Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Father Zheng looked at her and felt angry. He reached out and stroked her back to help her. He said, "madam, I've never asked people in my life. I've asked people all over these days. What face haven't I seen? But when the sky falls, we will bear the disaster caused by our daughter. "

"What if Wei Anning really designed it? What about her revenge on our daughter? " Zheng's mother refused to let go.

Zheng's father rubbed his eyebrows. He really didn't understand the woman's vexatious behavior. "With ah Chen's attitude towards Miss Wei, what did she spend this effort to deal with our daughter? Besides, the child's food poisoning tossed them to death during this period of time. She was still in the mood to calculate our daughter?"

"What if she's in the mood?" Zheng's mother makes trouble without reason. In fact, she also knows in her heart that Wei Anning doesn't seem to be a woman with a city government, otherwise she could have said it more beautiful just now.

Father Zheng stood up. "I'm very tired. Go upstairs and have a rest first. Don't think about it. I think it's good to let her reflect during this time."

Zheng's mother stared at his back angrily, "my daughter is my life. If you don't love me, I love you."

Zheng's father was really not in the mood to make trouble with her. He turned and left directly.

Zheng's mother felt bitter for a while. When she thought about what Wei Anning said, she felt even more blocked. This tone choked in her throat. She couldn't go up or down, but became more and more anxious.

Leng Youchen returned to the ward very late. After Wei chenshen got better, the couple almost regarded the ward as their own home and asked people to build two hospital beds next to chenshen's hospital bed to form a big bed.

When he opened the door of the ward, he saw a floor lamp in the room, which he had sent from his apartment.

Under the light, Wei Anning leaned against the head of the bed, holding a book in his hand. His head tilted to one side. He dozed off like a chicken pecking rice. He walked slowly and loosened his tie as he walked.

Put the tie on the head of the bed. He slowly came to her and reached out to hold her head. As soon as she moved, she woke up, rubbed her confused eyes and looked up at him, "are you back?"

Leng Youchen took the book on her lap and put it on the bedside table. He said softly, "why don't you know to sleep first when you're so sleepy?"

"I want to wait for you to come back." Wei Anning smiled at him. She smelled the smell of smoke and wine on him and knew that he had been socializing until now. She opened her quilt and was ready to get out of bed, but he stopped her, "what are you going to do?"

"I'll get you a basin of shampoo. You can wash your face and wake up."

Leng Youchen shook his head, "no, I'll go by myself later. When I get to now, do you have something to say to me?"

Wei Anning lowered her eyes, reached out to hold his hand and clasped it with his index finger. "This evening, Linda's mother came to me and said that Linda beat Jiang Yang and was locked up in the police station. With their Zheng family's status in Marseille, they couldn't save her. Is it very troublesome?"

Cold Youchen's eyes flashed a touch of displeasure, "I'll deal with it. You don't care about them."

Wei Anning looked up at him. His Phoenix eyes were full of blood and looked haggard. He must have gone through a lot of relationships before he could socialize. Now, she said, "the Zheng family is kind to you. Your business is mine. If you speak, I..."

"No!" Before she finished, Leng Youchen had already refused.