Husband is so arrogant

Chapter 132 I want to ask you a favor

Zhao Yalin heard the sound of the phone hanging up and locked the phone. She was so angry that she couldn't express it. She raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face, and said to Ji Xiaoman with a smile: "Sister Man, you are still smart, but now they have become a hot pot." Ants."

Ji Xiaoman smiled proudly: "Mo Wenwen, you want to fight me, but you are still young."

Wen Yimo called Han Zhengyu and found that his phone was turned off, feeling anxious, parked the car and walked straight to Han Zhengyu's house.

After ringing the doorbell a few times, there was the sound of slippers kicking inside, and after a while, Han Zhengyu appeared at the door, flushed on his cheeks, reeking of alcohol.

Han Zhengyu didn't seem to expect that Wen Yimo would visit late at night. After opening the door, a trace of surprise flashed in his confused eyes, and he muttered, "Sister Wenwen, why are you here?"

As he spoke, he fell backward because he couldn't stand firmly.

Wen Yimo hurried forward to support him, Han Zhengyu felt dizzy for a while, and his stomach began to churn.Wen Yimo immediately supported him and walked towards the bathroom. After Han Zhengyu vomited, he fell weakly on the sofa.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wen Yimo immediately cleaned up the wine bottles on the coffee table.

After seeing that Han Zhengyu got better, she brought over the hangover soup that was boiled in the kitchen, and fed him to drink it down. After a while, Han Zhengyu's eyes were considered clear.

He seemed to remember what happened just now, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, he rubbed his hair, and quickly explained: "Sister Wenwen, you know I don't usually do this, these days are too depressing, so I drink a little, I didn't expect you to come..."

After finishing speaking, it seemed that something was wrong again, Han Zhengyu scratched his hair again, and said, "Sister Wenwen, I was incoherent in a hurry to explain to you, I..."

Wen Yimo smiled gently and didn't care at all, pressed his shoulders and said, "I know it all, take a shower and go to sleep quickly. Don't worry, I'll be here for everything, I'll go first, I'll go to the company tomorrow I have something to talk to you about"

As he said that, he picked up his bag and walked towards the door.

Han Zhengyu quickly stood up from the sofa: "It's so late, let me take you back."

Wen Yimo looked at the anxious Han Zhengyu, smiled helplessly and said, "You'd better go back to sleep quickly, don't worry, I will be careful on the road."

When he walked to the door, he seemed to remember something, turned to look at Han Zhengyu, and said, "Remember to charge your phone, you will be very worried if I can't reach you."

Han Zhengyu stared at Wen Yimo's warm smile in the dark, and froze there. After a while, he nodded blankly, and then stood there watching her leave until he could no longer see her.

Back home, Wen Yimo saw Gu Jianyan in the living room as usual.

"I'm back. Come here." Gu Jianyan casually raised her eyes, looked at Wen Yimo and said.

Wen Yimo was obedient, so she walked towards him and sat beside him.

Gu Jianyan raised her hand and caressed her face, "Where did you go?"

"Han Zhengyu's house."

Wen Yimo's truthful response was not concealed. After all, the two of them said they should trust each other and be honest. Besides, concealing it would cause unnecessary trouble.

Ah.What a confession.

Something flashed in Gu Jianyan's eyes, and he said slowly: "Call me to come with you next time."

Wen Yimo immediately looked up at him, with a slight frown between her brows.

"Are you worried about me?" Gu Jianyan reached out and rubbed the top of Wen Yimo's head, with a slight smile on her face, she knew that the person in front of her would ask that question.

"It's not that I'm worried about you, but I'm worried about Han Zhengyu." Gu Jianyan said lightly with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

"What is there to worry about him, he is my artist." Wen Yimo was speechless for a moment.

This person is getting more and more unreasonable, I don't know what he is thinking, besides him who pesters her all day long, is there anyone else?
"I didn't say anything, I was just with you, what kind of eyes are you looking at?" Gu Jianyan didn't think it was funny when he found that the person in front of him looked at him with strange eyes.

Sometimes Wen Yimo is really slow to respond to feelings. Is it luck or misfortune to have such a fiancée?
"It's nothing." Wen Yimo looked away lightly, this person always looked as if nothing had happened.

"You, don't be too hasty in everything. No matter what happens, I will stand by your side." Gu Jianyan said such words out of the blue, the deep meaning of which is self-evident.

In Wen Yimo's heart, it was inevitable that he would be moved a little bit.

In the early morning of the next day, the sun rose from the east as usual, and Han Zhengyu also woke up.

Perhaps it was because he drank the hangover soup cooked by Wen Yimo last night, he didn't have those hangover reactions when he woke up.

Sitting up from the bed, she suddenly remembered that Wen Yimo said yesterday that she had something to discuss with him.

When Han Zhengyu came to the company, Wen Yimo was already waiting in the office: "Zhengyu, come with me."

Han Zhengyu looked at Wen Yimo who had already stepped forward, and then followed. The two came to a dance hall where no one was practicing.

"Zhengyu, tell me about the matter between you and Zhao Yalin, including what you hid from me." Wen Yimo looked at Han Zhengyu bluntly and asked.

"I..." Han Zhengyu hesitated to speak, how could he open his mouth, not to mention, the person in front of him was still his favorite.

Wen Yimo naturally saw that he was hesitating to speak, and encouraged him: "Zhengyu, maybe, what you said can reverse the current situation. Don't tell me, you always want to go on like this? Don't you want to have a day?" , can you really stand in the sun openly?"

Han Zhengyu stared at Wen Yimo in front of him, and finally took a deep breath, as if he had finally made a decision: "Sister Wenwen, she is pregnant."

After Han Zhengyu's words fell, Wen Yimo was dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

It turned out that Zhao Yalin was inseparably related to so many things that happened because she was pregnant.

Wen Yimo suddenly felt that things were getting worse, which undoubtedly made the turbulent situation worse.

Han Zhengyu looked at the person in front of him, just lost in thought, his eyes didn't change much, he felt relieved in his heart, he was afraid that the person in front of him would look at him with strange eyes.

After get off work, Wen Yimo carried her bag and walked alone on the street, with Han Zhengyu's lingering back in his head.

"No, I must find a way." Wen Yimo raised his hand suddenly, holding the bag tightly with both hands, and said firmly.

Occasionally, one or two pedestrians passing by on the road stopped and looked at her inexplicably.

"Uh..." Wen Yimo raised her head and saw that passers-by stopped and looked at her as if they were sick, so she hurried away.

Today, she spent almost the whole day thinking about the solution, but the results were not ideal.

Now Zhao Yalin will not come out to clarify, so what should she do?She couldn't just watch Han Zhengyu being buried like this.

Really unable to think of any countermeasures, Wen Yimo picked up the phone and played with it in her hands. When these things didn't happen at home, her phone was the same as it is now, and there wasn't even anyone she could talk to.

Flipping through the software on the phone boredly, and accidentally pressing it into the contacts, three big black characters of Ji Wenyan appeared on the screen, and Wen Yimo's eyes suddenly lit up.

By the way, Ji Wenyan approached her to play a role some time ago, but at that time she refused because she felt that her ability was not good enough.

With Zhao Yalin's temperament, even if she begs her, she may not take the initiative to clarify, it's better...

"Well. That's it."

The next morning, Wen Yimo came to the coffee shop early, and last night he called Ji Wenyan to meet here. There was no one in the coffee shop in the morning, and as soon as Wen Yimo entered the door, he saw Ji Wenyan sitting at the appointment A good position is waiting for her.

"Sorry, I'm late." Wen Yimo walked over quickly, she thought she came early enough, but Ji Wenyan was earlier than her.

"No, I came early." Ji Wenyan stood up and helped Wen Yimo pull out the chair, explaining.

"Thank you." Wen Yimo smiled apologetically at Ji Wenyan, and stopped talking. Seeing Ji Wenyan's easy-going manner, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed to ask him for help.

"What do you want me to do? I guess it's not just as simple as buying me coffee." Seeing Wen Yimo sit down, he also sat down.

Wen Yimo had a troubled look on his face, how could he not see it, so he simply asked first.

"I...I want to ask you for a favor..." Wen Yimo lowered her head slightly and said in a low voice.

"What's the matter? Tell me, I will help you if I can." Ji Wenyan said, his bright eyes radiated a gentle light.

"That's right, you told me last time that you wanted me to play a role, now... is there anyone playing that role?" After hesitating for a while, Wen Yimo asked.

"That character..." Ji Wenyan thought about it, then paused, "There's no one yet."

"No..." Wen Yimo breathed out nervously, if Ji Wenyan said that someone was going to act, then she really didn't know what to do, it would be impossible for Ji Wenyan to drop that actor.

"What's the matter? Could it be that you've changed your mind and are coming to act?" Seeing Wen Yimo's nervous look, Ji Wenyan asked amusedly.

"No, no, I..."

"By the way, let's sit down as soon as we come, and the waiter will think we're here to play later." Before Wen Yimo could finish speaking, Ji Wenyan suddenly interrupted her, and then pushed the list on the table, "I want a drink order what?"

How can she think about what to drink now.Wen Yimo didn't look at it either, but just said perfunctorily: "Whatever."

"Then, waiter, please have a glass of Blue Mountain, please add sugar. Add a cup of tea." Ji Wenyan waved to the waiter in the distance and ordered.

For a while, the two sat opposite each other, silent.

"Sir, you want Blue Mountain." The waiter came over at this time, put a cup of coffee on the table, and said politely.

"Thank you." Ji Wenyan also politely replied, pushing the coffee in front of her.

"Why are you looking at me? Try it too, the coffee in this cafe is pretty good." Seeing Wen Yimo staring at him motionlessly, Ji Wenyan smiled.

(End of this chapter)