Her Sniper

Seeing her saying this, Mr. sniper finally showed a little relief.

It's more about being happy.

He did not expect that he, who had always been omnipotent, would have such a naive way to keep her.

Both of them are rookies in their relationship. One can't express himself, and the other doesn't ask. Three years have passed by like this. Although there are some regrets, now he just feels that he is ironing his heart.

They're back to the origin, aren't they?

Meeting once is coincidence; meeting twice is fate; meeting three times is destiny.

Not far away, Wen Shishi is calling Dylan in front of the hospital bed.

“…… Hello Dylan, yes, it's me... "

"He The situation is not very good. Now I'm in the hospital, which was the last time... "

"Would you please buy some porridge and send it? I I can't get out of here. "

"Well, please. It's hard work."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Shishi found that his eyes had been falling on him, which made her a little unnatural.

"All right, Dylan will be here soon." Wen Shishi said softly, "I'll go out for a while."

Mr. sniper is almost a moment of shock, subconsciously clenched her hand.

There was a sudden pain in the wrist, but it soon disappeared.

He also seems to realize that his excessive tension hurt her, a face of sorry, struggling to sit up.

Wen Shishi held him down: "I'm ok. You can lie down."

The sadness on Mr. sniper's face did not decrease, but increased.

Where is she going?

Do you want to call Lu Xiao?

Report her itinerary? Or do you want to tell another man what happened between them?

He wanted to talk and ask clearly, but the doctor's advice was still in his ears.

He has a lot to say to her, his voice can't be bad.

But he is still eager to know

"I'll go to the bathroom," Wen Shishi's face was a little embarrassed. He took out the package of sanitary napkin from his bag and shook it in front of his eyes.

Mr. sniper suddenly realized.

"Let go."

Let go.

Wen Shishi walked out of the ward and went to the public toilet outside.

There are toilets in the ward, but She still felt a little embarrassed.

Mr. sniper can't speak now, but his other senses have become extremely sensitive, as if he can read her mind. He can see through her emotions at a glance.

There is always an illusion in Wen's poems that he is a transparent person beside him.

By the time I packed myself up and went back to the ward, Dylan had arrived.

There are several heat preservation lunch boxes on the bedside table. There are many small dishes in them.

"Miss Miranda."

Wen Shishi nodded: "it's hard for you to go."

Dylan chuckled and said, "Miss Miranda is very polite. It's my job to take care of the president. I'm the one who troubles Miss Miranda."

Wen Shishi pulled his lips and didn't speak.

"I bought two preserved egg and lean meat porridge. The president likes to drink preserved egg and lean meat porridge most. In addition, there are some side dishes with porridge, which are all sour and spicy. The owner said these side dishes are girls' favorite."

"Thank you. Dylan, you're still so thoughtful. "

Dylan said: "I'll ask Miss Miranda tonight. The company's projects are advancing recently, and I have to go back to the company to deal with them. I've sent the documents that need the president's decision to his mailbox. If he has any decision, please let me know from Miss Miranda so that I can keep it up. "

"Good."

Dylan nodded, backed out and closed the door.

The first thing to get out of the hospital is to call Mrs. Jiang.

Mrs. Jiang has been waiting for a long time, but she can't be so anxious: "how about it? Have the two made up? "

Dylan truthfully reported: "old lady, I look like it's almost the same. The young lady still has the president in her heart and takes good care of her."

"That's good, that's good, then I'm at ease! Oh, come to see me, my blood pressure is not high, and my appetite is good. Ah, mother Wu, let the kitchen make another fish for me. I'm in a good mood today. "

Wu's mother answered happily: "OK, I'm going to talk to the kitchen now!"

Wu maxing rushed to the kitchenette. As soon as she told the cook, she met Mrs. Jiang.

In the past three years, Jiang Moshen has given all of the Jiang family's business to her. Mrs. Jiang's resentment towards the family is growing and she is becoming less and less attentive. Both of her children have grown up and have their own lives. Mr. Jiang is often away from home, leaving her alone to do nothing. She can only pick people's thorns everywhere, which makes the servants below miserable.This is not, see Wu Ma to want a fish, the expression is wrong again.

"Old lady, do you want to eat fish?"

Wu Ma nodded: "yes, madam, the old lady's blood pressure has been lowered these days. Obviously, she looks energetic."

Mrs. Jiang said with a smile: "it's good that the old lady is strong. I think she will live a long life. Maybe she can boil me to death. She's still there."

Wu Ma's face sank in an instant, but she was Jiang's wife after all, and it was hard for her to say anything.

Mrs. Jiang turned around in the kitchen and sighed: "it's all my son's fault. The property of the Jiang family was originally agreed to be left to him, but now it's taken away by someone who came back from outside. It's all my fault that I'm not a good mother."

Bring up the old story again.

She has been talking about it for three years. She says how pathetic and unpopular she is when she meets people.

Now all the rich ladies in H city are reluctant to call her.

She is the only one who complains about maintenance and travel. People who talk about it are not bothered, and people who listen to it are all bothered.

Wu Ma sighed and shook her head, half lamenting and half pitying.

In fact, Mrs. Jiang is not bad. If she married an ordinary person and lived an ordinary life, she would have a good life.

But she married to the Jiang family.

If you want to be the hostess of this kind of big family, you don't have any ability and skill. In the end, there is no good result.

That is to say, Mr. Jiang kept himself clean and didn't bring out any illegitimate children outside. Otherwise, with her character, a junior of Li Suli's level would have driven her out of Mrs. Jiang's position.

Wu Ma asked, "does madam eat fish? Why don't you let the kitchen make two. Fish are all protein. It's good for your health. "

"No," Mrs. Jiang helped the white jade bracelet in her hand. "I have an appointment this afternoon. I'll go out to eat. It's not the appointed time. I'll just walk around the house. You can wait on the old lady as soon as possible. Don't worry about me