Le Yao's message back was also "Merry Christmas".

Yun Ting looked at the dialog box, in a good mood, these few words filled his empty heart. His fingers roaming over the keyboard [Are you alright?]

In fact, he had a lot to tell her, but for a while, he didn't know where to start?

Soon, she replied with a message: "It's good. 】

He wanted to hear her gentle voice, God knows, he couldn't reach her, how nervous he was.

She replied, "Can't get through?" 】

Wen Yunting called her number again, but it was still blank, so he sent a message [You call me immediately. I'm dialing your number here is a blank sound] Now, after contacting her, his hanging heart finally landed, although he didn't think about how to open his mouth to tell her that he was going to get married, but at the moment he was eager to talk to her.

After a while, her message came [May I ask who you are?]

Wen Yunting was so angry that he was depressed, this woman was deliberate, so he replied unhappily [Don't pretend to be stupid. 】

After a long time, the message came from there again [Le Yao is taking a bath, I am her friend. 】

......Uhhh But later he questioned, who is her friend? At this point in time, it should be morning, what kind of bath is she taking? He knocked out a sentence of "Who are you?"

Reply to the message over there: "Who are you?"

Choked, Wen Yunting was very angry, and his chest was stuffy, but for a while, he didn't know how to answer the other party's question. Who was he? Who was he? Who was she? It was a difficult question to figure out, so he avoided answering and told her to call me immediately. 】

*

"Le Yao, who is this person named en?" Ye Hui leaned on the bathroom door and asked, in fact, she didn't mean to see Le Yao's MSN information just now, but she saw that the avatar kept flashing, and she inadvertently clicked on it, so she helped reply to the message.

In the bathroom, the warm water in the shower rushed on Le Yao, she didn't hear what Ye Hui said, and asked, "What did you say?"

"On your MSN, who is the man named en?" Ye Hui had already looked through the personal introduction on the other party's MSN just now, and there was no other information except that it was a man. And Le Yao didn't note the name of this person named en.

Le Yao was slightly stunned, her heart was a little sullen, and she waited for a while before saying, "I don't know." ”

Ye Hui muttered, if she didn't know her, would the other party call Le Yao's name by name? ”

Wen Yunting was looking for her? The soap in Le Yao's hand fell to the ground in shock.

Ye Hui suddenly thought of something, and she asked through the glass door of the bathroom: "Le Yao, tell me honestly, is En Zuo Baixiao?" The words that Zuo Youqing said before made her suspicious.

"It's not. Le Yao was speechless, how could she tell Ye Hui that "he" was Wen Yunting.

When she came out of the shower, she was pulled by Ye Hui to look at the chat record with En, which was just a few ordinary words, but it made Le Yao feel mixed.

It turned out that he called her, but she never received it.

It's just that when Ye Hui asked who he was, he didn't answer. Le Yao frowned slightly: Who is he hers?

This seems to be a difficult problem to solve.

She dialed her mobile phone number from Ye Hui's phone, and it turned out to be a string of blank tones as he said.

"Who the hell is he?" Seeing that Le Yao looked a little lost, Ye Hui touched her hand and asked with a little ambiguity: "Could it be ......?"

"Friends. Le Yao's ears were slightly hot, it turned out that she was much more honest and understanding than him. However, how could her mobile phone not get through, after she tried to turn it on and turn it off, the phone was still the same.

"Which friend?, do I know you?" Ye Hui asked curiously.

"You don't know. Le Yao said sullenly.

Ye Hui looked at her ambiguously and smiled: "There is a situation!" She touched her shoulder, "Falling in love?"

"Nothing. Le Yao said immediately, but her face was slightly hot.

Ye Hui smiled and hugged her shoulder: "Le Yao, if you are really in love, you must share it with me and make me happy and happy, okay?"

Because she knew that Wen Yunting had contacted her, the gloom in Le Yao's heart lightened a lot, and she diverted the topic: "Then you have to tell me, what is the matter between you and Zhou Le?"

"Zhou Le?" Ye Hui let go of Le Yao, sat down at the computer desk, raised his head, and pursed his lips: "What do you mean?"

"A fool can also see that Zhou Le likes you. Le Yao said while wiping her hair.

Ye Hui said in surprise: "Impossible!" She has always regarded Zhou Le as a good friend and didn't think much about it. And she, who has always been emotionally dull, naturally didn't find Zhou Le's affection for her.

Le Yao broke the word: "Zhou Le's eyes have never hidden his liking for you when he looks at you." ”

"No!" Ye Hui frowned.

"Really!" Le Yao looked at her, "You, you're usually very smart, why are you so emotionally unenlightened?"

"Hmph, what about me, what about you?" Ye Hui retorted: "How much better are you than me?"

"The seniors are very good. Speaking of Ming Hao, Le Yao still felt a little guilty in the end: "But there are some things that can't be forced." She remembered something: "By the way, have you seen him recently?

As soon as Luo Zhen was mentioned, Ye Hui was angry: "Don't mention her to me! Le Yao, she has really changed," she said, and she told what happened in the Ming family that day.

Le Yao was a little surprised: "Is it true?"

"Will I lie to you?" Ye Hui frowned unhappily: "I think how good the relationship between the three of us was at the beginning, how simple she was...... I didn't expect her to become like this now. She added, "Looking at her appearance, she is determined to be a senior." ”

Le Yao is worried, after all, the woman chasing the male compartment yarn, that layer of paper, once pierced, will ......

"The senior said that he didn't like her. Ye Hui said very firmly.

Le Yao sighed slightly and didn't speak again.

Ye Hui looked at the flashing avatar on MSN: "Le Yao, look, this en is sending a message again." With that, she pushed Le Yao to the computer: "Quick, you send him a message back." ”

Wen Yunting's avatar kept flickering, and Le Yao's heart jumped suddenly, but his hands trembled and he didn't dare to click on the message he sent.

"Look at what he says. Ye Hui patted Le Yao's shoulder, curious.

Le Yao trembled her hands, apprehensively, and finally clicked the mouse.

[Le Yao, are you there?]

It was just a few words, but it made Le Yao a little nervous, and for a while, there was no way to talk about it.

"Why didn't you reply to the message?" Ye Hui reminded by pushing her shoulder.

Le Yao's hand was still trembling slightly when it landed on the keyboard, and after hesitating, he replied [In. 】

When this simple word appeared on Wen Yunting's computer, the anxiety and waiting in his heart finally came to the side, his heart was warm, it was really her on the other side, but he didn't know what to tell her. This half a month without contact made them a little alienated, he wrote and deleted, and in the end, there were only five words in the dialog box [Call me,], and he was about to click the send button when there was a knock on the door.

Song Siyu changed into a set of evening dresses, revealing her emaciated shoulders, and the long skirt that wrapped her chest and dragged the floor lined her slender and tall figure very gracefully: "Yunting, everyone is waiting for you." After Wen Yunting left, she was able to deal with everyone at first, but then, those friends and relatives clamored to drink with her fiancé. She blocked it a few times and drank a lot of wine, but gradually she couldn't cope anymore, so she had to come over to move the rescuers to find him.

As soon as Wen Yunting got in touch with Le Yao, she came, and she was a little displeased: "If you tell them, you will say that I am resting." Now, he just wanted to talk to the little woman quietly.

Song Siyu walked over with elegant steps, her thin short hair was obedient to her ears, her generous and dignified face was very beautiful, and she pulled Wen Yunting's arm: "You promised me, you can't make me embarrassed in front of them." ”

Wen Yunting raised his eyebrows, but found that the network was suddenly disconnected, MSN was gray, and there was a red cross in the computer connection status column, and the sentence "Call me" he had just typed out had not been sent.

"Let's go!" Song Siyu was coquettish, half pulling, half pulling his arm.

The network was broken, Wen Yunting frowned, he pushed her hand away, and said unhappily, "Don't go." ”

"Clouds. Song Siyu's face was not very good: "You are deliberately embarrassing me, aren't you?" She has always been atmospheric, but now she is a little aggrieved: "When we just announced that we were married, you hid from anyone, what do you let your elders and friends think of me? What's more, many of the elders who came tonight are from the financial sector, and my father wants to introduce you to you, which is beneficial to Wen's expansion of the financial industry." ”

After several attempts, I still can't connect to the internet. Wen Yunting's eyebrows tightened, and in the end, he was still dragged to the party scene by Song Siyu.

Le Yao, who was far away from the ocean, sat in front of the computer, holding his breath slightly, nervously waiting for Wen Yunting's next sentence, but he never replied to the message, and suddenly, his avatar turned gray. For the next half hour, an hour, or even longer, his avatar remained dark.

Le Yao's heart suddenly fell from apprehensive anticipation to the freezing point of silence.

He was finally silently offline.

Le Yao's face was gloomy and depressed.

"Why didn't he reply to the message?" Ye Hui drank a glass of water and came over, and saw Le Yao sitting in front of the computer in a daze, so he came over to take a look.

Le Yao didn't say a word, her face was slightly sick.

*

The party scene was brightly lit, champagne and wine, and handsome men and women were like clouds. Song Siyu held a wine glass in his hand, and walked among the crowd with Wen Yunting in his hands.

Song Si spoke very loudly, talking and laughing with the skills and style of a celebrity, under the introduction of her and Song Zhenghong, Wen Yunting met many seniors in the financial industry, and drank a lot of wine while talking and laughing.

The Christmas Party lasts until just over 1 a.m.

Wen Yunting was drunk.

Siyu was also slightly drunk, she helped him back to the room, and after she tried her best to throw him on the bed, he suddenly grabbed her hand, "Don't go." ”

Song Siyu smiled and wanted to push him away: "When did you become so pestering?" But he couldn't push him off.

As soon as Wen Yunting's hand was forced, she fell on his chest, and his hand tightly wrapped around her waist, "Don't go......"

"No kidding. Song Siyu rolled out of his arms with a low chuckle.

"Don't go...... Wen Yunting didn't allow her to break free, his hands wrapped around her waist, not letting her move, and the thin lips with the smell of wine called gently: "Yaoyao, don't go." ”

Song Siyu, who was slightly drunk, woke up when he heard the word "Yaoyao", and looked at him with surprise in his smart eyes, but unexpectedly, the person who was still confused just now had already fallen asleep.

Looking at the man with his hand on his waist, Song Siyu was speechless for a long time.

It's late at night.

Outside the window, snowflakes fluttered......

Inside the house, Song Siyu let Wen Yunting hold him, and fell asleep.

*

Early in the morning, Wen Yunting woke up to find Song Siyu next to the pillow, frowning slightly, and when he looked at each other's intact clothes, he breathed a sigh of relief. Last night he was drunk and dizzy, and he wanted to take a shower, so he got out of bed.

"What, you want to leave after eating and wiping it clean?" Song Siyu also woke up, and looked at him with the corners of his lips slightly raised, "Wen Shao is not such a ruthless person, right?" ”

Wen Yunting asked unhappily, "Why did you sleep with me last night?"

"You're embarrassed to ask me, you held my hand last night. Song Siyu said.

Wen Yunting remembered in a daze that there seemed to be such a thing, but he was sure that nothing had happened between them.

"Yun Ting," Song Siyu sat up, hugged him from behind, put his face on his back, and said solemnly: "Promise me, don't leave me." ”

Wen Yunting's back tightened slightly.

"No matter how many lovers you have outside, I won't care. Song Siyu whispered: "As long as you go home, as long as you are my husband." ”

"Don't say it. He interrupted her, he wanted to return to China immediately, he didn't want to spend another day in New York.