Chapter 53

Seeing Wang Zhiwen behind, he naturally touched her face and slowly put his hand into her clothes to remove the clothes on his wife. He seemed to be exploring his wife's body very seriously. Wen Jingchu, though little by little, was already emotional and was also exploring her husband's body very seriously.

It seems to be a very harmonious contact.

Tang Xiaoyan has been quietly observing, but in the end, when she thought that she would have a perfect ending and smoothly enter the next stage, Wang Zhiwen suddenly got up from his wife and left, with his face as usual. He put on his clothes again, leaving Wen Jingchu awkwardly lying there.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Wang!" Tang Xiaoyan immediately rushed out and frowned at him, "Mr. Wang, aren't they all good? Why is this all of a sudden? Would you please tell me why? Only by finding out the crux of the problem can I help you

"No more interest." Wang Zhiwen murmured faintly, already dressed, and said to Tang Xiaoyan, "forget it, you go back, and don't come in the future. I'm dead. Jingchu, let's divorce."

With that, he shook his hand and left. He was awkwardly lying on the sofa with tears streaming down his face.

Tang Xiaoyan didn't expect that things would develop to this stage. He thought that the cooperation between husband and wife would be easier. As a result, Mr. Wang was a little self abandoning. He might be too familiar with his wife's body, so he had no passion and couldn't make further progress.

Of course, the most important thing now is to comfort the injured wife. Tang Xiaoyan quickly took out a tissue in the past: "Mrs. Wang, don't cry. I think your husband may not want to implicate you. Don't be sad. We can't do anything else."

Wen Jingchu slowly put on his clothes, embarrassed smile: "sorry, let you joke."

"Nothing." Tang Xiaoyan expression is very natural, "we do this line, encountered a lot of such things, in fact, your husband is good, some people directly refuse treatment, feel it difficult to speak, so your husband must want to have a good time with you, you don't worry, he must be said for a moment, I'll talk to him later, maybe it's good."

"Dr. Tang, thank you for comforting me, but I don't want to deceive myself any more. To tell you the truth, he doesn't have a problem, but I have a problem with me. I see that he always watches that kind of film. He would rather solve it by himself than touch me. Besides, he treats your colleague Forget it, divorce on the divorce, I am tired, do not want to continue to toss, I send you out

Tang Xiaoyan helpless, the parties are not willing to continue, she can only leave first.

"Well, I'll go first, Mrs. Wang. Don't think too much. Come to the clinic tomorrow and talk to Dr. Lu. Maybe he has a better solution."

"Well, you go first."

Tang Xiaoyan came downstairs and found Wang Zhiwen standing under a tree, breathing clouds. After thinking about it, she went up and asked, "Mr. Wang, I want to know if you have any worries about your wife?"

Wang Zhiwen looked at her slightly surprised: "why do you ask that?"

"Because I don't think you really have no feelings for your wife. You want to be involved, but at some point, there will always be an unnatural pause, which seems to remind you of a lot of things. So I want to know what you thought at that time? Can you tell me? And when I see you, I think you are different from me. Divorce is not a small thing. It's sad for two people who have feelings to get there

The smoke ring burned naturally in Wang Zhiwen's hand. Seeing that he would not say it today, Tang Xiaoyan was not in a hurry. He took out his paper and pen and wrote down his number: "when you want to say it, just call me. I hope you can be frank and give each other a chance. Goodbye. "

When he left, seeing that Wang Zhiwen was still standing under the tree, Tang Xiaoyan suddenly felt that Zhang Xiaoman asked him to borrow money, and his harassment of Zhang Xiaoman might be just a vent channel or an excuse.

She vaguely found the crux of the incident, hoping that he would be willing to tell, and that she could really help them, be a doctor and help others, which is a very successful thing.

But before helping others, you should also help your stomach.

Back to Fu Yunqian's villa, it's more than nine o'clock.

But when she parked her car in the garage, she found that Fu Yunqian's car was not there yet. Has he not come back yet?

Fauber will be off at nine o'clock, so the house is quiet.

She can't wait to run to the kitchen, only to find that there is no extra food tonight. Is it Fu Yunqian who didn't come back?

Although there is no ready-made food, there are many kinds of food in the refrigerator. Her survival skills have always been strong. It's natural to make a fried rice with eggs and a noodle.

Hungry and quick, she took out vegetables, tomatoes, beef, sausages, eggs and so on, and then began to cut vegetables.

It's very quick.

It didn't take long for a bowl of fragrant and steaming beef noodles to take shape.

She was so moved that she almost cried and couldn't wait to take it to the restaurant and gobble it up.It's just that the noodles are too hot. She eats too fast. She almost burst into tears. She quickly fans them with her hands.

At this time, the door was opened.

Fu Yunqian also came back, carrying a briefcase, slightly drunk, seems to have drunk.

Tang Xiaoyan quickly put down his hand, he stood at the entrance, looked at her, and looked at the face in her hand.

She replied awkwardly: "I had something to do in the evening, so I didn't eat. I came back to have some."

He changed his shoes and walked to her naturally. It seemed that after studying her face for a while, she explained: "I think there are many things in the refrigerator, so I put some casually. Do you want to eat?"

She really just asked casually and politely. She thought that he must have dinner after drinking. He should be full of wine and food. How could he be interested in her noodles? But he said, "well, you can cook another bowl."

……

This time, I really want to hide my face and cry.

Reluctantly, she had to get up and go to the kitchen.

But as soon as I turned around, I heard the sound of eating noodles coming from behind. Turning around, I saw that Fu Yunqian had already sat in her seat and was eating with her chopsticks!

That's the chopsticks she's eaten with her saliva on it

Fu Yunqian looked back and saw that the corner of her mouth was still stiff. He asked coldly, "why don't you go? Not hungry? "

Hungry, of course. Well, he doesn't care. What else can she say.

When she looked for the ingredients again and made a bowl, he had just finished eating. Maybe because his face was hot and he was in a hurry to eat, there was a faint sweat on his forehead.

She was told to look at it and feel that it was really rough and sexy. He nodded to her with an air of complacency: "it's not bad. Don't forget to clean up the dishes. "

He left after eating like an uncle, and she had to deal with the aftermath like a servant girl. That's the difference between people.

But looking at the empty bowl and the chopsticks on it, she still laughed unconsciously. It's also a kind of sense of achievement to see others eat up what they have made.

Oh, and the little blue scarf.

After eating noodles, she stood at the stairs on the second floor. She didn't have the courage to go up to the third floor. Fu Yunqian's warning was still in her ears, but this thing So she also learned from him and put things at the stairway. When Fu Yunqian comes down the stairs tomorrow morning, she must see them.

Tang Xiaoyan has always been a good sleeper, but maybe because of something in his heart, he tossed and tossed and couldn't sleep.

Later, he just got up and continued to write his thesis.

Until I fall asleep in front of the computer.

When she woke up again, it was already bright. As soon as she saw the time, she patted her face and opened the door for the first time. However, she saw that the box was still in its original place.

What does that mean.

Should Fu Yunqian have been up and turned a blind eye? Or not at all.

That's right. He's used to using such high-grade things. The price here is less than one tenth of his. How can he climb up his noble status.

Some brought the box back sullen.

Change your clothes and go downstairs.

There is a half used breakfast on the dining table, which shows that Fu Yunqian has gone out to work.

So he really doesn't look up to his own things.

Lost, unable to explain the dull heart, even breakfast is not attractive.

I said hello to fauber and went out.

As for the BMW, Tang Xiaoyan has put the key on the table. She doesn't want to open it. She remembered the strange look in Wang Zhiwen's eyes when he saw her car last night. It's really not suitable for her.

And when she stopped last night, she found a half new women's bicycle in the corner of Fu Yunqian's garage. It was covered with dust. No one must have ridden it for a long time.

He even gave her a BMW, so he didn't care about the bike.

She immediately smile, quickly looked for a rag to clean up, facing the morning wind, happy ride to work.

But it was obviously impossible to ride to Lu Lifeng's clinic from here, so she found a parking lot near the bus and locked it.

This is the right life for her.

Those high-grade will, dress up, should not belong to her.

Not even that person should think about it.

The small blue scarf in the bag suddenly became heavy.

***

recently, their departments don't know why, they are always so busy.

For several days, it seems that something always happens, which can be watched.

Now. Another group of people gathered around the door of their consulting room. There came a woman's severe scolding.

In addition to her, she was Zhang Xiaoman, the one who was scolded

"Let go, let go..." Tang Xiaoyan pushes people away. Squeezed into the most inside, I found a middle-aged woman with curly hair in a colorful shirt and black trousers. She pointed to Zhang Xiaoman with a large gold bracelet and scolded him incessantly, and the scolding was extremely ugly: "Zhang Xiaoman, I have already warned you not to pester my son. Why don't you just listen to me? How can a girl from the countryside be worthy of my son I'll warn you for the last time. Don't pester him any more. He's about to get engaged. You'd better be wise. "Zhang Xiaoman hung his head and didn't speak, but he was silent.

The last time Wenjing came to make trouble, she still felt aggrieved. Well, this time, it's really a death of heart.

Then the woman dropped another 10000 yuan: "hum, this is the breakup fee. Don't think I don't know you're greedy for my son's money? It's cheap. I'll take it as a beggar. Don't show up in front of us in the future. "