The Forensic Wife of the Dark Schemer

Wen Qing held the mobile phone and waited for he Chaoyang's reply, but her fingers were stiff, and there was no text message from the mobile phone. There was a faint smile on her face, with a broken sadness, but she always smiled.

Dong Dong!

There was a knock outside the door.

"Wen Qing" is the voice of Director Wen.

Wen Qingying didn't answer either. Outside the door, the director of literature knocked more and more loudly. There was another dissuasive voice, which Wen clearly recognized. It was her fiance's voice.

Wen Qing buried herself in her arms. She didn't know what had happened to her. Just near the wedding, she found that she couldn't get married and stay with other men.

Wen Qing holds the mobile phone. Her slender and delicate hands are pale. She is unwilling.

Wen Qing opened the door.

Director Wen didn't expect Wen Qing to open the door suddenly. Some didn't react.

"I'll go out."

"Wen..."

Before Director Wen spoke, Wen Qing had slammed the door and left. Director Wen was so angry that he was almost angry that he spoiled his daughter. Wen Qing drove all the way to the Department of economics. She parked her car downstairs and looked at the magnificent four storey building in front of her, clutching the steering wheel.

Finally, she took out her cell phone and dialed a phone.

When Wen Qing called, he Chaoyang was listening to a foreign trade report. He looked at the phone, frowned slightly, and his cold look didn't change much. The second secretary shut up and waited for he Chaoyang to answer the phone.

"Continue." he Chaoyang pinched the phone.

The second secretary will continue to report. But a minute later, the phone rang again. He Chaoyang picked it up directly this time.

"What's the matter?" his voice was cold and without a trace of emotion.

Wen Qing held his cell phone and said, "I'll wait for you downstairs." then he hung up.

The phone was cut off directly, which obviously exceeded he Chaoyang's expectation. Wen Qing always looked gentle and soft in front of him, and even didn't weigh his language.

The second secretary saw he Chaoyang hang up and continue to report the content. Said less than five minutes, suddenly saw he Chaoyang stand up, turned and left the office directly, but before leaving, a voice came in, "come back in an hour."

The second secretary was stunned, put away the work report and returned to his post.

Seeing he Chaoyang downstairs, Wen Qing was extremely nervous. But the more this time, the more she didn't want to escape. She wanted to know what he Chaoyang was thinking and why he suddenly ignored her.

He Chaoyang walked in the direction of the car.

Wen Qing looked at the cold he Chaoyang coming towards him, took a few deep breaths, then opened the car lock and watched he Chaoyang open the door and get on the bus.

"Drive."

"Huh?"

He Chaoyang didn't say much. Wen Qing subconsciously started the car.

"Stop in ten minutes."

"Where are you going?"

"Whatever."

"... OK."

Ten minutes later, the car stopped. Wen Qing held the steering wheel and looked at he Chaoyang sitting in the co driver's seat. On her beautiful face, she obviously wanted to stop talking. After taking a few deep breaths, she said, "Chaoyang, I like you."

He Chaoyang slanted his eyes and looked at her. His cold face was like an ice sculpture. His eyes were deep and bottomless. At that moment, people couldn't help but tighten up.

"So you think I like you too?" his tone was slightly sarcastic, but it seemed to laugh at himself.

Wen Qing listened to this tone and felt some pain. "I don't expect you to like me, but I hope you don't blindly refuse me."

"I don't like you."

Wen Qing took a deep breath. "Even if you don't like me, I need to know why. Didn't you have a crush on me five years ago?" she clearly remembered the smile on he Chaoyang's face at that time.

His face was not cold at all. His eyes looked at her with intoxicating tenderness. He Chaoyang is so obsessed with her. She knew he Chaoyang's past, but she didn't care. She didn't care that there were other women in his heart.

"To you?" he Chaoyang's mouth was slightly raised, but there was no smile in his eyes. "Wenqing, do you know my business?"

Wen Qing was stunned and said, "I know, I know I can never replace your wife's position in your heart."

"Even so?"

"Even so."

He Chaoyang looked at her firm and affectionate eyes. Don't open your eyes and looked at the leaves floating in front of the glass. "Wen Qing, I did have other ideas about you, but it's just because you're like Yao Yu."

Like Yao Yu?!

Wen Qing could hardly believe his ears. "You mean, you five years ago... To me, it was because of Yao Yu

He Chaoyang didn't look at her, but said faintly, "in my heart, there has always been only Yao Yu. It used to be and will be."

"You lie!"

He Chaoyang turned his head and looked at Wen Qing's excited and heartbroken look. He said faintly, "I know better than you whether I'm lying. Wen Qing, I'm not suitable for you." with that, he Chaoyang opened the door and got off.

"He Chaoyang!"

He Chaoyang didn't look back, and his straight back gradually left the line of sight of the car. Wen Qing looked at him and wanted to rush over. He pressed him hard and asked him to say another answer. Even if he had pity on her and lied to her.

Wen Qing wiped his tears, opened the door and got off, then rushed to he Chaoyang.

He Chaoyang heard a voice behind him, turned around, and a figure jumped heavily into his arms. Long hair raised a few, brushed his face, light fragrance Qin nose. He was stunned, holding his hands and looking at the woman who suddenly rushed up in his arms.

Wen Qing raised his head and put his hands around his waist. When he was stunned and relaxed, he kissed his cold thin lip.

At the moment when the lips stick to each other, he Chaoyang returns to his mind and pushes Wenqing away. Wen Qing stumbled and almost fell, but his face was smiling, but his face was flushed and obviously shy.

"He Chaoyang, I withdrew my marriage for you. I have no other way to go. In this life, I must be with you!"

He Chaoyang looked at her smile without any smile, but with a sullen face and an angry tone, "what are you doing!"

"I've thought about it for a long time," said Wen Qing, with a soft smile and a little naughty in his eyes that he Chaoyang is not familiar with. "He Chaoyang, you will be interested in me!" with that, Wen Qing turned around, quickly got on the bus and drove away.

Looking at the car leaving, he Chaoyang turned around with a vague look.

Wen Qing looks at he Chaoyang leaving through the rearview mirror. In her mind, she remembered a poem by Xu Zhimo that she had read abroad a long time ago.

"One should forget oneself for someone at least once in one's life.

No results, no company, no ownership,

Don't even ask you to love me.

Just want to meet you in my best years. "