Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Gong Ting, who regarded himself as a root, followed Wei Anning out of the city hall building. He walked quickly and stopped Wei Anning's way, "Ning'er, let's talk."

Wei Anning looked up at him. In fact, what she owed most in her life was gong ting.

A promise in childhood bound him for half his life. He was still infatuated with her, but she could only accommodate that person in her heart.

"Gong Ting, I would not have known how many times I had died without your company and protection in the past five years. I know what you want to talk about. I will solve the matter between Leng Youchen and me. "

Gong Tingbi's blue eyes trembled with light and a faint touch of sadness, "Ning'er, I know you haven't put him down for a moment in the past five years. I won't talk about him or us. I've just arrived in Birmingham. Will you go to dinner with me?"

Wei Anning looked at his handsome face. She couldn't bear to refuse. She nodded, "OK."

Gong Ting opened the door and waited for her to sit in. He quickly got in and started the car to drive away. He saw Leng Youchen coming out of the city hall building. He stared at the rearview mirror until he couldn't see it.

As he drove, he said, "I heard you arrived in Birmingham last night. Where do you live now?"

The guardian gave a hotel name. Gong Ting frowned slightly. "There's a world trade conference over there recently. Hotel reservations should be in short supply. Have you booked a room on a temporary business trip?"

Wei Anning hung her head and looked at her twisted hands. She was not good at lying and didn't want Gong ting to know. Now she lives in a room with Leng Youchen, "well, it's booked."

Gong Ting glanced at her. "I called you last night."

"Ah?" Wei Anning looked up at him, "I didn't receive it."

Gong Ting pursed his lips. "Leng Youchen picked it up. It's so late. Are you together?"

His tone was calm, just like a conversation between friends. He was just right and wouldn't disgust her.

Wei Anning knew she couldn't hide it. She said, "when we checked in at the hotel, the front desk told us that there was no record on the computer of the room reserved by the assistant."

"You know, the world trade conference is being held there, and there is a shortage of houses. There was only one business suite left at that time, and then..." Wei Anning said later, and he couldn't go on.

Why do you have the illusion of finding reasons for yourself.

Gong Ting clenched the steering wheel, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his voice was mixed with a touch of obvious anger, "Ning'er, you don't have to explain so much to me."

Wei Anning was helpless. She didn't explain, she just stated the facts.

Gong Ting took out his mobile phone and called his assistant, "book me a presidential suite right away. Don't tell me that there is a shortage of houses. If I don't believe in Birmingham, I can't find a hotel full of people."

Wei Anning saw him angrily throw away his mobile phone. Her usual good temper was no longer good-bye. She bit her lower lip and couldn't help gasping when she met the broken skin.

"Gong Ting, I come to Birmingham to work. I will be where my boss is. Don't do this."

Gong Ting turned on the turn signal and pulled over. He pulled the handbrake and stared back at Wei Anning. "Do you know how uncomfortable I was when Leng Youchen answered your phone last night?"

"I drove to Birmingham overnight and sat outside the hotel all night. Do you know why I didn't go up?"