Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning suddenly picked up her pencil and pulled out an A4 paper from the printer. With her memory, she drew a portrait of her father on the paper. When she was knocked unconscious by Wei Jingjing, she had no time to take anything away. She didn't even have a picture of her parents.

At the moment, looking at the lifelike portrait of her father on the paper, she no longer suspected that there was something wrong with her memory.

If the other party erases the traces of her parents, it is to let her fall into self doubt, then she will never let the other party fulfill her wish. Because even if it was implanted into memory, she could not remember her father's face so firmly.

She picked up the portrait and handed it to the secretary. "This is my father's portrait. Are you sure you haven't seen him?"

The secretary looked at it carefully for a while and shook his head. "Sorry, I really haven't seen him."

Wei Anning frowned and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

She picked up the portrait, walked quickly into the headmaster's office and handed it to the headmaster, "headmaster, have you seen this man?"

The headmaster stared at the portrait and shook his head regretfully. "Sorry, he's not a professor in our school. I haven't seen him."

Wei Anning took the portrait and walked out of the office building. She sat on the steps and looked at the portrait in her hand. Her father's voice and smile seemed to be still in front of her, but suddenly everyone told her that he didn't exist. How could she accept it?

Leng Youchen's wheelchair stopped not far from her. He looked at her back with complex eyes, "ender, is there any news from Li Dong?"

"Not yet, three little, three little grandma looks very poor."

Leng Youchen raised his eyes, his eyes fell on the poor figure, and his thin lips closed tightly.

She no longer came out of the police station like yesterday and cried with him in her arms. At the moment, she just looked at the portrait in her hand quietly and didn't know what she was thinking.

But her back is so bleak, like the whole world has abandoned her.

He was distressed.

He slid over in his wheelchair, stopped beside her and locked it. He leaned over and easily took her into his arms. Aware that she was struggling, he said in a dumb voice, "it's me. Let me hold you."

Wei Anning was worried. Her tears suddenly rolled down. She quickly raised her hand to wipe away her tears and pretended to be very strong. "Shall we go to Maria hospital?"

Although she already knows the result of this trip, she still wants to confirm it, or she still has a fantasy that the other party is a stranger.

When Leng Youchen saw her secretly wiping her tears, he didn't even dare to cry loudly. Was he afraid that when he cried, everything he insisted on would fall apart? Leng Youchen held her tighter in silence.

The woman who hurt him deeply obviously relied on behind him, but she still had to bear the inner suffering stubbornly and alone. She didn't even want to say a word to him, or didn't trust him?

"Good!"

Leng Youchen looked at her side face with unfathomable, sharp and complex eyes.

Leng Youchen did not inform Rong Ling and song Qingge. He quietly left Z university with Wei Anning and went to Maria hospital. In the car, Wei Anning leaned against the window glass and stared at the rapidly retreating street view outside the window.

Although she doesn't know the Wei family, she also knows that the Wei family doesn't have much power in Beicheng. Otherwise, Leng Youchen asked the Wei family to marry him, and the Wei family can refuse the marriage.

Therefore, Wei Jingjing will never have the ability to wipe away the traces of her life in Britain. If it wasn't Wei Jing, who would it be?