Young Master's NO.1 Warm Wife

With the help of Gu Chuyao and Chaoyang, the birthday party is very secret and in full swing.

The girl's mind is more delicate than the boy's, so she pays more attention to details. They are happy with an idea for a while, but it's really bitter. Qi Yan, who was sent by Lu Yeqing to be a coolie.

Fortunately, such a day lasted for a day and a half. In the blink of an eye, it was Wenning's birthday.

She mentioned to Lu Yeqing the night before that she would accompany Wen Zhenhua in the hospital until the evening. When Lu Yeqing comes back from work, they can have dinner together and celebrate a little.

Stay in the hospital until the afternoon * *, Wen Ning didn't sit still, but Wen Zhenhua joked: "OK, today is your birthday. You can't stay here with me this old man all day. Go back early."

Wen Ning hesitated, "but..."

Wen Zhenhua pretended to keep a straight face. "But what? Although I'm old, I'm not so delicate. As long as you can have a good relationship with Lu Yeqing, dad has nothing to regret in his life."

He said so, and Wen Ning had to agree. Before leaving, he didn't forget to explain the precautions to the nurse carefully.

On the way back to the emperor's luxury court, Lu Yeqing's phone called between the red lights.

Seeing the name beating on the screen, Wenning unconsciously smiled at the corners of her mouth, but what the other party said next seemed to throw a basin of cold water on her head.

Lu Yeqing's tone was full of guilt, "Ning Ning, there is a problem with a project in the company. I have to go on a temporary trip. I may not be able to spend my birthday with you in the evening."

It's impossible to say you're not disappointed. After all, Lu Yeqing was the one who celebrated his birthday at the beginning.

However, Wen Ning is not the kind of unreasonable and vexatious person. He quickly adjusted his mood. "It's okay. It's still more important to work. Anyway, I don't have any ideas about my birthday."

She had no idea, but she was disappointed when she gave hope, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Lu Yeqing probably realized that she was in a bad mood and sighed softly, "sorry, maybe I shouldn't have mentioned this to you in the beginning."

Seeing that the signal light was about to jump green, Wen Ning seemed to grasp the life-saving straw and said quickly, "it's all right. You don't have to feel sorry for this. I don't tell you when I'm driving. Be careful when you're on a business trip and have a safe trip."

For fear of disturbing Lu Yeqing's plan because of herself, she left this sentence and hurriedly hung up the phone. When she looked up again, her eyes were a little red.

Wen Ning wanted to return to the hospital, but when he thought of what Wen Zhenhua said, he was afraid that he would worry about it. Finally, he simply went to Wen's house where he hadn't stayed for a long time.

There is no one living in the house now, but Lu Yeqing kindly arranged for someone to clean it regularly.

The big house is as clean as new, and all the things related to Tang Jing and Wen Qian are handled cleanly, which makes Wen Ning feel a lot more comfortable.

All the way upstairs to his room, the moment he opened the door, surging memories came to his face.

She once spent the whole girlhood here, but now she is only in her early twenties, but she feels that those years are far away from herself.

Wen Ning found out the basic thick photo albums from the drawer and recalled them carefully one by one. This memory will forget the time.

When Chaoyang called, the album had been turned to the bottom by Wen Ning. She turned the page of the album and answered the phone, "Chaoyang, what's the matter?"

"Is it Miss Wen ningwen? Your friend is drunk in our bar. Could you please pick her up?" there was a strange male voice on the other end of the phone, even accompanied by noisy music.

Winnington jumped out of bed. "What?"

She knows that Chaoyang has always been a bold artist, but there is still some basic discretion. Why do you drink in broad daylight and become unconscious?

The situation was urgent. Wen Ning didn't dare to think much. He asked the other party for his address and told him to take care of the sunrise, so he rushed over without stopping.

Her thoughts diverged all the way. I don't know how much she thought, some of which didn't. Unexpectedly, at the appointed place, Chaoyang, who should have been drunk, stood on the roadside.

Wenning stopped the car misty. As soon as he got off the car, Chaoyang dragged his arm to the elevator.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute. What's going on now? Didn't the man say you were drunk?" Wen Ning was full of fog. After all, Chaoyang didn't look like a drunk.

She was very worried. Instead, Chaoyang sold the key and directly pressed the button leading to the top floor of the elevator, "temporarily put away your curiosity and wait until you get there."

Wen Ning had no choice but to follow him all the way to a wooden door.

Chaoyang covers her eyes seriously. "Well, when I count three or two, you'll open your eyes."

"Three, two, one..."

After her eyes were covered, her hearing became sensitive. Wenning heard the sound of a creak and the glottis was opened. She slowly opened her eyes. What she saw immediately surprised her.

Facing the door, the wall made a huge flower wall with roses, and there was a photo wall made of Wen Ning's photos from small to large. At a glance, I knew that I had spent a lot of thought.

The bright crystal lamp dropped down from the high roof. On the stage not far away, melodious and wonderful music poured out of the hands of musicians and echoed in the whole hall.

The champagne tower, the white silk table and the sweet and greasy dessert smell in the air are like a small banquet.

Lu Yeqing, who went on a business trip, approached slowly with a bunch of huge roses and handed them to Wen Ning. "Happy birthday, Mrs. Lu."

Wen Ning covered his mouth and looked at the man who smiled at him incredibly. "You, how... Didn't you say you were going on a business trip temporarily? How could..."

How did you get here? How could it surprise me at this moment?

Seeing that she was about to cry, Lu Yeqing painfully rubbed her finger belly against her reddish corners of her eyes, "they said you would like such a surprise, but I seem to regret it."

Wenning hurriedly shook his head and closed his hands around the rose in his arms. "No, I'm surprised and like it very much. Thank you, Yeqing."

Lu Yeqing breathed a sigh of relief, but also restored the rogue nature. "I remember I said I didn't like oral thank you..."

He couldn't finish his words, so Wen Ning kissed him before that.

At this time, the romantic bouquet became an obstacle for the two to embrace. Lu Yeqing did not hesitate to throw the big bouquet on the ground, but at this time, it was obvious that no one cared about it.