Ex-wife, please marry me

Only he and himself are not like each other. If they meet, they either quarrel or pretend they don't know each other. Wang Mengmeng doesn't have a bit of coyness or quietness in front of her. How can she like herself?

Quarrelsome lovers do not know that there is another kind of love that is a happy friend. They will not talk sweet and sweet. Many times they will regard Tucao as the deepest concern. Even if the two people make complaints about it, their hearts are already an indispensable substitute.

Han Jian knows what Zhuo Nianqi is doubting and makes the choice of being a good man to the end.

"Maybe you don't feel like the two people you like each other at all, but what you show each other is unique. Maybe you say that she will smile when she gets along with others, but those smiles are not unique. She is unique in front of you."

He did not expect that he would one day talk about some emotional problems to his rival for the sake of the girl he liked, but he thought of Wang Mengmeng's stubborn face in his heart, hoping that she would be happy and not worry about these things.

Han Jian knew that he liked Wang Mengmeng very much. Otherwise, he would not have asked her to play his girlfriend in England. Many people wanted such an opportunity, but he wanted to get in touch with her selfishly.

Although he knew what he wanted, he also knew that he couldn't manage to get the feeling. It didn't mean that he could get it by working harder and paying more.

Zhuo Nianqi thought a lot when he heard the other party's words, although he didn't know how to tell such good news suddenly and kindly in the past.

It is undeniable that when he heard Wang Mengmeng's heart beating violently when he liked himself, he was afraid to live up to his expectations.

If we can make sure of the feelings of both sides earlier, whether they are already together now, we don't have to worry about the feelings.

If is one of the most promising assumptions, but if after you will suddenly bump back to reality, with if to fantasy dreams will not last long.

Through Han Jian's explanations, Zhuo Nianqi finally believes that Wang Mengmeng also likes himself. Before, he thought of all the special things as negative emotions. Now when he heard others say it, he suddenly realized that it was also a kind of care.

I feel the same way. Although I like Wang Mengmeng, I hurt her many times.

He thinks about what happened to them before, and now he has a new understanding. Before he thinks about the future, he goes back to reality violently. When he thinks about the behavior he just did to Wang Mengmeng, he feels guilty and doesn't want to believe it.

Sitting opposite, Han Jian still looks at him quietly and enjoys his coffee quietly. Knowing that he needs to digest at this time, he doesn't disturb him.

Han Jian's behavior seems unselfish to others. In fact, it's also his thinking. Compared with Zhuo Nianqi, he knows what he cares about, and he also knows that some things can't be won. If he's not happy, he must make Wang Mengmeng happy.

His actions are more considering the overall situation, but also early in the shopping mall. We have a long-term vision.

Zhuo Nianqi is in a calm mood at the moment. He seems to be introspecting himself when he was in the hospital. He regrets the impulse just now. At the moment, he directly upgrades to the highest level of regret. He recalls all his actions that he doesn't understand the amorous feelings one by one and wants to slap himself.

Originally, it was a wonderful thing for two people to like each other, but because they didn't cherish each other, they hurt each other again and again. Now it has become such a situation. Zhuo Nianqi is very remorseful.

Han Jian had finished a cup of coffee in silence. After looking at the time, he thought it was time to go, so he called the waiter to check out and gave a generous tip.

As expected, the waiter continued to indulge in his gentlemanly behavior. He was very happy. He took a picture of Zhuo Nianqi who was still in a daze.

"I have to go ahead. You can help yourself."

Read Qi some Lengzheng nodded, just forget my memory let him forget there is a person around.

Thinking that thanks to Han Jian's advice this time, I don't know when I can understand that Wang Mengmeng also likes him and doesn't have so much hostility towards Han Jian, so I sincerely say thank you. Han Jian still keeps his usual smile and waves his hand.

"I'm not saying this to you because I want to eliminate your hostility to me, but because I don't want to make her sad."

Although the other party didn't say his name, he naturally knew who the "she" was. Zhuo Nianqi admired his realm. If he thought it was not enough to make trouble, he would not tell him.

This may be the difference between the two, each has its own advantages. Han Jian sometimes sees things through too much, and all decisions are implemented after careful consideration, so he will show timidity.

Zhuo Nianqi expresses his emotions too directly every time. Maybe he is not mature, but he has less obstacles, more courage and true temperament.

Han Jian got up and just took a step, then came back and looked at him firmly.

"Although Wang Mengmeng likes you, I won't give up. Let's compete fairly from now on."

After that, he turned around and left without looking back. This sentence is like a statement rather than an inquiry. Through today's various thoughts, Zhuo Nianqi still appreciates his magnanimity and looks at him slowly disappearing into his own field of vision with respect.

Zhuo Nianqi looks at the time getting later and later, and thinks it's strange to be sitting here alone. He doesn't care to get up and leave.

Driving on the way home is obviously a little restless. Thinking of the last accident can only make you not think too much and concentrate on driving.

I thought I would be very happy today, but I didn't expect that my emotions are so complicated, happy, sad and self reproach. Is this love?

When he got home, he smelled the fragrance of rice, and some of them said something to their parents.

"I'm a little tired. I'll go up first. Take your time."

When the stern father heard this, he stopped him unhappily.

"I haven't seen you all day. Where have you been?"

Zhuo Nianqi naturally can't say that he went to Wang Mengmeng specially, but can only give a vague answer.

"Out with friends!" Zhuo Xiangyu was naturally dissatisfied with this reply and patted the table angrily.

"I've been quiet for several days, and I can't stay idle again. If I have time, I'll go to my company to help."

Zhuo Nianqi always worships his father and is afraid of him. I don't know whether it is because of the strict father and loving mother or other reasons. His father has always been demanding of him. In front of his father, he is always the weaker side.

Hearing that Zhuo Xiangyu was angry, he replied without expression: "Daddy, I'm really busy today. I have no appetite. I'll go upstairs first!"

When Zhuo Xiangyu saw his incompetent son, he was anxious and angry, but he didn't know how to express his feelings, so he felt estranged from his son.

Because of the company's affairs, he doesn't have so much time to accompany his wife and son. For Zhuo Nianqi, he hides the deepest fatherly love in his heart, but he still loves his son, or he won't let himself develop.

In fact, today he just wants to sit down and have a meal with his family quietly. Although he doesn't have so many social activities, he really can't relax. Before, because of the late evening, the family was very heavy, so he cherished the warm time when his family sat down and ate together.

He looked at the dishes on the table and lowered his tone with some emotion.

"Nianqi, as you know, it's not easy for our family to get together for dinner recently. Your mother cooked for you at noon today and said that she would reward you. We've been waiting for you for so long."

Zhuo Nianqi thought that his father would be angry. After all, he had been protecting the family like a superman. When he heard that, he could only walk slowly to his seat.

Xu Yueqing, who was still making soup, heard the voice coming out and saw her son come back. She trotted over happily: "mommy has made your favorite dish today. I'll take out the soup and have dinner!"

Zhuo Nianqi can't refuse to see her mother like this. Although she has no appetite, she can only sit down.

Zhuo Xiangyu was very happy to see him sit down, but he was still a stern father on the surface. A father and son who are not good at talking may not be so close on the surface, but their inner love can be seen without saying much.

Although Zhuo Nianqi was in a bad mood, she was still infected by the happy atmosphere at home and became happy.

After a meal, everyone was very happy. He accompanied mummy to clean up and then went back to the room. He just lay in bed and wanted to be quiet. After all, so many facts happened today that he could not easily digest them.

Zhuo meng'an wants to ask his brother when he has a meal. Thinking that his parents are inconvenient, he silently tolerates it. After eating, he follows Zhuo Nian Qi up the stairs in a hurry, but because of his short legs, he is left behind a lot.

Panting ran to Zhuo Nianqi room, sad to find that his door was locked, some anxious knock on the door.

"Brother, open the door quickly!"

Zhuo Nianqi thought that his younger brother came to play with him as before, but he was not in the mood to play with him today. He ignored what he didn't hear.

Zhuo meng'an, who was outside the door, was very worried. He couldn't see his brother open the door for a long time, so he could only continue to knock on the door to brush his sense of existence.

Zhuo Nianqi is annoyed by the knock on the door and directly buries his head. He wants to be isolated from the outside world, thinking that his younger brother will knock for a while and feel bored, so he won't make any more noise.

But he obviously underestimated his younger brother. Zhuo meng'an knocked for a long time without leaving. He can only get up impatiently, go to the door to unlock and lie back in bed.

Zhuo meng'an is very tired knocking at the door. He wants to know if he has something to look for. He has no backbone!

Keen to hear the sound of unlocking, he ran to Zhuo Nianqi's bed with short legs. Looking at his brother's closed eyes, he could only try to climb up to him.

Although he was very worried, he thought that his brother could control whether he could play the game or not. For a long time, he poked Zhuo Nianqi's cheek with his chubby hand.

"Brother, wake up

Zhuo Nianqi didn't expect that his younger brother was so patient today. He knew that he couldn't escape. He opened his eyes to see Meng an. Before his younger brother spoke, he refused cruelly.

"Ann, play by yourself. My brother is too tired to play with you today." Then he closed his eyes.