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Chapter 777 Another Me

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    Wen Yan said lightly: "I'm not a roundworm in his stomach. How do I know if it's like what you said? I think he can not only eat, but also eat a few more bowls. If he is not full, how can he have the strength to follow me?"  Noisy?"

    After a while, Liu's mother saw that Mark Tingchen hadn't come downstairs for dinner, so she asked tentatively, "Yanyan, why don't I ask the young master to come down for dinner?"

    Wen Yan pouted: "Doesn't he know when to eat? Isn't he very particular about his living habits? Doesn't he feel bad if he doesn't eat at that time? If he doesn't come down by himself, why ask him to do it? This is the boundary of his Mu family, he  If he wants to eat and sleep, who can do anything to him?"

    Mama Liu was at a loss for words for a while, and she didn't dare to move while sitting. Although she watched Wen Yan grow up, her temper gradually showed up later, which made her feel a little uncertain.

    After dinner, Wen Yan chatted happily with Chen Mengyao on the video call in the living room, as if Mo Tingchen was the only one who was affected by the quarrel.  Mo Tingchen was upstairs listening to the movement downstairs, and his anger rose slowly, but he couldn't vent it, and his chest felt uncomfortable.  Even though the weather hadn't started to heat up yet, he felt his blood rushing up, and he tore open his clothes irritably.

    By the time Wen Yan returned to his room, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and Xiaotuanzi had already fallen asleep.

    She gently put Xiaotuanzi into the crib, and went to bed by herself, completely ignoring Mark Tingchen who was sitting on the chair in front of the French window, as if treating him as transparent.

    How could Mark Tingchen bear this anger?  'Teng' got up and walked to the edge of the bed: "Is that enough?"

    Wen Yan just took a shallow breath and didn't intend to start a conversation. Why did every word he said seem to be accusing her of being willful?  Xu Ruling's door-to-door delivery of documents was just a trigger. The real problem lay with themselves.

    After a moment of stalemate, Mark Tingchen went to bed and lay beside her, stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms forcefully.  Her first reaction was to struggle, but due to the huge difference in strength, she soon gave up fighting.

    Feeling her compromise, he heaved a sigh of relief, and only then would she calmly listen to what he was saying: "I don't want us to be like this, I will try not to influence your thoughts in the future, what I said  Those words that make you uncomfortable are unintentional, don't remember what I said to you badly, okay?"

    Wen Yan said in a muffled voice: "Understood, go to sleep."

    He wasn't sure if she really calmed down, or if she just didn't bother to pay attention to him, the strong uneasiness gradually enveloped and swallowed him, driving him to press her under him.

    Wen Yan frowned, put his hands on his chest: "What are you doing? I don't wantI'm tired and want to sleep."

    He hesitated for a second, and chose to continue. The urgency in his heart could not be suspended, and the anxiety would mix with the night and drag him into a bottomless vortex: "I will hurry up."

    She turned her face sideways, closed her eyes, with an attitude of letting him do whatever he wanted.

    Originally, she was not in the mood to deal with this kind of thing, but under his scheming teasing, her body was so sensitive that she couldn't ignore all the feelings he brought, especially the impact of him galloping on her body, which made her gradually become passive.  Made a pool of spring water.

    Early the next morning, Mo Tingchen swept away the haze of yesterday, with a smile in his eyes, and played with Xiaotuanzi for a while before going out.

    Seeing that Wen Yan was packing up and getting ready to go out, he handed the little dumpling to Mama Liu: "Let's go, I'll see you off."

    Thanks to him, Wen Yan didn't sleep very well last night, and his mind was a little fuzzy: "No, I can just take a taxi by myself, and you don't have to worry about me."

    Mama Liu thought she was still angry, so she bumped her with an elbow from the side, she glanced at Mo Tingchen and yawned, "You really don't have to see me off, I don't have to go to the company on time now, as long as I can draw  A high-quality manuscript, even if I lie in bed all day, our manager has no objection, I just sat outside in the coffee shop for most of the day yesterday. Your company has a lot of work, so go about it yourself. "

    Mark Tingchen readily accepted: "That's fine, you arrange it yourself, I'll go first. Go to Shaoqing's for dinner in the evening, and you can get home before five o'clock, and I will come back to pick you up. If there is any change in location, please let me know at any time."

    Wen Yan nodded, took a sip of Xiaotuanzi, and then walked out slowly.

    When the car drove away, Mark Tingchen let out a long sigh of relief. He carefully recalled the details just now, and there should be no problem.  He can't get used to this way of getting along for a while, but he has to get used to it slowly. This is the best way. He shouldn't treat her as a child who can still be controlled by him. He has to treat her as his wife.

    Because he didn't sleep well last night, Wen Yan didn't want to wander around outside, so he thought about going to the company to catch up on sleep first.  When they arrived at the office area, Xu Yangyang couldn't wait to tell Wen Yan about Mark Tingchen coming to the company to wait downstairs. Wen Yan already knew about it, so there was no special reaction.Response: "I know."

    Xu Yangyang joked: "You still say that he is bitter, mean and indifferent. What kind of old man is he? Does anyone describe his husband like that? Besides, he is not like what you said. He is clearly handsome, wealthy, and kind to others."  , doesn¡¯t look old, he¡¯s about the same as us, he¡¯s just a model of a national male god, anyone who sees it will shine. Even if you quarreled, he came to pick you up yesterday, and he rushed to nothing, when he left  I'm not bothered, I really care about you. Others say that the richer a man is, the less he takes women seriously, because there are so many choices, I think he is different."

    Wen Yan's scalp was numb from the chanting: "How can I say that a little girl like you is easy to deceive? You don't know him well, so you just jump to conclusions like this. He is not what you imagined. Let me emphasize that he is better than you.  I am ten years older than my age. I admit that he is handsome, drool-worthy, and super rich, so what? It is a fact that he has a bad temper. I am really fed up with it for more than ten years  Well, there is still such a long time to spend the rest of my life together, so how can we not get along slowly? Although we were under the same roof for more than ten years, he was not at home for a lot of time. I can selectively avoid meeting him.  I don¡¯t have a chance to work it out, it¡¯s only now that it¡¯s officially started, so take your time.¡±

    Xu Yangyang's expression changed slightly: "I am I really that easy to lie?"

    Wen Yan realized that he had said the wrong thing, and explained: "I didn't mean that, don't think too much. I don't think you are easy to deceive, you just haven't experienced emotions, you are relatively simple. Although I haven't experienced much  But I'm more cautious. I didn't say that Tang Can lied to you. If you feel not only uncomfortable but happy when you get along, then it's not cheating. By the way, you and Tang Can are still in love.  Contact?"

    Xu Yangyang nodded: "I still keep in touch, almost like ordinary friends, and occasionally chat about design. He is a talented person, and I can feel that I can learn a lot from chatting with him. I think Jessica ruined it.  No one can meet Bole from the very beginning, once he first meets someone who leads him into the abyss, he will make a wrong step, wrong step by step, I don¡¯t think he is bad.¡± (Remember the website URL  : www.hlnovel.com
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