Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

The next day, before dawn, the door of Qin Jing and Wen Jili's room was knocked by the old lady.

After the two of them washed up, when they went out to the hall, the old lady had already put on her shoes and was standing by the door waiting for the two of them. Qin Jing and Wen Jili looked at each other helplessly.

Looking out of the window in a blink of an eye, it was just dawn, and with the severe cold at night, Qin Jing went to the front of the old lady and helped her to sit on the sofa, "Grandma, it's so early, Yanyan hasn't woken up yet."

She glanced at Wen Jili, with worry in her eyes, "You can accompany grandma first, I will go to the kitchen and cook something for grandma."

Qin Jing yawned when he turned his head, with a look of tiredness that couldn't be concealed. [

When the two of them were about to go to bed last night, Wen Jili answered the phone. After that, he stood on the balcony and made a long phone call. He didn't sleep until three or four o'clock.

He didn't sleep, and Qin Jing rolled around in a strange big bed, unable to fall asleep.

Later, not long after the two fell asleep, the anxious old lady knocked on the door. Facing the old lady who was too worried about her great-grandson, even if the two wanted to sleep again, they got up to accompany the over-worried old lady.

Woke up too early, even after eating early, sat for a while, originally made an appointment to go to the hospital to see Wen Rongyan at around ten o'clock, but later that person called Wen Jili, saying that the higher-ups had ordered him >

As a result, their visiting hours had to be changed to the afternoon.

After sitting in the hall for a while, the atmosphere was too heavy. Even though there was a TV in front of her, the old lady was still moaning and looking completely listless.

Once the time changed, there were still several hours, and it was even more depressing to just sit in the lobby. Qin Jing looked at the old lady with drooping eyelids. The old lady who hadn't slept well for two days in a row, her eyes, which were originally kind and smiling, were swollen up.

She will never sleep again, she squeezed Wen Jili's sleeve, and said in a low voice that only two people could hear, "Go outside, take a walk. Even if you're not in the mood to read, it's better to walk around Sitting here and waiting. Grandma sits here, it's too easy to think wildly."

Wen Jili looked at the old lady and nodded to her.

The two didn't choose a park for people to rest and take a walk. There are usually old people or parents playing with children there. They are afraid that the old lady will feel sad, so they take the old lady to a large square.

The space is wide enough, and the depressed old people will not feel too uncomfortable. The bright lights, the shopping floor, and the occasional hawking will also make the mood a little bit better.

It's just that Wen Jili hadn't been shopping with them for a long time, and after he answered the phone, his mood was slightly relaxed, and his expression changed instantly.

He glanced at Qin Jing, pointed to the phone, stepped aside and picked it up.

While chatting with the old lady, Qin Jing looked at Wen Jili, who was answering the phone, with the corner of his eyes, and saw his brows that were getting tighter and tighter. Something must have happened, otherwise, he was always indifferent and indifferent Yu-colored men's emotions will not be so straightforward.

For the first time, Qin Jing hated herself for being so weak and powerless. He was overwhelmed by such a big incident in the Wen family, but she waited and waited. She was anxious and couldn't do anything. .

Wen Jili hung up the phone, and when he walked over, his face had returned to his usual handsome face. He rubbed the top of Qin Jing's hair, "You can go shopping with grandma. I have something to do, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, the phone Wen Jili was holding vibrated again. Wen Jili glanced at the caller ID, and the word 'quiet' appeared on the screen. He subconsciously glanced at Qin Jing. She was turning her head in the direction of the old lady. look.

Frowning, Wen Jili went to the side to answer the call again. When he hung up the phone, his expression changed unpredictablely. He pinched his forehead with his slender fingers helplessly...