Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning came to the outside of the study. She hesitated for a moment before she raised her hand and knocked on the door. There came a man's magnetic low dumb voice. She pushed the door in and stood by the door with a flat mouth, "why do you want me to come up?"

"Come here!" Leng Youchen leaned comfortably on the back of his chair, and the sun was setting behind him.

Wei Anning walked over reluctantly and stood at his desk. There were two thick piles of documents on the desk. He knew that he had delayed all afternoon and had to work overtime in the evening.

Leng Youchen pushed a hard shell carton on the table to her, "this is agar white jade dew, which can be applied to the wound three times a day in the morning, noon and evening to weaken the scar."

Wei Anning looked at the exquisitely packed hard case carton and didn't answer it. In the car, she felt cold when she thought that Wei Jingjing was staring at her every move in the dark and waiting to replace her at any time.

She suddenly didn't want the scar on her leg to disappear.

"Oh."

Leng Youchen picked her eyebrows, looked at her low interest, and asked softly, "what's the matter? Worried that the scar will not be removed? "

Wei Anning shook his head, "no, I just think it's good to have a scar on his body. It can be used as a lesson, right?"

"Then who said that he was ugly in the car just now?" Leng Youchen smiled at her. This woman is really a strange creature. She changes one by one.

"I don't feel ugly anymore." Wei Anning fingered the cardboard box, unable to explain what he was worried about.

Leng Youchen smiled and said nothing. The haze between her eyebrows seemed to hide a lot of worries. He stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms and whispered, "what are you thinking?"

"Nothing."

Leng Youchen put his chin on her shoulder and hugged her for a while. The afterglow of the sunset fell on them. In the light dust, their figures seemed to melt together and snuggle up to each other.

After a while, Leng Youchen raised his head, opened the drawer with a long, bony finger, took out a photo and handed it to her, "do you know this man?"

Wei Anning took the picture and looked at a beautiful girl with a horsetail in the picture. She looked about 20 years old. She shook her head, "I don't know. What's the matter?"

"Think about it, really don't know her?"

Wei Anning thought carefully, filtered through the people he knew and met in his brain, and shook his head, "I don't remember, I haven't seen."

"She locked you in the computer room yesterday. The school found that she had dropped out of school a year ago. It is said that her father was seriously ill a year ago and was in urgent need of money. She had excellent grades. She could win the first scholarship, save her father and pay the tuition for the next semester. However, you took away the scholarship, her father died of serious infection, and she dropped out of school. "

Wei Anning frowned. "Is she a student of a university?"

"Yes, I'm in the same department as you. I'm still in the same class." Leng Youchen carefully observed her expression. It seemed that she really didn't know this person.

"I'm sure and sure I haven't seen her." Wei Anning feels that she is really wronged. All the historical problems left by Wei Jingjing let her bear the consequences, but she has nothing to do.

"Madam, why didn't you tell me yesterday that someone deliberately locked you in the computer room?" Leng Youchen pressed his deep and wise eyes on her.

"I..." Wei Anning looked down at the picture. "I thought it was an ordinary prank, so I didn't take it to heart. Moreover, you are so busy, I don't want to say it to worry you."