Who said his wife was stupid? She was smart. She put it up for a month. He put his chin on his hand and promised very readily, "OK, when you finish the exam, we will do it for three days and nights."

"..." Wei Anning is about to cry. Why does she start to feel soft now?

The car stopped in the most prosperous area of the city center. The housekeeper came to open the door. They got out of the car and immediately attracted the attention of many people. However, most of them are girls.

They were all looking at Leng Youchen. They were attracted by the unique style emanating from him. When they saw his handsome face, they were surprised, but they fell on his leg with a touch of regret.

It's a pity that such a handsome man is a cripple!

Wei Anning seemed to hear their voices. She looked down at his legs and secretly determined to go back and start massaging him tonight. She will let him stand in front of the world again and never want these people's humble pity again.

"Leng Youchen, let's go."

Leng Youchen turned a blind eye to these eyes, and there was no ripple in his heart. He looked at the silent wife beside him, as if she cared very much.

Looking at the determined look on her face, he could almost foresee that he would suffer another crime tonight.

A group of people went to the busiest street. There was a pedestrian street over there, half food and half clothes. There were a lot of people. Wei Anning likes this food street with Chinese characteristics. He walked all the way and was attracted by the food.

"Leng Youchen, look at this, egg wrapped rice. Shall we try it?" Wei Anning ran over and lined up behind the team, regardless of whether Leng Youchen agreed or not.

Leng Youchen had no choice but to see her standing in a group of people waiting in line to buy Egg wrapped rice in Givenchy's dress and slim clothes. She didn't feel at all against it.

The woman in front of him and the woman he learned from the survey data are really two opposite contradictions.

She lost her memory? Or is it really not Wei Jing?

After waiting in line for more than half an hour, Wei Anning stamped his feet with cold and finally bought egg rice.

Leng Youchen saw that her lips were frozen and black. Without saying a word, he took the egg rice in her hand and took her to the nearby Starbucks.

Wei Anning followed him. Seeing his ugly face, she was frightened and shuddered. Walking into Starbucks, the heating came to Wei Anning's face. Wei Anning couldn't help sneezing.

Seeing Leng Youchen looking over, she quickly covered her mouth and didn't dare to say anything.

They came to the window. The waiter came quickly. Leng Youchen ordered her a hot drink and frowned: "I shouldn't have let you fool around. I'm so poor. Look back and be careful of catching a cold."

"Ha Joo!"

As soon as his voice fell, Wei Anning sneezed again, and the man's face was ugly again.

Wei Anning, with a flat mouth, whispered, "the hero in other people's idol drama will take off his coat and cover the heroine's shoulder. You're still fierce."

When Leng Youchen heard her complaint, he couldn't help laughing, "what are you muttering?"

Wei Anning immediately raised his head and said with a fake smile, "nothing, nothing."

Leng Youchen reached out and took off his cashmere coat. He leaned over her shoulder and pushed the disposable lunch box in front of her with a disdain on his face. "Eat the egg rice you want. Don't you have enough at noon?"

"Well, Grandpa's aura is too strong."

"How can I remember that you basically killed the dishes at noon?" Leng Youchen squinted at her.

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