I'd love to live next door to you

Zhang te helps to detect the difference between Han jingnian and carefully stretches his neck to take a look at the mobile phone screen in Han jingnian's hand. When he sees the photo of Xia goodnight and Xia chenan, he understands what's going on.

Mr. Han, this is because The lady said her husband was Mr. Xia, not him. She was depressed?

Er Although his wife always intimidates him with her rude seduction when she has nothing to do, she has helped him a lot.

Thinking about it, Zhang tezhu opened his mouth to say good night for Xia: "Madam may be afraid to release your marriage information with her, causing unrest, so she used Mr. Xia as a shield."

Han hasn't spoken for years, and there's no sign that he's getting better staring at the screen.

Zhang te helped to see what he said. It didn't work at all. He was in trouble for a while.

Just as he was thinking about what to do next, Han jingnian suddenly made a voice, which was cold as if he could speak into ice: "you go out."

In the battle of Han jingnian, Zhang te helped no one dare to hesitate. He immediately replied "yes" and disappeared into Han jingnian's vision.

With the help of Zhang te, the door of the hotel suite was brought up. In the huge space, it was quiet to the extreme.

Han jingnian stared at the photos in his mobile phone for a while, then angrily threw it aside, thinking that it was not clear, he got up and went into the bathroom.

After taking a bath, Han jingnian, as usual, lies on his back, eyes closed and ready to go to sleep.

Somehow, he always felt that his chest was blocked like something.

He wanted to let himself sleep, but he couldn't do it. At the end of the day, he was very upset.

He did not know how many sleeping positions he took. At last, he somehow thought that last night, when he was at the dinner party, president Song and President Lin, who were sitting beside him, all received a phone call from his wife at more than 10 p.m.

Song, like him, is on a business trip. Mrs. song asked him if he was finished? Did you go back to the hotel for a rest? He was also repeatedly told to drink less because of his bad stomach.

Lin is always a local. Mrs. Lin calls him to ask when he will go home. She also asks if he has eaten well outside and if he wants to have some supper.

Only he, the personal cell phone has been very quiet, the only time it rings is the weather forecast from 10086.

Last night, he didn't really care that Mr. Song and Mr. Lin received their wife's phone call. Because of such a scene, he saw a lot of people. But at this moment, in such a quiet night, he suddenly found that she hardly called him, let alone when he would return home and whether he would like to go home for dinner.

The thought of Han jingnian here is even more sleepless.

The fire in the chest was burning more and more fiercely.

He seemed to her a dispensable existence.

Or She never seemed to think of him as her husband?

No care, no sympathy, no need I won't even tell you what happened.

I just don't know. How is she at home now? Will it be sad because of Gu Yu's mess?

Forget it. She doesn't tell him anything. What else does he care about her?

Think, Han years will be covered in the head quilt, intend to continue to sleep.

Three minutes later, he suddenly opened the quilt, turned out of bed, walked to the sofa, picked up his mobile phone and began to check the flight information back to Beijing the next day.