Chapter 441

Meng Xiaoxia was stunned.

Huo xiujue followed her, and when he saw the woman in front of her, he was slightly stunned.

Different from the fancy or coquettish or pure appearance, this woman doesn't look like the kind of gaudy woman who depends on men for food. On the contrary, she has a lot of temperament, looks elegant and quiet, and has good taste in dressing.

It seems that he is not very easy to deal with.

Meng Xiaoxia walked in directly and looked at her suspiciously: "Miss, what's the relationship between you and this gentleman on the bed?"

Huo xiujue pulled her and apologized to Wen Shishi: "sorry, my girlfriend is a little impulsive."

"Nothing." Wen Shishi gave a warm smile. Seeing his old friend, he always felt that his eyes were a little hot: "I Now I'm a subordinate of President Jiang. "

"Subordinates?" Meng Xiaoxia took a deep breath and doubted: "just subordinates?"

Wen Shishi nodded hesitantly: "for now, yes."

Meng Xiaoxia was angry instantly: "what does it mean at present? What else are you going to have to do with him? Sister, do you know he has a wife? "

"I know."

"I know you still post it upside down? Do you want to be shameless? "

Wen Shishi handed her the water in her hand: "Xiao Xia, drink some water first and have a rest."

Meng Xiaoxia waved her hand: "don't make up with me, I don't drink!"

But

She suddenly looked up in surprise: "how do you know my name?"

Wen Shishi didn't answer. He turned to Huo xiujue and nodded to him as a greeting: "Hello, general Huo."

"Hello..." Huo xiujue was also confused: "you You know us? Did Mo Chen tell you that? "

Mr. sniper, who had not spoken for a long time, coughed twice and finally attracted everyone's attention.

Huo xiujue walked over anxiously and asked, "how can you practice yourself in the hospital again? Did you talk to your family? "

Mr. sniper opened his mouth as if he had a lot to say, but it was too slow to write on the palm of his hand.

He simply typed on his mobile phone and showed it to Huo xiujue.

Huo xiujue held his mobile phone and read: "she It's Wen Shishi

He looked up in shock: "poetry?"

Meng Xiaoxia's eyes were wide open: "what did you say?"

Huo xiujue turned the mobile phone over directly to show her.

As soon as Meng Xiaoxia saw it, he looked back and forth at Wen Shishi with a complicated look: "but She doesn't look like a poem at all. She doesn't sound like a poem. How can it be... "

Meng Xiaoxia patted her forehead and understood: "Mr. sniper, you must have been cheated. You miss poetry too much, don't you? That's why this kind of woman with ulterior motives made a hole! Hello, I say you, how do you know about poetry? How dare you pretend to be poetry?! Is it too bold? "

Wen wrote poems, but he didn't laugh.

Huo xiujue could see something about it.

In front of this woman, although her appearance and voice are not similar to Wen's poems, her indifference and shallow temperament is somewhat consistent.

After all, he was calmer than Meng Xiaoxia. He observed her quietly for a while, and his doubts were growing.

He asked Mr. sniper, "are you sure?"

Mr. sniper closed his eyes and nodded. He was sure.

Meng Xiaoxia walked around Wen Shishi, feeling her chin, as if trying to find something similar to Wen Shishi.

"I still don't believe it..."

"Xiao Xia," Wen Shishi said with a smile, "I remember When you took the college entrance examination, you only got 23 marks in math. "

Meng Xiaoxia people are stupid.

Mathematics in college entrance examination is a pain in her heart all her life.

In addition to the parents at home, only Wen Shishi knows.

Meng Xiaoxia was shocked, as if he had been struck by thunder: "you Is it really poetry? "

"Sorry, Xiao Xia," Wen Shishi said, holding her hand, "I didn't mean to hide it from you. I There are also difficulties. "

Meng Xiaoxia cried: "I don't believe it. My poems are covered with blood. I've seen them before. How can they still stand alive? I don't believe it

"Xiao Xia..."

"Then tell me, what was the name of the head teacher when we were in senior one?"

Wen Shishi thought about it and asked her, "when we were in grade one of senior high school, we had two head teachers. The first one was pregnant and took maternity leave. His surname was Liu. The last one was Liang. He was a biology teacher."

Meng Xiaoxia collapsed in an instant, crying: "poetry!!! Is it really you, Shishi! Are you really not dead? "

Meng Xiaoxia's mood comes very quickly, tears patter down, no one can persuade.Wen Shishi patted her on the back to help her feel comfortable: "what happened in those years It's a long story. In a word It's my fault. I left China and went to live in England. Only Lu Xiao knows. I really don't want to stay in H City, so I went abroad. "

Meng Xiaoxia has fully accepted her identity, but there are still many question marks in her stomach.

"What's the matter with your voice? Why are you so dumb? How nice your voice used to be... "

"The fire was terrible," Wen said, "but it's OK. It's just a little hoarse. There's no other problem. Slowly, you'll get used to it. "

Meng Xiaoxia hugged her with a cry of sadness and complaint: "smelly poetry, you are still alive, at least let Lu Xiao tell me something! Do you know how sad I was then? I've prepared all the gifts for my baby. My mother has specially set a long life lock for your baby, waiting for him to wear it as soon as he is born. Later I learned that you had an accident. My mother cried for half a month, but she didn't come back Lu Xiao is the same person. He has been running for three years without a trace. Even Huo xiujue can't catch him When I see him next time, I'll have to give him a good beating! "

Listening to the babbling of her childhood friends, Wen Shishi felt warm in her heart.

"Can you beat Lu Xiao?"

"I can't fight, but I can call a helper. Huo xiujue doesn't treat him lightly, does he?"

Wen Shishi was a bit surprised. Three years later, Meng Xiaoxia was so bold that he dared to call Mr. Huo by his name?

Huo xiujue didn't care at all. He looked surprised, but he was more gratified and happy: "Shishi, welcome back."

"Mr. Huo, thank you."

"There's no need to say thank you for being so strange between old friends. When you left, in fact, I can think of it. It must be a great blow for a woman to lose her child. But it's good to be back now. In recent years, Mo Chen's life has been different. I've been worried about his condition. This time you can come back, Mo Chen will be very happy. "