Marriage in crisis

After Rong Yingluo finished speaking, the foreign man immediately moved away from her.

As she sat down, she looked at me and asked, "I just went to your room to look for you, why didn't you open the door?"

"I'm not in the room!" I lied with my eyes wide open, "Chi Xi and I went out for a walk!"

"Oh!" Rong Yingluo nodded.

"You didn't go to Meng's house either?" I looked at her and asked.

"Well! No?" Rong Yingluo replied indifferently.

"How do you know? I didn't go to the Meng family." I grasped the key point without any ambiguity.

Rong Yingluo froze for a moment, glanced at Wei Qingchuan, and stammered, "...I heard it from Pengcheng!"

I looked at her arm and asked, "Oh, by the way, little aunt, didn't you fall pretty badly? Are you okay now? I wanted to go see you yesterday, but the old man wouldn't see me! I didn't dare to go up. Which floor do you live on?"

"25th floor!" Rong Yingluo said directly, "Don't mind it. The old man has that kind of temper. He wants to talk about something but he's afraid of being interrupted."

"Oh!" I responded absentmindedly, thinking to myself, 25th floor.

The shadow that entered the hotel last night was going to the 25th floor.

Rong Yingluo suddenly asked me, "Where did you go this morning?"

"Just take a walk. My sister wants to see the real Myanmar Chuan, so I drove her around." Chi Xi responded first.

At this time, our noodles were served. Wei Qingchuan pushed his to Rong Yingluo and told the waiter to bring another bowl.

Rong Yingluo didn't hesitate to take the noodles from Wei Qingchuan and said with a smile, "Then I'll eat first!"

I sniffed it and said to Chen Lang, "I'm still being told that it tastes really good!"

Rong Yingluo ate in small bites while asking, "What are you doing this afternoon?"

I opened my mouth and said, "Go to sleep! I'm tired from running around in the morning!"

Chi Xi glanced at me, held back his laughter, and gave me a look of great approval.

But he couldn't help laughing, and immediately added, "Oh... it's so right! So happy!"

I followed her and let out the laughter I had been holding back.

Rong Yingluo just glanced at us lightly and ate the noodles in the bowl elegantly. It was obvious that she was not hungry but was just trying to fill her stomach.

"I heard something bad happened to the Meng family?" Rong Yingluo glanced at Wei Qingchuan and asked, "How did Meng Yaokun die?"

"He was shot dead by Dengkan!" Wei Qingchuan responded nonchalantly while waiting for his noodles. He picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of red oil tripe shreds for me!

I said, "Oh, don't talk about this while eating, it makes me sick!"

Wei Qingchuan smiled and nodded, "Okay!"

Rong Yingluo raised her eyes and glanced at me without saying anything, but there was a hint of displeasure in her eyes, probably because she disliked me for being too pretentious.

Then he asked me, "Why didn't you go with me today?"

"What's the point of going to the funeral? I'm not familiar with them. Besides, it's creepy!" The reasons for my answer were a bit pretentious.

In fact, I understand Rong Yingluo too well. Deep down, she doesn't like me very much. After all, Wei Qingchuan was really wronged by marrying a wife like me.

Especially in Rong Yingluo's eyes, the Rong Yu in front of her was almost perfect. After all, the hardware in his hands was so convincing that even they could not reach it.

Just then, Wei Qingchuan's cell phone rang. He took it out and looked at it, then got up and walked out, standing in front of the window outside and answered the call.

Rong Yingluo turned her head and glanced at Wei Qingchuan.

Only when the surface came did he reel in the line and come in.

Rong Yingluo probably thought that I would ask Wei Qingchuan who called, but I didn't ask, so she looked at me deliberately.

Wei Qingchuan didn't mean to say anything.

Rong Yingluo had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and asked Wei Qingchuan, "How many days can you stay here?"

Wei Qingchuan took a bite of noodles, added some special sauce, and then said, "If everything goes well, we should leave tomorrow!"

Rong Yingluo might be a little surprised, "So soon? Aren't you going to wait for Pengcheng to come back?"

"I'm afraid he won't be able to come back tomorrow, so let's go back to Qingcheng and see each other again!" Wei Qingchuan said lightly.

I interrupted directly, "Where is uncle?"

"Dubai!" Wei Qingchuan returned.

I instinctively looked at Rong Yingluo. This glance was extremely meaningful. Rong Yingluo coughed lightly. She must have been very embarrassed.

"Sometime, let's go to Dubai. I haven't been there yet!" I said with a look of longing.

"Do you want to go?" Wei Qingchuan looked at me lovingly.

"Yeah!" I nodded seriously.

"Then let's take a look at the next schedule!" Wei Qingchuan said to me.

Rong Yingluo added, "It's the festival time. Aren't you going back to Qingcheng? The old people all take this festival very seriously!"