Chapter Seventy-One: Don't You Say Thanks?

It's Fu Shi and not Fu Tingxiao......

The smile on the corner of Zhou Anqian's mouth was mixed with bitterness.

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It has been two full days since Wen Soft finished the recording of the show and went home, she played with the baby every day, although she was laughing and laughing, but Wu's mother could see that she was hiding something in her heart.

At night, Wen Soft coaxed the baby to sleep, and he did not rush back to the room, but continued to stay in the baby's bedroom with his eyelids down and playing with the baby's Autobot toys, and his mood seemed to be a little low.

Mother Wu slowly walked into the room, "Madam, Mr. Fu's flight should arrive tomorrow morning." ”

"Hmm. Wen Soft responded, carefully put the toy aside, and stood up with the support of Wu's mother.

Before returning to the master bedroom, Wen Rou turned around and asked, "Mother Wu, what time is his flight?"

"It was supposed to be six o'clock in the morning to the airport. ”

Wen Ruan thought for a while, "Then you can help me talk to the driver, and I will pick up the plane at the airport tomorrow morning." ”

"Madame......"

"This matter is settled, you should rest early. He said in a soft tone.

The door of the master bedroom was gently closed, and Mother Wu recalled the firm tone when Wen Ruan had just spoken, and a smile appeared between her eyebrows.

The wife who used to fight and didn't grab seems to be finally about to open up......

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The next day, early in the morning

The sky has just turned white, and the softness has already set off for the airport.

The windows opened a tiny slit, and the morning air carried damp moisture.

"Summer of the Orchestra" has not yet been broadcast, and Wen Soft's popularity is not very high, but in order to avoid being photographed by the paparazzi, she deliberately put on a peaked cap and a mask today.

Wu's mother gave the driver a detailed pick-up address, and Wen Rou only needed to follow the driver to find Fu Tingxiao and surprise the other party.

Although, Wen Rou was not sure whether the other party was surprised or frightened when he appeared in front of Fu Tingxiao.

Thinking of what Geller said, the thought in Wen Soft's heart was much firmer--

The road was not congested in the early morning, and I arrived at the airport half an hour later.

After waiting for another half an hour, the driver on the side looked at the display screen in front of him, looked at the information on his mobile phone, and said to Wen Ruan, "Madam, Mr. Fu's flight has landed." ”

"Good. ”

Wen Rou grabbed the cane, and her dark eyes were full of nervousness.

The sound of the suitcase's pulley rubbing against the ground came from directly ahead, and he took a soft and deep breath and began to write in his heart.

It's just that the annoying voice slowly dissipated, and Wen Ruan still didn't wait for Fu Tingxiao.

"It's strange, Mr. Fu's first-class cabin should be the first to come out, why hasn't it appeared until now?"

The driver muttered quietly from the side.

Wen Rou frowned, "I'll give Thunder Owl a call and ask." ”

Worried that she would miss it, Wen Soft took out her phone from her pocket.

The call was dialed, and he licked his lips softly and nervously grabbed the hem of his skirt, leaving a wrinkle on it.

Toot-Toot-Toot-

The phone rang three times and was answered, Wen softly breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "Thunderbolt, have you gotten off the plane?" I'm here at the VIP exit of the airport. ”

Fu Tingxiao stood in front of the window, frowned and touched his forehead with his hand after hearing Wen Ruan's words, "Wen Ruan, there was a little accident here in London, and I'm still here." ”

Wen Rou was stunned for a moment, and said with a light smile, "Oh, I see, that's ......"

In the past, Wen Ruan would definitely tell Fu Tingxiao to go to work first, but this time, she asked cautiously, "Are you in trouble?"

Wen Rou almost never asks about Fu Tingxiao's work, and after three years of marriage, it seems that anything other than the children is difficult to interest Wen Rou.

Therefore, when he heard Wen Rou take the initiative to ask, Fu Tingxiao's eyebrows stretched out, and his tone became much softer, "It's almost done, don't worry." ”

Smile softly and respond: "Well, then I'm ......"

"Mr. Fu. ”

The soft words were coldly interrupted, followed by a violent cough.

Wen Rou recognized the voice, and the smile immediately froze at the corner of her mouth.

"Let's go home first, and I'll go back as soon as I'm done with the work here. ”

Fu Tingxiao hung up the phone in a hurry.

Gently and slowly put down the phone, the joints of the phone holding it turned white, and the head was also lowered, looking listless.

After a while, the driver finally stepped forward and asked, "Madam, what did Mr. Fu say?"

Wen Ruan raised his eyes and smiled, "He changed his ticket and will be back in a few days." ”

The driver who heard the news looked at Wen Rou with pity, and secretly sighed in his heart.

Sure enough, there have been rumors among the servants at home that the relationship between Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu has come to an end, and Mr. Fu refuses to even tell Mrs. about the flight change, thinking that the relationship between the two has reached a very bad level......

Wen Soft raised his hand and pressed down the brim of his hat, and stood up with the support of his cane, "Let's go back." ”

The radio at the airport indicates that the flight from Paris to Sea City has landed, and Wen Soft wants to leave before the crowd arrives.

The driver followed closely to the soft side, but the two of them had just taken a few steps when the familiar sound of wheels rubbing against the ground sounded.

Wen Ruan didn't care, and continued to walk forward, but the voice was getting closer and closer, and finally stopped directly in front of him.

The steps stopped, and Wen Soft collected the cane that had been knocked on the other party's suitcase.

"Miss Wen, long time no see. The familiar flirtatious male voice sounded in his ears, and Wen Rou immediately frowned.

Wei Changze looked at Wen Soft's reaction and smiled, "Miss Wen appeared at the airport so fully armed, is she going to pick up someone?"

"It's not about you. With a soft and cold face, he said to the driver next to him, "Let's go." ”

It's just that Wei Changze refused to let her go, stretched out his hand to block it, blocking the way, "Miss Wen, I was so supportive of your new album before, why didn't you say a word of thanks when we met?"

"I'm in place of Wi

All members of the D band and all the staff would like to thank Mr. Wei for your support. ”

The gentle tone was neither humble nor arrogant, although he thanked Wei Changze according to his request, he did not express his gratitude from a personal standpoint, which was both smart and flexible.

Even Wei Changze admired Wen Ruan's flexibility in his heart, he hooked the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "Miss Wen, I'm a veteran fan of your band, don't forget to invite me when you have a concert." ”

"Definitely. There was a gentle smile on his soft face, but he secretly added with an expressionless face in his heart, "No." ’

Wei Changze finally turned sideways and moved out of the way, "Seeing that Miss Wen seems to be in a hurry, then I won't delay you." ”

Wen Rou nodded gently, his smile was light but revealing a strong sense of alienation, "Thank you, Mr. Wei." ”