The military commander's forensic wife

Wen Qing held the phone and waited for He Chaoyang's reply, but her fingers were stiff, and no text messages came from the phone.There was a faint smile on her face, with a kind of fragmented sadness, just smiling all the time.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door.

"Wen Qing." It was the voice of Director Wen.

Wen Qingying didn't respond either, the sound of knocking on the door by the Director of Cultural Affairs outside the door became louder and louder.There was another dissuading voice, which Wen Qing recognized, it was her fiancé's voice.

Wen Qing buried her head in her arms, she didn't know what happened to her.It's just that when the wedding was approaching, she found that she couldn't get married, and she couldn't be with other men.

Wen Qing held the phone, her slender and delicate hands were pale, she was not reconciled.

Wen Qing opened the door.

Director Wen didn't expect Wen Qing to open the door suddenly, so he didn't react.

"I'm going out."

"arts……"

Before Director Wen could speak, Wen Qing slammed the door and left.The head of Wen was so angry that he almost lost his temper, and said that he had spoiled his daughter.Wen Qing drove all the way to the Economics Department. She parked the car downstairs, looked at the majestic four-story building in front of her, and held the steering wheel.

Finally, she took out her cell phone and made a call.

When Wen Qing called, He Chaoyang was listening to foreign trade reports.He glanced at the phone, frowning slightly, his cold expression didn't change much.The second secretary kept his mouth shut and waited for He Chaoyang to answer the phone.

"Continue." He Chaoyang pinched the phone.

The second secretary continued to report.Within a minute, the phone rang again.This time He Chaoyang picked it up directly.

"What's the matter?" His voice was cold and without a trace of emotion.

Wen Qing held the phone and said, "I'll wait for you downstairs." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

It was obviously beyond He Zhaoyang's expectation that the phone was cut off. Wen Qing always had a gentle and gentle look in front of him, and he didn't even speak harshly.

Seeing that He Chaoyang hung up the phone, the second secretary continued to report.After talking for less than 5 minutes, He Chaoyang suddenly stood up, turned around and left the office directly, but before leaving, a voice came in, "Come back in an hour."

The second secretary was stunned, put away the work report and returned to his post.

The moment he saw He Chaoyang going downstairs, Wen Qing felt extremely nervous.But the more it was like this, the more she didn't want to escape.She wanted to know what He Chaoyang was thinking and why he suddenly ignored her.

He Chaoyang walked towards the car.

Wen Qing watched the cold He Chaoyang walking towards him, took a few deep breaths, then unlocked the car, and watched He Chaoyang open the door and get into the car.

"drive."

"Ok?"

He Zhaoyang didn't say much, Wen Qing started the car subconsciously.

"Stop in 10 minutes."

"Where?"

"casual."

"……it is good."

Ten minutes later, the car stopped. Wen Qing held the steering wheel and looked at He Chaoyang who was sitting in the passenger seat.Her delicate face was obviously hesitant to speak, and she took a few deep breaths before saying: "Chaoyang, I like you."

He Zhaoyang squinted his eyes and looked at her. His cold face was like an ice sculpture. His eyes were deep and bottomless. The moment they met, one couldn't help but tense up all over.

"So you think I like you too?" His tone was slightly mocking, but it seemed to be self-deprecating.

Hearing this tone, Wen Qing felt a little stinging, "I don't expect you to like me, but I just hope you don't just reject me blindly."

"I do not like you."

Wen Qing took a deep breath, "Even if you don't like me, I still need to know why. Five years ago, didn't you ever fall in love with me?" She clearly remembered the smile on He Chaoyang's face at that time.

There was no coldness on his face, and the way he looked at her revealed an intoxicating tenderness.This kind of He Chaoyang made her obsessed with it.She knew about He Chaoyang's past, but she didn't care, she didn't care that he had other women in his heart.

"For you?" The corners of He Chaoyang's mouth slightly raised, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Wenqing, do you know about me?"

Wen Qing was taken aback, turned his eyes away and said, "I know, I know that I will never be able to replace your wife's position in your heart."

"Even so?"

"Even so."

He Chaoyang looked at her firm eyes full of affection, turned away, and looked at the leaves fluttering in front of the glass, "Wen Qing, I did have other thoughts about you, but that was only because you were like Yao Yu." .”

Like, like Yao Yu? !

Wen Qing could hardly believe his ears, "You mean, you... treated me five years ago because of Yao Yu?!"

He Chaoyang didn't look at her, but said calmly: "In my heart, Yao Yu has always been the only one. It was in the past, and it will be in the future."

"You are lying!"

He Chaoyang turned his head and looked at Wenqing's excited and heartbroken expression. He said lightly, "I know better than you if I'm lying. Wenqing, I'm not suitable for you." After speaking, He Chaoyang opened the door and got out of the car.

"He Chaoyang!"

He Zhaoyang didn't turn his head, his tall and straight figure gradually left the car's sight range.Wen Qing looked at him, wanting to rush over and force him to ask him another answer, even if he wanted to pity her, it would be good to lie to her.

Wen Qing wiped away tears, opened the car door and got out of the car, then rushed towards He Chaoyang.

He Chaoyang heard a voice behind him, turned around, and a figure fell heavily into his arms.A few strands of long hair brushed against his face, and a faint fragrance filled his nostrils.He froze, raised his hands, and looked at the woman who suddenly jumped up in his arms.

Wen Qing raised her head, wrapped her arms around his waist, and while he was in a daze, tiptoed, and kissed his cold lips.

At the moment when his lips touched each other, He Zhaoyang came back to his senses and pushed Wen Qing away.Wen Qing staggered and almost fell, but there was a smile on his face, but there was a blush on his face, obviously still shy.

"He Chaoyang, I retired the engagement for you, I have no other way to go. In this life, I must be with you!"

He Zhaoyang looked at her smile, but there was no smile, but a sullen expression on his face and an angry tone, "What are you doing!"

"I've thought about it a long time ago," Wen Qing smiled softly, with a bit of stubbornness that He Chaoyang was not familiar with in his eyes, "He Chaoyang, you will definitely fall in love with me!" After finishing speaking, Wen Qing turned around and quickly got into the car , drive away.

Watching the car leave, He Chaoyang turned around, his expression unclear.

Wen Qing looked at He Chaoyang's leaving figure through the rearview mirror.In her mind, she remembered a poem by Xu Zhimo that she had read abroad a long time ago.

"There should be at least once in a person's life.

Forget about yourself for someone,

Don't ask for results, don't ask for peers, don't ask for what you once had, and don't even ask for you to love me.

Just in my best years...

met you. "