Addiction to flash marriage: Mr. Li, don’t be too flirtatious!

Li Chengyu's eyes turned cold. Li Beichen was extremely powerful, but he did not show weakness. "If the day comes, everyone will do it according to their own abilities."

he's gone.

Li Beichen stood in the elevator, his falcon eyes staring directly at the back of Li Chengyu's head. Senyang could feel the air-conditioning from the CEO, and he was undoubtedly in a worse mood.

His love rival provoked him, and he and his mistress were in this situation again, hey.

When the elevator door closed, Li Xiangwan's figure emerged from the side. She glanced at the third brother going down in the elevator, and then looked at Li Chengyu, thoughtfully.

Is Li Chengyu so obsessed with Wen Ning?

Li Xiangwan sneered, and immediately called his assistant, "I asked you to check Wen Ning's whereabouts last night. How did the investigation go?"

Wen Ning came to the police station wet in the morning. It must be abnormal. The third brother was so angry that he didn't pay so much attention.

The assistant replied to her, "Miss Li, I found out that Li Chengyu helped Wen Ning sneak into the hospital and revive Mr. Yan. Later, Li Chengyu was drugged by his opponent in the middle of the night, and Wen Ning rushed to the hotel. The two of them were trapped until the morning."

what?

Li Xiangwan's expression changed. Was it Wen Ning who saved Mr. Yan?

She knew that this bidding document must have something to do with Uncle Wen Ning, but she didn't expect that Wen Ning was helping her third brother behind the scenes!

"Erase Wen Ning's whereabouts in the hospital." Baobu Qi's third brother went back to check, so he couldn't find out that Wen Ning had helped him behind the scenes.

As for... Li Xiangwan raised his lips, "What did Li Chengyu and Wen Ning do in the hotel? Look for any traces of photos or videos."

If the third brother were to find out, Wen Ning would definitely die.

However, Li Xiangwan is not in a hurry now. Wen Ning has such an uncle and is on his way to death. She can just stay with her third brother and wait for the opportunity.

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At night, Wen Ning returned to Rongcheng from Nancheng alone. She had nowhere to go and could only return to Zhu Yaoyao's apartment.

As soon as I entered the door, my body fell to the ground, and my stomach was shaking a little.

Wen Ning was afraid that repeated severe burns would harm the baby, so he stretched himself out and took a traditional Chinese medicine bath, but fell asleep while taking a bath.

When Zhu Yaoyao came back at night, he saw her soaking in the cold water and falling into a coma. The phone she held in her little hand was still on the news page of Hesheng.

The fact that Hesheng lost the bid was a big news in the business world. Zhu Yaoyao was always quick with news and had already heard about it.

She sighed, quickly helped Wen Ning up, and whispered to wake her up, "Ning Ning? Get dressed quickly so you don't catch a cold again."

Wen Ning opened his eyes vaguely, his eyes a little empty, and his voice was hoarse, "What time is it?"

"It's almost midnight. Alas... I already know that the bidding document was made by you, but sometimes such data errors cannot be avoided, so don't blame yourself,"

Wen Ning slowly lowered her bitter eyes. She didn't understand the truth. How could she not blame herself?

"L is quite dangerous this time. Fortunately, Mr. Yan is fine. He won't attack you, right?" Seeing her return to her apartment, Zhu Yaoyao was a little worried that her relationship with L would get worse.

Wen Ning said nothing, not knowing how to tell her.

Zhu Yaoyao helped her up and touched her white belly, "The baby is growing up gradually. Just tolerate Li Xiangwan's grain of sand. You have to think about the child who is about to be born."

Wen Ning's body stiffened. Because of his uncle, there was no way back for them.

Zhu Yaoyao didn't know it, and reminded her with twinkling eyes, "You have been living in a haze lately. You don't even know that tomorrow is New Year's Eve. I have to go back to the Zhu family's old house tonight, you..."

Wen Ning was stunned and smiled quickly, "Go back to your parents quickly. I'll be fine here."

Zhu Yaoyao asked hesitantly, "Why don't you go back to L's villa? Tomorrow is your first Spring Festival."

The tip of Wen Ning's nose sore violently, and she bit her lip to hold back the almost broken tears. She clutched her clothes with trembling fingers, stared at the ground and said, "No chance...Yaoyao."

Zhu Yaoyao's heart trembled when he saw that her little face was extremely pale, and he didn't dare to say anything for a while.

Did L not call her? Zhu Yaoyao didn't dare to ask any more questions for fear of making her cry.

After staying with Wen Ning for a while, she had to leave to catch up with tomorrow's morning prayer.

Wen Ning stayed in the bedroom, sitting alone with his knees crossed until dawn. It was New Year's Eve, and the sky was snowing again. It was white, but also extremely cold.

Her not returning to the villa is already an attitude, and he must understand...

The phone dinged, but it rang inappropriately. Wen Ning looked at it blankly, and it turned out to be the villa's landline!

Her heart trembled, knowing that this must be a call from her mother-in-law.

Her fingers tightened slightly, but she quickly picked it up, "Mom..."

The mother-in-law's voice over there was filled with doubt and sadness, "Ning Ning, today is such an important day, why didn't you come back?"

Wen Ning bit his lip and couldn't speak.

The mother-in-law smiled and was very worried, "I remember you were fine when the brat was in the hospital a while ago. These days I am recuperating in a separate house, and you are secretly having trouble again, aren't you? Silly boy, come back quickly, this is our family's How can this first New Year's Eve be without you and my little grandson?"

Wen Ning's tears fell on his knees, silently.

The mother-in-law persuaded her carefully, "There is no misunderstanding that cannot be resolved. Come back quickly. If you have anything to say, tell me in person. Mom will make the decision for you!"

Mom... In Wen Ning's heart, he has long regarded this lovely mother-in-law as his second mother.

She felt a mixture of warmth and pain in her heart. She couldn't believe that he, who had such a good mother, would hurt her mother back then.

"This is what he meant. Although he didn't say it, Ning Ning, we are waiting for you." Her mother-in-law coaxed her patiently.

Is that what he meant? He told her to go home?

Wen Ning's heart pounded, becoming more and more uneasy and heartbroken.

Maybe, today will end. He asked her to go back to break up?

Wen Ning thought in vain that this was the time, she would rather openly be his enemy.

In any case, her mother-in-law's condition was worrying, so she wanted to go back to perform a play and comfort the old man first.

He may also mean this!

Wen Ning took a deep breath, tidied himself up, put on light makeup to cover his pale and bloodless face, changed his clothes and went out to drive.

Standing in front of the gate of the villa and manor, soft snow covered the fence, and the cold air exhaled turned into wisps of white mist.

Wen Ning was stunned. Her face recognition had caused the door to open automatically.

She walked in anxiously, and the air in the familiar living room seemed to be filled with the heavy breath of men.

Her mother-in-law was sitting on the sofa taking her blood pressure. Wen Ning's eyes flickered confusedly, as if she hadn't seen him?

"Ning Ning!" the old man called her softly, smiled naturally at her, and pointed to the kitchen, "Just come back, good boy. We are preparing Chinese food for New Year's Eve. There are not many people at home. It is very deserted." Okay, everyone can cook a dish."

The atmosphere was quiet and harmonious, and my mother-in-law seemed to be in a good mood.

Wen Ning also tried her best to pretend to smile. She took off her sleeves and washed her hands. Then she followed her wishes and walked into the kitchen. "What does mom want to eat? I can cook it?"

"I don't have a good appetite," the mother-in-law said with a weak smile, "Just make a few dishes that brats like to eat."

Wen Ning was slightly startled. His favorite food? Celery and lily, steamed pork ribs, emerald cucumber and shrimp, and braised chicken soup with pine mushrooms, none of them are spicy, he likes them light.

I didn’t expect that I would imprint all these small details in my heart...

Her chest seemed to be a little tighter again. She exhaled slowly and said softly, "Dong Mom, let's make pine mushroom and chicken soup first."

"Okay, sir, I like it." Dong Ma smiled and went to cut the chicken.

Wen Ning picked the matsutake mushrooms and was wondering whether to blanch them first or throw them in directly.

A coldness that suffocated her came from behind, and the smell of a man was familiar to her bones, with a strong aura.

Then her slender waist was silently close to the temperature, and he said high above her head, "I'm not good at cooking."