Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

For Ye Xiangnan and Ye Fei, the night has only begun.

Wen Yuan took them to the Four Seasons Hotel, opened a presidential suite, and delivered fried chicken, and then there was a pajama party for the two children. When the themed room was opened, Xiao Ye Diao uttered and immediately leaped over to lie down. Rolling on the soft big bed, Xiangnan rubbed his hands excitedly.

Wen Yuan settled them, closed the door and let them play by herself, and she went to the outside hall.

Every presidential suite in this Four Seasons hotel has a million-level piano. Of course, the room rate is not cheap, more than 100,000 a night. Of course, Wen Yuan can afford to live. Her card can always be tens of millions. It is the benefit of Mrs. That Night.

She sat down in front of the piano, slowly opened the piano cover, placed her fingers on it and squirted gently, and the sweet music poured out, which was unspeakable.

Wen Yuan sat upright and played a starry sky from memory. She sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watched the starry sky outside slowly playing. She felt very good.

She likes such occasional out-of-order. Without Ye Mubai, no one would call her Mrs. Ye.

She can do what she likes, and will not be looked at when she is playing the piano, wondering if she is thinking of Concho in her heart.

He didn't understand her and never tried to understand her. He said that she loved her, she couldn't feel it, she only felt possession.

Wen Yuan has always been an independent individual. She doesn't like this feeling. She doesn't like being controlled. She endured for two years before having tonight.

She played for two hours and enjoyed herself very much.

The two children were also tired from playing. She went to take care of them and fell asleep, lying on the bed with one big and one young, with little faces satisfied.

At this time, Wen Yuan remembered, thinking that she didn't write her homework, she hesitated for a while, and decided to be willful once.

After kissing the two little guys, she went back to the master bedroom and took a bath. The bathtub in the five-star presidential suite was too luxurious. There was a wine cabinet in the cabinet next to it. Wen Yuan rarely indulged, but she wanted to indulge tonight. .

She poured herself a glass of red wine and shook it gently.

Drinking in this shallow way, drinking several cups in a row, in the middle of the night, there is a light in the corner of her eye.

The phone was ringing. Judging from the ringtone, it should be Ye Mubai, but Wen Yuan didn't want to answer his call.

I don't want to hear his voice, let alone see him.

She drank wine capriciously, one cup after another, without thinking about tomorrow or the future.

Don't even think about Ye Mubai.

Over there, Ye Mubai stood quietly in front of the French windows of the villa.

His whole body was silent, and he didn't know how he and Wen Yuan came to this point.

He wants her to love him, is it wrong?

She doesn't care about his scandals, she only cares if she can go out to work, isn't it good to spend the night at home with his wife?

He was willing to give her everything, as long as she stayed at home and stayed by his side.

He has been standing without eating, and the servants of the family came over with a very soft voice: "Sir, you have not eaten yet, do you want to have dinner?"

"No," he said quietly.

For a long time, the people behind him didn't make a sound. He turned around: "What's wrong?"

The next person hesitated: "Sir, my wife used to wait at home for you to come back for dinner."

Then, wait and wait and not wait, because you can't wait.

While Wen Yuan was waiting for Ye Mubai, he was socializing. He was rolling in the colorful entertainment circle, playing various games of power and money.