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Chapter 962 You Think Too Much

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    Mark Tingchen stood there without moving, Wen Yan ignored him, packed his things and went to take a shower.  When he came out of the shower, he sat on the edge of the bed with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking, the expression on his face was dark and unclear, and he couldn't see clearly.

    She walked up, went to bed and lay down: "Turn off the light, I'm going to sleep."

    Mark Tingchen raised his hand and pressed the switch at the bedside. In the darkness, his tone was a little depressed: "I'm sorry, I didn't want to tell you, but I just feel that it's hard to say. So many things happened during this period, I'm really tired  "

    Wen Yan closed his eyes without feeling sleepy: "I know you are tired, and I want to love you, but you don't let me feel bad. All I can do is listen, and I want to help you share your worries, but between you and your  I am an outsider when it comes to my aunt. Not only does she keep me out, but you too. Now I don¡¯t want to care about it, and I don¡¯t want to ask. Where are you singing? You don¡¯t really think I¡¯m angry with you  Right? Don't worry, I don't, I'm not the kind of person who has to find something to do for myself when I can't be free. Let's perform our own duties and take care of our own affairs. "

    Mark Tingchen didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, he got up silently and went out. He didn't go to another room, but went out.  Hearing the sound of his car driving away, Wen Yan lost sleep. It was so late, where would he go?  To see Ann Shirley?

    In the hospital, Mark Tingchen sat on the chair outside An Shirley's ward for a while before getting up to go in.

    An Xueli has a sleep disorder and hasn't fallen asleep yet. Seeing him coming so late, she guessed something in her heart: "Are you having trouble with Wen Yan again? It's really uncomfortable to be kicked out in the middle of the night."

    Mark Tingchen sat down on a chair beside him: "I didn't get kicked out because I didn't know how to face her. The doctor said that you will be discharged from the hospital in two days and go home to take care of her. I won't worry about your matter in the future."  Never mind, I will arrange someone to take care of you. Since you gave birth to me, I will fulfill my obligation to support you and give you a living allowance every month. Apart from that, there is no other relationship between us.  "

    An Xueli's eyes were a little red, but she still put on a smile: "It's okay, you don't even have to pay alimony, because I never raised you. When my leg injury recovers, I can work by myself. I expected to know  You will not be able to accept all the truth, and I have long been mentally prepared. I only have one request, don't let me be too far away from you, as long as I can see you. Don't worry, I won't reveal anything to Wen Yan.  Words, this matter, only you and I know."

    Mark Mo Tingchen took a deep breath, stood up and said, "Then I'll go first."

    An Shirley nodded her head, hung her head and said nothing.

    Back in the car, Mark Tingchen closed his eyes, as if in pain.  The root of the mistake was not An Xueli. An Xueli was obviously the victim. Every time he couldn't help but say some hurtful words, he felt guilty after saying them.  He couldn't accept the fact that his aunt was his biological mother, and the truth kept tormenting him.

    After returning home, he faced Wen Yan's indifference and incomprehension. He was also uncomfortable in the hospital, and suddenly he didn't know where to go.

    After a while, he called Jing Shaoqing: "Is it convenient to come out now?"

    Jing Shaoqing said in a low voice on the other end of the phone: "It's been a long time since you called me in the middle of the night, what's the matter? Tell me your address, and I'll come over right away to meet and chat."

    In fact, Mo Tingchen just wanted to find someone to drink with to relieve the boredom in his heart. He was very tight-lipped, even if he drank too much in the end, he did not reveal a word about his life experience, even Jing Shaoqing, he was unwilling to disclose, let alone  Is it Wen Yan?

    After coming out of the bar, Jing Shaoqing was blown uncomfortable by the cold wind, and had to support Mo Tingchen, who was too drunk to stand still: "I don't know, I thought you were going to get a divorce, why are you drinking so much?  You called me out just to torture me, right? You didn¡¯t say anything, just drink with you.¡±

    As soon as he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of Wen Yan who appeared next to Mark Tingchen's car at some point. It looked like he had been waiting for a long time, and his hair was a little messed up by the cold wind.

    Being caught drinking in a bar late at night, Jing Shaoqing felt a little guilty: "You why are you here? It's just in time for you to come, yours, take it back."

    Wen Yan stepped forward and supported Mark Tingchen: "Shaoqing, did he tell you anything?"

    Jing Shaoqing replied honestly: "No, don't say anything, just let me drink with him, what's wrong with you two? He hasn't called me out in the middle of the night for a long time. How do you know we're here? He didn't talk to you the whole time.  Contact"

    Wen Yan took out his mobile phone and shook it: "It was Yaoyao who called me, saying that she heard you talking on the phone with Mark Tingchen, you two must have gone out to drink again, let me arrest you."

    Jing Shaoqing suddenly felt his scalp tingle, he thought that when he answered the phone, Chen Mengyao fell asleep and did nothing.He said: "We are really just drinking, Ting Chen is in a bad mood, you can see that I am just a companion, but it has nothing to do with me, you can help me say it in front of Yaoyao later, don't let  She picks on me, I can't stand it."

    Wen Yan smiled: "Don't worry, Yaoyao knows that it has nothing to do with you, otherwise she wouldn't let you out. Excuse me, do you want me to call a driver for you? You must not drive if you drink alcohol."

    Jing Shaoqing waved his hand: "It's okay, I'll call him myself, you can get him back quickly, it's too cold today, don't hang around outside."

    Back in Mu's house, Wen Yan used all her strength to bring Mo Tingchen back to the room, and the moment she threw him on the bed, she felt relaxed all over, and sat aside to catch her breath for a while  Slowed down, got a hot towel to wipe his face, after tossing, she lay down without any desire to move, before falling asleep, she did not forget to tuck in the quilt for Mark Tingchen, this guy, Young Master Lian Jing  Qing is unwilling to disclose, what is the big deal?

    The next day, Mark Tingchen was suffering from a severe hangover, and woke up with a splitting headache at dawn.  He thought that Jing Shaoqing would arrange him to spend the night outside, but when he found that he was surrounded by familiar furnishings and familiar people, he was stunned for a while, then got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

    When she came out of the shower, Wen Yan was still awake. It looked like he was so tired last night, she lay on her side and curled up into a ball, like a baby's sleeping position, her flushed cheeks in her sleep were a bit cute,  The slender and thick eyelashes are trembling, which is really cute to the extreme.  If she hadn't grown up beside him, wouldn't she be a little more innocent?  The Mu family owed her too much, as if he had given up everything and couldn't fully repay it.

    Perhaps sensing that someone was staring at her, Wen Yan opened her eyes in a daze. Seeing Mark Tingchen sitting on the edge of the bed, she turned over and said vaguely: "Are you awake? You go wash up  drinking so much alcohol smells so bad" (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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