

Wen Yuan sat on the sofa and said softly, "I see."

He went over and squatted beside her with a low and hoarse voice: "Wen Yuan, can I stay with you, I will stay with you from now on."

Wen Yuan's gaze slowly moved to his face without speaking.

There was a tingling pain in Ye Mubai's heart, but he just gently put his hand on her lap and whispered: "Wen Yuan, don't you even want to talk to me now?"

She just looked at him, motionless.

A touch of pain slipped in Ye Mubai's eyes, "Didn't you just talk to Kang Qiao well?"

This time, Wen Yuan talked to him, she smiled lightly, and he wanted to cherish the light smile.

His voice was hoarse: "Will you talk to me?"

His face was lying on her lap, buried, "I don't want to give up on you."

Wen Yuan finally said, "Do you mind if I am dating Kang Qiao? Even if I hold him, Ye Mubai doesn't care if you don't mind, do you?"

He raised his eyes.

And Wen Yuan continued to speak, "I don't want to be domineering and retreat. Ye Mubai, I just want a reciprocal relationship."

After she finished speaking, she sighed, "I'm tired and want to sleep for a while."

But he can only watch her far away, unable to do anything.

The next day, Wen Yuan was brought home by Ye Mubai, but instead of his previous apartment, he changed to a larger and more luxurious place.

He didn't want her to live there anymore. They quarreled there. She almost let her children out there. It was not a lucky place. The newly moved apartment was also in a prime location. It was bigger than before and the decoration was a little softer than before. It looks like Wen Yuan likes it, and there is an expensive piano in the direction of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Wen Yuan walked in slowly, her eyes falling on the piano, a little dumbfounded.