Brother I was wrong again

When Yin Tiancheng woke up, he felt refreshed, and felt that his energy and strength had returned.

"Ahhh... I slept really well this time." Yin Tiancheng stretched, got out of bed, and stood by the window looking down.

Mosquito laughed, "Boss, you're sick this time, it scared us, especially Brother Shoujiang, who was so anxious that he almost prescribed meat in the hospital yesterday. Hehe, now the fever has subsided, and people are more energetic." , we are all relieved."

Yin Tiancheng's huge figure almost blocked the entire window pane, he frowned, "Huh? I wasn't dreaming, did I really come yesterday? How could I remember that she was still hungry and wanted to eat bread with cheese? What's the matter?"

The vague, warm feeling that belonged to Wu Xiaoya was still there.

"Well! It's really here, and I've been with you for a long time. Thanks to her coming, you quickly recovered from your fever, and then fell asleep."

Yin Tiancheng frowned and thought, "Why did she come to the hospital?" How did she know that she was sick?Did she care about him and call him?

"Oh, Miss Wu was brought here by the third brother. Later, when Miss Wu was about to leave, he wanted the third brother to send her, but I don't know why the third brother hid, so I sent a boy to take her back."

Mosquito packed things and chattered, but Yin Tiancheng frowned more and more as he listened.

what happened?

When Wu Xiaoya came to the hospital, Han Sen brought her here?

It seems... In Wu Xiaoya's mind, Han Sen's status is far higher than her own.

Alas... Yin Tiancheng sighed as he looked at the scenery everywhere.

Just thinking about the relationship between him, Wu Xiaoya, and Zhang Hansen, Zhang Hansen opened the door and walked in.

"Big brother!"

"Oh? The third child is here." Yin Tiancheng responded lightly, "I heard from the mosquitoes, how long did you stay up late last night?"

"Well, I originally said I was worth the night, but the mosquito insisted on letting me go back to rest. The mosquito was the most tired last night."

Zhang Hansen spoke modestly, and the mosquito said gratefully, "I'm not tired, I sleep here with the boss, and I slept pretty well."

Yin Tiancheng nodded.He knew that these brothers had nothing to say to him. It is estimated that none of the people on duty last night slept.

"I'm all well now, and I will go to work in the afternoon."

Mosquito was in a hurry, "Boss, let's rest for another day, so why rush?"

Zhang Hansen kept frowning slightly, Yin Tiancheng was the best at observing people's emotions, so he waved to the mosquitoes to let them go out, and then he asked Zhang Hansen, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Zhang Hansen heaved a sigh of relief.The boss's insight is really powerful, if you want to play tricks in front of him, there is no way.

"Boss, Jingjing has returned home."

"Hmm... what? What you're talking about..." Yin Tiancheng narrowed his eyes, with a look of unhappiness on his brows.

"Well, that's her," Zhang Hansen nodded with a sigh, "An Jingjing. An Jingjing has returned to China and landed here today."

Yin Tiancheng immediately frowned, paced back and forth in the ward, muttering, "What do you think she's doing back, she's just going away in France, alas...it's really not the right time to come back..."

Zhang Hansen was also anxious for the boss.

An Jingjing is back, An Jingjing is not an ordinary person.

International airport.

An Jingjing was wearing a simple, elegant and elegant camel-colored overcoat, and a pair of very seductive big sunglasses on her small face. She dragged a small red leather suitcase of LV, and walked out in a hurry.

A capable young boy followed her closely, took her suitcase, and blocked the flow of people in front of her with his other hand.

"Miss An, our car is in the parking lot. It was arranged yesterday. Should we go directly to the apartment or the hotel?"

An Jingjing looked around and sighed slightly, "Oh, it's almost as I expected, this guy has always been so arrogant that he can't see me, so he really didn't come to pick me up."

"Are you talking about Mr. Yin? I already called Mr. Yin's secretary yesterday, but I haven't gotten a reply from Mr. Yin. Maybe Mr. Yin is too busy..."

"Needless to say, I understand. He has always been like this. In his life, there is only a man's world. Oh, forget it, it's not a day or two, I don't care about him. Okay, let's go first apartment."

An Jingjing concealed her inner disappointment with a light smile.

Sure enough, Yin Tiancheng didn't come to pick him up... Well, can you not be disappointed?They haven't seen each other for three years!

"Miss An, the agency has prepared a meeting for you at the hotel, and there will be many media interviews waiting, look..."

"Well, then go to the apartment and change into a set of clothes for meeting the media before going. Alas, it's the same when returning to China. There is no time to rest. When did domestic media reporters become so follow-up?"

"Hehe, Miss An, it can only be said that you have been dormant in France for three years, but your international reputation has increased."

Red banners had been displayed in the hotel long ago: Warmly welcome internationally renowned writers to return home safely!

An Jingjing, whose pen name is An Ran, began to publish her own poems and novels at the age of 17. She was named the most talented high school student in the country at that time. Later, she went to France to study, continued to study literature, and published more than n articles one after another. relatively reputable.

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Hongmei, Shouya, and Wu Xiaoya all turned their pockets upside down, and Shouya counted up the coins one by one: "17 yuan eight, 17 yuan nine, 18 yuan four... Hey, the money for the three of us The total is only 18 yuan and [-] cents, which is not enough to take a taxi to the Rose Garden Hotel, and I haven’t eaten dinner, or if we don’t go, just have a bowl of rice noodles at the door.”

Wu Xiaoya is omniscient, "Okay, I listen to you, it doesn't matter to me whether I go to the rose garden or not, anyway, I don't want to go home and ask my parents for money, and when I go back, I don't want to come out with Hongmei Living."

The eldest sister called her all day long, asking her to go home, but she refused for one reason or another.

Hongmei squinted her eyes and despised her two good friends, "I said you two have no literary accomplishments, respecting literature is respecting our own soul world! A great writer like An Ran just came back from abroad, what a rare reader At the meeting, you can also get her autograph, you know, the writer An Ran is not a few years older than us, it is said that he is only 23 years old, very young, so promising, isn't it a role model for us to learn from?"

The thin girl rolled her eyes, grabbed Wu Xiaoya's cell phone, found Zhang Hansen's number from the contacts, and dialed it directly.