After rebirth, Yan Shao can't climb high

"Rogue, ruffian!" Jing Wanwan blushed and stared at Yan Tingjue.

Yan Tingjue knocked his eyes, and rolled his Adam's apple, "Wanwan, I'm exercising my boyfriend's rights."

"you……"

She wanted to curse, but she ran out of words.

"Offended you?"

"What do you think!" Jing Wanwan stomped her feet, "Why are you in this state now? What if someone comes in and sees it?"

"No one came back. After the accident, it was temporarily on vacation."

Seeing his calm appearance, she asked with concern: "Have you found out the cause of the explosion?"

"Ah."

"Can it be resolved?"

"I can."

"What do you mean able? You are perfunctory."

Yan Tingjue smiled faintly, "It's just a little troublesome."

"Oh, it's a good thing to be troublesome, otherwise you, the big boss, will die of idleness!" Jing Wanwan turned and walked out.

Yan Tingjue stepped forward, held her hand, and asked as he walked, "How do you know I'm here?"

"Ask Special Assistant Zhou!"

"Are you worried about me?"

"The devil is worried about you!"

"Wan Wan, shall we get married?"

Jing Wanwan rolled her eyes, "Did we talk about this topic before returning to China?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you to figure it out."

Anyway, the marriage certificate has already been pulled without telling you. Whether you want it or not, she is my wife in name.

"Do you want to come to my house for dinner?"

"No, I'm going home."

"Oh." Jing Wanwan glanced at him, wondering why he didn't invite her to his house.

"I'm too tired today. I'll invite you to eat at home another day. I'll cook."

"Okay!" She was in a good mood immediately.

"I'll take you home first."

Jing Wanwan kicked the pebbles on the side of the road, "You drive your car, I drive mine, does this count as a gift?"

Yan Tingjue was slightly taken aback, "Then drive my car?"

"No, you drive mine! Put yours here!"

"Okay, it's up to you."

A cunning flashed across the corner of Jing Wanwan's eyes, "Give me your talents and keys."

"Why?" Yan Tingjue was a little dumbfounded.

Jing Wanwan reached out and took her car keys from his trouser pocket, "Recently, you should drive my car to the company. I'll come and pick up your car later."

Yan Tingjue didn't quite understand what she meant, but he still complied.

After sending her back to Jing's house, he drove her back to his villa, the villa where they had lived for three years.

Now, Aunt Chen went to the old house to take care of the old man. The villa is empty, but there is no smell of dust. Aunt Chen will come back in two or three days to clean it.

He saw her collaged photo stickers on the wall of the living room, and called Zhou Shen.

"Find a good photography studio and make an appointment."

"it is good."

"Also, ask them to prepare two templates, one for a couple and one for a wedding dress."

Zhou Shen was surprised, "But Miss Jing..."

"There will always be a day."

"Okay." Zhou Shen didn't know whether to be happy or sad, Mr. Yan finally wanted to fulfill Miss Jing's previous dream.

Yan Tingjue entered the master bedroom on the second floor and found Zhou Shenfang's two marriage certificates in a drawer.

He gently rubbed Jing Wanwan's face on the marriage certificate with his fingertips, his eyes fascinated.

"Wanwan, you are my wife now."

He took a photo of the two wedding photos and saved it, then went to the balcony to light it, watching it burn out bit by bit.

"Wanwan, now, I don't worry about you divorcing me in the future."

Jing Wanwan was lying on the bed, her eyelids started to twitch wildly again.

Tossing and turning, she called Yan Tingjue.

"My eyelids are going crazy again!"

Yan Tingjue glanced at the ashes in the flowerpot, "Shall I blow it for you?"

"Not good? Where are you now? Is it a villa near my house?"

"Not here, on the side where we used to live together."

He saw the girl in the video call frowning, "Wait, I'll be there right away."

"Then you are not very troublesome?"

"I'll rest in the villa over there in a while, and I won't come back."

"Ah."

Ten minutes later, Jing Wanwan heard the sound of a whistle coming from outside, opened the curtains and saw Yan Tingjue got out of her car, waved to him happily, and ran out madly all the way.

"Yan Tingjue!"

"Slow down." Yan Tingjue reached out to support her.

Jing Wanwan grinned, "I'm very happy now!"

"The eyelids stopped twitching?"

"Uh." Jing Wan Wan touched her eyelids, "Why don't you jump when you see you?"

"I am the antidote?"

Yan Tingjue laughed.

"Don't be smug!" Jing Wan Wan stepped forward, squeezed her fist and punched him.

Yan Tingjue covered his chest, "Why did you hit me?"

"No reason, I just want to fight!"

Gradually, there were tears in her eyes.

Yan Tingjue raised his eyebrows and understood something in an instant.

"Isn't it before, when you were young, you always went to the school gate to watch me play, and hoped that one day I would come for you?"

Tears slipped down, Jing Wanwan bit her lower lip, afraid of crying out loud.

Yes, from elementary school to high school, university, and after graduation, she was there for him, and she wished he could look back at herself.

Now, he finally saw her.

But she has a knot in her heart, and although she is happy, she is also sad.

The damn emotions!

"I'm sorry." Yan Tingjue pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, "This day came too late, I'm sorry Wanwan."

"Yeah, it's so late. I've been waiting for a long time. If I didn't still have you in my heart, if I hadn't been a bitch and couldn't let go, I really wouldn't have anything to do with you anymore."

"My mistake, I will correct it, and I will make it up to you with the days to come!"

Jing Wanwan lingered in his arms for a while, then pushed her out of his arms with a smile.

"I'm fine, let's go back."

Yan Tingjue always felt that something was missing and struggled not to leave.

Silently tickled Goujing Wanwan's finger.

"Why?" Jing Wanwan smiled.

"I came here in such a hurry, can you do me a favor?"

"Is there any benefit? Why didn't you give me any benefit for so many years?"

She still had a half-smile, he felt sad and ashamed, and let go of her fingers.

"Go back to sleep, the matter in your factory is still waiting for you to solve!"

"Just sleep here."

"Oh, for those few steps, go back quickly."

Yan Tingjue wanted to talk to her more, but seeing her yawn, he held back, just hugged her and patted her back, turned and left.

Jing Wanwan stood outside the gate, watching the man walk into the night, and didn't go home until he could no longer see him.

"Arguing?" Jing Wuling leaned against the door of the villa.

"Brother, why didn't you sleep!"

"Looking at you running out, I'm worried about what's going on with you."

"Oh, I'm fine."

"There's nothing to do with the banquet. I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress the affairs of his factory."

Jing Wanwan looked at Jing Wuling in astonishment, "He's so powerful, can't he be suppressed?"

"Someone took a video and posted it online, and it's been posted everywhere."

Jing Wanwan returned to the room, picked up her mobile phone to surf the Internet, and found that it was true.

In just a few minutes, hot searches kept going up, and they also kept withdrawing, but the fighting ability of netizens was too strong, and they couldn't withdraw in time.