Flash marriage sweet wife: Mr.Mu, hard to serve

The two talked about work. Yu Jinghuan was very considerate. He felt very comfortable eating with him. But he only felt like this. There was nothing else.

It was a little late when they left. Both of them had some wine, so Yu Jinghuan found a substitute driver and sat quietly in the back seat with a clear mind.

At this time, on the opposite road, a Porsche Cayenne didn't know when to stop. The man in the back seat looked through the window glass and didn't know how long he looked outside.

She and Yu Jinghuan left the restaurant and got on the bus together. That kind of smile on her face is really a long time ago.

He thought that he was about to forget, but in fact, it was just deeper into the bone marrow, in his heart, always in his heart.

Three days later, Nancheng University.

The communication meeting of neurology department was held in the conference hall of Nancheng University. Wen Jing is no stranger to this place. Sitting in the back of the conference room, Yu Jinghuan has already prepared a speech in front of her, but her speech is not so fast.

Most of the doctors who attended the meeting were from the same trade. Many of them were quiet and familiar with each other. The atmosphere was very warm and everyone was talking until the meeting was almost started.

The first one is mu Yuxing, the chairman of this meeting. Wen Jing first heard his familiar low voice, drooping his eyes and slowly tightening his pen in his hand.

After a while, she slowly raised her head.

In fact, she couldn't see him clearly from tens of meters away, but her eyes could clearly outline his handsome features and outline.

Gradually, she didn't listen to what he said, and her chagrin flashed by. How could she be distracted.

Drooping eyes, she ordered herself to focus, followed by Yu Jinghuan's speech, after which he sat by his side.

Wen Jing is looking at her speech. Somehow, she didn't feel nervous these days, but now she feels nervous again

She twisted her eyebrows, and some irritable emotions fell into Yu Jinghuan's sight.

He whispered, "quiet, I believe you can."

She pursed her lips and looked up at Yu Jinghuan. Somehow, Yu Jinghuan's appearance gradually turned into Mu Yuxing

She immediately shook her head, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Well, don't worry." She smiles.

An hour later, it was Wen Jing's turn to speak.

Mu Yuxing is sitting in the first row. In fact, she can see him at a glance.

Also very calm to his eyes, the mood at the bottom of the eyes is too calm.

Mu Yuxing squints his eyes slightly. His eyes haven't moved since he fell on Wen Jing. It's a year later that he's so close to her.

It seems that the distance between them is only a few meters.

At the end of the speech, the next second, Mu Yuxing suddenly came on stage and stopped Wen Jing.

This scene is not originally set.

I thought that Mu Yuxing might make trouble for her, but I didn't. I just asked her about her attitude towards neurology research. She answered calmly, and at the same time, I felt Mu Yuxing's vision.

Never removed from her.

Her cheek suddenly a little hot, after the end, the heat still did not dissipate.

Until he sat down in his position, Yu Jinghuan held her anxiously.

"Gentle and quiet, is that a gaffe?" Yu Jinghuan's voice was filled with anger.

Wen Jing pursed her lips and said in a light voice, "No."

She felt very calm.

It's just that I'm the one I've loved so much, so I still have some feelings.

She felt a little dizzy, and then the meeting was almost over. She went outside the meeting hall for a while, and Yu Jinghuan came out.

"There will be dinner later. If you feel uncomfortable, I'll take you home first."

Wen Jing shakes her head. The president told her that since the two of them are representatives of the hospital, they can't miss every trip.

"I'm fine." She smiles.

Yu Jinghuan looked at her smile and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

He has been with her for so long, but as soon as Mu Yuxing appears, it seems that all his company falls short.

In the evening, the banquet of neurology was held in a star hotel not far from Nancheng University. Wen Jing and Yu Jinghuan sat at the first table. In addition to the two of them, there were Mu Yuxing and several doctors from Nancheng hospital.

Yu Jinghuan used to work in Nancheng hospital. Many of you know him, but he is quiet and strange.

He took the initiative to introduce her one by one, and finally Mu Yuxing.

Wen Jing gave him a faint smile, "doctor mu."

Mu Yuxing just came over. There is only one place beside Wenjing at this table.

Her smile froze.

Mu Yuxing nodded lightly, and his face was pale and silent to the gentle and quiet sight.

As if she were just a stranger.It's true.

At the dinner table, Yu Jinghuan and his old colleagues who are familiar with each other have a good talk. Wenjing occasionally puts up a few words. Mu Yuxing is very busy. Basically, people come up from time to time to toast and talk. Wenjing's Yu Guang has seen him drink a lot of wine.

She remembers that this man's drinking capacity is not particularly good

But it doesn't seem to be her concern.

Before long, even the wine cup in front of Wenjing was filled with wine. Wenjing frowned. When she was going to pick up the wine cup, she suddenly stretched out two hands in front of her and held her wine cup at the same time.

Mu Yuxing and Yu Jinghuan.

And obviously, Mu Yuxing's action is faster, the wine cup is taken away by him first, and the wine in the Wenjing cup is poured into his own wine cup by him.

She Leng Leng, back to God, all kinds of eyes on the table to her cast.

In fact, many people still remember Wenjing's identity. She used to be Mrs. mu. This evening, Mu Yuxing's abnormal acquaintance with him can be seen.

He would never drink so much.

Except Maybe it's because of the peace around you?

Next, of course, no one dares to pour wine for Wenjing, and even the surrounding atmosphere becomes more cramped.

After a quiet pause, Wen felt that every moment he stayed here was very painful. He went to the bathroom to wash his face.

At this time, the mobile phone rings. It's Lin Yi who calls her.

"Xiaojing, when is the dinner over? I'll pick you up."

"Soon, I'll leave in a minute."

Hang up the phone, she turned to come out, but a little boy ran over, with a glass in hand, accidentally bumped into Wenjing's arms, and the wine in the glass was all wet with Wenjing's clothes.

"Sister, I'm sorry..." The little boy scratched the back of his head in chagrin.

"Nothing." Wenjing smiles and turns back to the bathroom. It's obviously impossible to go back to the dining table. The wine stains on her clothes can't be wiped off now, so she has to go home first.

When she came out, she bowed her head, so she clearly saw a shadow in front of her.

The familiar breath is very close to her.

Her heart beat suddenly disorderly a clap, raise a head of time, Mu Yuxing stands in front of her.