My temporary husband, please kiss me slowly

Wen Tingting went to bed early that night and didn't think about the current dilemma.

The next morning, she found no trace of anyone sleeping in the master bedroom, and she guessed that dinglun hadn't come back again. It seems that Ding Lun has settled down with Chen Xiaoyu. Instead, it has become an inn.

From that day on, Ding Lun lived in Chen Xiaoyu's apartment for a week and never returned to his new house with Wen Tingting.

He also thought that maybe wentingting would call him or question him when he saw that he hadn't been home for a week, but there was no news over there for a whole week.

Meeting wentingting again was in the conference room of Hongkang industry.

At that time, Wen Tingting was chatting with Yang Jian. She looked ruddy and beaming. She looked very happy.

On the contrary, as soon as he came in, the two people who were talking happily in the conference room suddenly fell silent, as if he were a monster.

When Shi Zui enters the conference room, Wen Tingting is whispering with Yang Jian about work.

Ding Lun and Chen Xiaoyu sit together. Chen Xiaoyu is warm and considerate. Instead, Ding Lun is well served. For some reason, his face is gloomy.

There is a sharp contrast between the two camps.

Shi zuixiu also took Ding Lun and Chen Xiaoyu as the air. She sat down next to Wen Tingting and took out two concert tickets: "I invite you two to see the concert. This is a VIP seat. Money can't buy a good place. How about you go together?"

Wen Tingting took the concert ticket. It is the concert of a famous singer at present. It is very difficult to buy. It is said that it is difficult to get a ticket.

Shi Zui can get tickets, which shows that it took a lot of effort.

She's not very interested in concerts herself, but

"Do you want to go?" she looked at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian is a workaholic. If you can take him to relax, it can be regarded as an affirmation of his working ability.

Yang Jian glanced at the ticket, smiled and nodded, "yes."

He felt that Wen Tingting was buried in his work all day. He should have fun and relax when he had time. This was also a reward for himself.

"Well, let's go to the concert tonight. To be honest, it's my first time to listen to the concert." Wen Tingting was a little excited.

"I'll take care of other trifles. Just stay with me and don't walk away." Yang Jian flashed a smile in her eyes and found that Wen Tingting also had a childish side for the first time.

In fact, Wen Tingting is not very old. She looks older just because she got up early.

"I'm at ease with your work." Wen Tingting nodded with a smile and suddenly began to look forward to it.

After all, it's new. It should be fun.

Wen Tingting and Shi Zui are talking about going to the concert. Ding Lun, who is sitting on the side, suddenly gets up and walks away without looking back.

Seeing this, Chen Xiaoyu hurried out with him.

When she saw Ding Lun smoking at the crossing, she frowned: "Why are you smoking again?"

How many times she said, Ding Lun always didn't listen to advice, but smoked more and more fiercely. If she continued like this, Ding Lun would become a cigarette gun sooner or later.

Ding Lun couldn't seem to hear Chen Xiaoyu, so he just swallowed the clouds and puffed.

Chen Xiaoyu is not used to such Ding Lun.

This past week, Ding Lun worked with her in the company during the day, and they lived under the same roof at night, but what Ding Lun said to her is not more than one day a week.

He became more and more gloomy, smoked more and more, and people became more and more unhappy.