Chapter 269

Wen Shishi's eyelashes trembled and slowly opened her eyes.

There was only darkness in front of us, only a small light on the top of the car.

The dim light cast half a shadow on her side face, which made her look pale and haggard.

Lu Xiao frowned and softened his voice: "poetry..."

"Anyway, thank you, Mr. Lu," Wen Shishi said with a smile. "No matter what the truth is, I can accept it. My mother can't just die in vain. I became her twenty-seven daughter, but I didn't do anything for her. "

Lu Xiao sighed, "don't be sad, Shishi. It's not your fault. You don't know the grievances of the previous generation. Why punish yourself with their mistakes? "

"I'm not sad," Wen Shishi turned to look at him. Under the eye contact, Lu Xiao couldn't help but want to take her into his arms, but reason told him, no, she is now another man's fiancee, she has the man's child in her stomach, she will have a good future, he can't destroy her future for his own selfish desire.

Wen said, "I hate it."

The man who is biologically known as "father" personally killed her mother.

How can you not hate it?

The mobile phone rings and breaks the quiet underground parking lot.

Lu Xiao asked: "is he coming?"

Wen Shishi nodded, and the phone screen showed that it was Mr. sniper.

"Shishi, don't take it first, OK?"

Wen Shishi looks at him in doubt.

Lu Xiao laughed at himself and said, "when I'm far away, you can't pick me up. You can't let me listen to each other face to face. It's too cruel."

Wen's eyebrows slightly wrinkled: "President Lu..."

"Well, why do you show a look of pity? I'm not a stray dog on the roadside. I'm rich and handsome. I'm not pitiful at all. After I forget you, there will be a steady stream of girls rushing at me, tall, short, fat and thin. Don't you choose from me?"

He leaned over to help Wen unfasten his seat belt, and then reached out to push the door open, pretending to be relaxed: "get out of the car."

Wen shiting.

"Go, why do you want to leave me?" Lu Xiao laughs.

Wen Shishi finally pushed the door open and got out of the car.

Lu Xiao rolled down the window of the car. He had put on a pair of cool sunglasses. He was full of ruffian: "OK, go back to him. I've identified this man for you. He's different from Fu Yicheng. He's reliable. I'm convinced to lose to him. But Shishi, we are still friends. If you need my help in future, I will still be on call. "

Wen Shixin next warm, sincerely said: "thank you."

"Ha ha ha, thank you for being silly. Come on, let's go."

The bright yellow car started and ran out of the underground parking lot like lightning. It seemed that it didn't want to stay for a moment.

Until the red taillight disappeared in the field of vision, Wen Shishi slowly breathed out a breath.

There is a saying that she just did not have time to ask. Maybe, even if she had time, she would never ask.

It's late at night, and the underground parking lot is dark. Why does he have to wear sunglasses?

To be handsome or What to hide?

Lu Xiao is right in saying that the truth sometimes makes people sad. It's better to let it exist in such a muddle headed way than to explore it.

Lu Xiao's feelings, she has no way to respond, ask more, but will give him another hope, it is better to keep silent, completely silent.

The phone is still ringing patiently.

Mr. sniper is patient and deep, waiting for her response.

Wen Shishi took a deep breath and then said, "hello?"

"Poetry."

"Well," Wen Shishi answered softly, "have you come back yet? Is it in room 2307 now? "

Mr. sniper's voice was low and feminine: "I've always been behind you."

Wen Shishi suddenly stopped and turned back -

Mr. sniper came down from a black car not far away, approached slowly, and then gently held her in his arms.

"Shishi, I'm sorry I can't be with you today."

He has a light peppermint smell.

Wen Shishi leaned on his broad shoulder and sniffed: "are you going to deal with your business?"

“…… Well

"Then..." Wen Shishi raised his head and said, "have you dealt with it?"

"Ninety nine percent," Mr. sniper said, "as a businessman, the best thing to do is to do business. Only emotion is the most difficult."

Wen Shishi reached out and hugged him around the waist: "the thing you said Is it about feelings? ""Yes."

Wen Shishi suddenly felt a little sad: "although it's very low and unreasonable to say this, I still want to ask. The feeling you said Is it about women? "

Mr. sniper was silent for a moment, then gave her a positive reply: "yes, it's about women."

"Can't you tell me now?"

"Yes."

"How many more days?"

"Three days at most," Mr. sniper said, hugging her and kissing the top of her hair. "Poetry, we've agreed, just a week. There are still three days left in a week. Let me clean up the remaining one percent which is the most difficult to deal with, and I will tell you everything. "

Wen Shishi nodded and nestled in his arms again.

"Shishi, is there any discomfort in your body?"

Wen Shishi frowned, some wronged: "hand a little pain."

Mr. sniper saw the wound at the mouth of her right hand. It was not too deep, but a large piece of skin had been rubbed down. It looked shocking.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

Wen Shishi held him: "no, it's just a minor injury. Go back and disinfect it with alcohol. It'll be fine in a few days. Don't make such a fuss."

Mr. sniper was a little worried. He put his warm big palm on her belly and said, "where's the baby? How are you doing? "

"Well," Wen Shishi said, "maybe I'm too emotional today. I have a little pain. It should be the baby who is comforting me in his way."

Mr. sniper picked her up and hugged her in his arms. "Come on, let's go home first."

Wen Shishi put his hands around his neck and asked softly, "don't you have to go back to Jiang's today?"

"In fact, I seldom go back to Jiang's home. It's not because of you this time. I shouldn't go back either. My father and grandmother are used to it."

Wen Shishi asked him, "is grandma better?"

"Much better. Her favorite grandson is going to get married. In a few months, she will have a great grandson to hold. The old lady's false teeth will fall out."

Wen Shishi finally laughs. She knows that Mr. sniper is deliberately making witty remarks to coax her. She is not moved.

"Mr. sniper..."

Mr. sniper stopped: "forget again? What do you want to call me? "

Wen Shishi buried his face in his neck socket, and his voice was stuffy: "husband, I miss you so much."