Mr.Yi, you are my destiny

Of course, Ruan bingyue believes in Wen Zehao, and Ruan bingyue believes that Wen Zehao must refuse.

If yes, they must all refuse. If not, it's best.

In fact, it all depends on Wen Zehao himself. It doesn't matter whether he has any ideas. What matters is Wen Zehao's ideas.

Man... If he really wants to spend outside, even if no one throws himself into the arms, he will find a woman outside by himself.

Therefore, for this point, Ruan bingyue is absolutely relieved of Wen Zehao.

don 't worry.

"These people are really eight women." Ruan bingyue said discontentedly.

"I don't need you to know how good my husband is to me. I just need to know. What do you mean if my husband is better to me, he won't let me go to work. My husband respects me." Ruan bingyue said to herself again.

"OK, ask for leave." Ruan bingyue was very angry after hearing these people's words, so she asked for leave.

Ruan bingyue decided to take a few months off.

Ruan bingyue slowly returns home. Aunt Chen still has prepared meals waiting for her at home. There are few dishes cooked today. Three dishes and one soup are enough for Ruan bingyue.

Ruan bingyue went to rest after eating.

However, when Ruan bingyue lay in bed, her mind was full of what those people said.

Finally, Ruan bingyue became more and more angry.

Although it is said that the mouth grows on others, just ignore it, but when it really happens to yourself, you really can't ignore it.

Therefore, Ruan bingyue decided to gamble once. She was also capricious and didn't go to work.

Ruan bingyue looked at this point. Wen Zehao may also be resting, so she called Wen Zehao with a try mentality.

At this time, she urgently needs to vent her feelings, and must vent her inner dissatisfaction. So, find someone to talk about it, make complaints about it.

Therefore, Ruan bingyue chooses to call Wen Zehao, hoping that Wen Zehao's phone can be connected.

"Hello..." when Wen Zehao's magnetic and gentle voice came over, Ruan bingyue was particularly relieved.

"Wife..." Wen Zehao gently called Ruan bingyue.

"Are you busy? Or are you resting?" Ruan bingyue asked with concern.

"In the office. What's up? I can talk with you." Wen Zehao took advantage of his lunch break to deal with some things, so that he could go back to accompany his wife earlier in the evening.

When it comes to going back to accompany his wife at night, Wen Zehao is also a little embarrassed. It is agreed to go back to accompany his wife. As a result, his wife doesn't need to accompany at all.

It's either eight or seven o'clock every day. What else do you accompany? It's just going back to dinner with your wife.

"Oh." Ruan bingyue sighed.

As soon as Wen Zehao heard Ruan bingyue sigh, he knew that she must have something to do, otherwise he couldn't call him at noon.

Wen Zehao knows that generally, there is nothing important. During the day, Ruan bingyue won't call Wen Zehao because she doesn't know if she can get through.

"Wife, why sigh? What happened?" Wen Zehao asked with concern.

"Today... I overheard my colleagues talking about me. The general meaning is... I have to go out to work when I am pregnant. My mother-in-law doesn't pay attention to me and my husband doesn't pay attention to me. I, I have decided that I want to take leave... I won't go to work from tomorrow. I want them to know that my mother-in-law attaches importance to me and my husband attaches importance to me." Ruan bingyue said discontentedly.

After listening to Ruan bingyue's words, Wen Zehao was not angry or worried at all.

Wen Zehao knows that after all, people like them will always be discussed by people outside. This is also normal. Wen Zehao has been used to it. Therefore, he is very calm when facing these things.

"Well, it's OK to ask for leave and resign." Wen Zehao coaxed Ruan bingyue with indulgence: "what do you still do with these people's words in your heart? Don't put them in your heart... You often tell me that your mouth grows on other people's bodies, and people say it if they like... Do you mind?"

"Alas... I know this truth, but... Sometimes I can't help but mind, and... They also said... Many people throw themselves into my husband's arms and scold." Ruan bingyue deliberately mentioned this matter to see how Wen Zehao answered.

"Throw yourself into your husband's arms? Who?" Wen Zehao asked with a smile.

"I don't know... It must be a beautiful woman." seeing that Wen Zehao didn't answer her question positively, Ruan bingyue knew that there must be, and there must be a lot.

"Oh." Wen Zehao still didn't face up to this problem, but gave Ruan bingyue a word.

"You... What do you mean? Do you want to explain this?" Ruan bingyue was dissatisfied

Pregnant women are more suspicious, and are more likely to be in a bad mood. They are also normal under the influence of the outside world.

"I forgot." Wen Zehao said, forgetting and trying to get rid of it. Ruan bingyue didn't do it.

"What do you mean you forget... Is there a woman throwing herself into your arms? Can you forget? Will you forget who your wife is one day?" Ruan bingyue asked discontentedly.

"Hahaha... How can I forget? My wife is the most important person in my life. How can I forget my wife? It's impossible, impossible. Don't worry." Wen Zehao laughed and still wanted to cover up the matter. He didn't want to discuss with Ruan bingyue about women throwing themselves into his arms.

"I think you will... You can even decide whether a woman will throw herself into your arms and hug you, and you may forget your wife." Ruan bingyue insisted.

In short, Ruan bingyue wants to hear Wen Zehao's explanation.

"Don't pretend with me. You can't forget. You said, are there any women who throw themselves into your arms, have ambiguous meaning for you, hint at you, or express that you want to have a relationship with you and do something with you?" Ruan bingyue asked Wen Zehao directly, which made Wen Zehao have nowhere to escape.

Wen Zehao doesn't want to answer that Ruan bingyue doesn't want Ruan bingyue to think more.

However, if Wen Zehao wanted to answer Ruan bingyue, he would not cheat Ruan bingyue.

"There seems to be." Wen Zehao finally confessed honestly.

"What is it like to have, can such things be like? If there is, there will be, if there is no, what is it like to have." Ruan bingyue was still dissatisfied with Wen Zehao's answer and said dissatisfied again.

"Yes... Yes." Wen Zehao was helpless: "what do you want to do with these things? Is it important?"