Recently, Wen Xichao has been struggling with a word, the seven-year itch.

Counting from the time when he and Jinghao completely confirmed their relationship, it is now exactly the seventh year.

Seven years, both children and daughters, proud of their careers, and harmonious music. He sat in a position beyond the reach of others at an age that was not confused, who mentioned Wen Xichao three words outside is not nodding and praising it, and it is rare that the two families of Wen Pei are married, and the relationship between the husband and wife can be called a fairy couple, and a pair of children are also sensible and cute.

He should be satisfied with his peers who are surrounded by many problems.5./books/23/23404/

The vicious fourth lady of Hades.

But after a long time, you can find something difficult to achieve between getting along.

For example, after calming down from the more scorching love affair of the previous three years, Wen Xichao found that Jing Hao was a little rational and calm so much of the time, except for a few innocuous little tempers that came out of Xiàn, she never even quarreled with him, nor did she always keep an eye on his whereabouts as others occasionally complained.

She has her own job, and although she will reduce her workload appropriately for the sake of her family and children, she has not given up her job except for a few months of maternity leave before and after the birth of her two children, even when their family moved to the imperial capital.

And almost seven years of relative time, sometimes a glance at each other can understand the meaning expressed, after the passion that was once dominated by dopamine fades, life is inevitably a little bland.

Seven years, will it really itch?

Wen Xichao pinched the eyebrows that had been working at the desk for a long time and were a little swollen, looked at the rare and somewhat bright sky outside the window, and knocked on the backrest of Wen Qi in front of him, "Go to the law firm." ”

He said that the law firm would only be the one who was working quietly.

Wen Qi drove the car over familiarly, and when he just stopped, he saw that a car seven or eight steps away from them had also stopped, facing the position of the door, from the model to the sign, which naturally attracted the attention of men.

But any man who has a little surplus will show the same cautious eye when choosing a car as he chooses a wife, and sometimes even more picky than picking a wife.

And the car in front of him probably belongs to Miss World of Bai Fumei, and it is sold in limited editions all over the world.

Wen Xichao's eyes stopped at the car, but soon, he spotted a more familiar person getting out of the car.

His Mrs. Wen stood on the side of the car and talked to the man who got out of the driver's seat, probably just got out of the courtroom, she had not changed out of her professional suit, and her face with light makeup looked like she was only twenty-five or sixteen, and the man in the suit and leather shoes, who looked like he was only in his early thirties, actually matched in an eyesore.

The man said something anxiously, and reached out to tug Jing Hao's hand.

He was facing the direction of Wen Xichao, and he couldn't notice the people in the car staring at him through the glass, but Wen Xichao could see the expression on his face clearly.

And that look was familiar, exactly the same as in many of the previous photos of him staring at Jing Hao.

Cherished, loved, spoiled, want to go through a lifetime with the person in front of you.

Jing Hao said something, the man withdrew his hand in frustration, standing in place like an eggplant beaten by wind and frost, and like a Shiba Inu abandoned in place, more glances may be soft for him.

This Wen Xichao also knows that every time he is drunk and pretends to be pitiful, he is so quiet that he can't talk.

A limited-edition high-level car, an elite handmade suit, affectionate and unrepentant eyes, just the right amount of softness, younger than him*, and no passion for burnout after a long time together......

The male's intuition had quickly defined the man in front of him.

Rival.

Wen Xichao got out of the car, didn't even close the door, and called Jing Hao with one hand on the car door, and when she turned around, he took a few steps to hold her hand, and naturally leaned over to her face and kissed her, "Do you have time today?" Waiting to pick up the kids from school? ”

My six-year-old son and four-year-old daughter are both in kindergarten, but it is easy to pick them up.

Jing Hao originally promised that her daughter would pick her up today, nodded her head, and naturally turned around and pecked him in the face, "I'll go up and put things down." ”

She walked a few steps quickly and remembered something, and simply turned around and pulled Wen Xichao, "I'll go directly to the courtroom from home tomorrow, so I don't have to take a detour here.5./books/23/23411/

The love of crossing is ethereal. ”

As she spoke, she nodded to the man standing on the side, "Mr. Zheng, then we'll see you in court tomorrow." ”

Wen Xichao followed by her side, and simply bowed his head to say hello, and his brain quickly turned to think of the identity of this Mr. Zheng, and chatted with Jing Hao, "That Mr. Zheng from Liao Ji just now?" ”

Thirty-three, unmarried, with a net worth of more than 100 million, and most importantly, clean and self-conscious, with excellent reputation and women's popularity.

Jing Hao nodded, she has always not talked about work with Wen Xichao, mainly because the work circle faced by the two is inextricably linked, and talking more will inevitably interfere with each other's judgment and interest choice, and it is related to *, she is not good and does not have the habit of talking about people behind her back.

Although this Mr. Zheng made it clear that she meant something, she also explicitly refused today.

Therefore, Jing Hao's answer was very simple, "Their company has a case, and I happen to be in charge." ”

Responsible means that there will be a lot of times and places in the future, and those surnamed Zheng can be above board if they want to entangle.

Wen Xichao wanted to say a few more words, but the car had stopped at the entrance of the kindergarten, Wen Yi shouted loudly and pounced towards Jinghao, Wen Li's eyes lit up behind her, and her childish face was calm, only a pair of eyes that were the same as Wen Xichao were shining.

is young, but he is as sullen as his father.

Jing Hao didn't have a problem with his son, his eyes wandered, and he glared at Wen Xichao, who was the culprit.

Her eyes were fluttering, but the power caused was not small, Wen Xichao coughed to distract herself, bent down and hugged her daughter, and raised her to make her giggle, but the sense of crisis in her heart was heavier.

So he thought about it all the way, and at the dinner table, he proposed a family outing.

Jing Hao was busy feeding Wen Yi, who was a little picky eater, Wen Li on the side picked out the celery in the bowl one by one, blinked and looked at her when he finally looked over, and was satisfied to grab her mother's attention, and was fed by her mother with a spoon.

"Hanging out? You've just taken up your post now, where do you have time to get out? Jing thought about it for a while, and felt that this sentence was a bit blaming him, so she pulled herself into the water by the way, "And I have a few cases on hand recently, and I can't squeeze out the time." ”

Wen Xichao replied, and knocked Wen Li's hand with chopsticks that was about to repeat the carrot in the bowl, and poked his careful thoughts in a slightly deep tone, "Eat well." ”

After eating, the two children were put to sleep, and after Wen Xichao went to the bathroom to take a shower, he could vaguely hear Jing Hao telling stories to Wen Li.

He looked down at his half-dried body in the full-length mirror, revealing a bit of temptation under the faint cover of the bathrobe. But when the difficult Wen Li is put to sleep, those water droplets that are nostalgic and do not roll should have been evaporated and dried up a long time ago.

No wonder it is said that children are debts, and the power of a six-year-old son to snatch his wife is thousands of times more terrifying than a fierce rival in his thirties.

Wen Xichao sighed and was about to go back to sleep, but when he was walking, he suddenly saw something unbelievable in the full-length mirror, and his eyes continued to enlarge because of shock, and he was completely stunned.

He took a few steps toward the full-length mirror, ripped open the bathrobe that exposed half of his chest, and took a serious look at his abdomen.

That glimpse just now was not his delusion.

The six-pack abs, which he was once proud of, have only a thin layer left, and there is still a faint tendency to get rich.

And his previous perfect inverted triangle, in the part of the waist, will have fat when it comes out.

Unforgivable, this is absolutely unforgivable.5./books/23/23405/

Demon Emperor Divine Princess!

How could his perfect figure be ruined? How could the capital he was so proud of fade away!

But after thinking about it, for more than a year, he has been fighting to get his current position, and even the time he sleeps has been greatly reduced, where can he still care about going to the gym to maintain his figure.

So, he just wanted to use this figure to tempt his wife who had seen a more perfect body?

So, for nearly a year, he appeared in front of her with this figure that was about to go out of shape!

Wen Xichao closed his eyes fiercely, feeling the thunder in front of him slash one after another.

No wonder the travel plan just now was denied, no wonder such a fierce rival appeared in front of him, no wonder he felt that the seven-year itch was coming.

He's going to lose his abs, what more can he say?!

It's all self-inflicted.

Wen Xichao almost staggered back to the bedroom, fell straight down to the bed, wrapped in the quilt and turned himself into a cocoon, and even Jing Hao came in and just looked up at her without love.

Jing Hao was poked by his rather pitiful and self-defeating eyes, and secretly wondered if denying his travel plan had caused him such a big blow?

She thought for a moment and began to seriously think about her plans for a short-term trip.

Yesterday, he was hit so hard that he didn't sleep well all night, Wen Xi went to the office in the morning, and the first order he gave was to ask the secretary to find him a suitable gym, and arrange a fixed time to go out to exercise every week.

"Three times a week, no," he thought for a moment, "four times a week, and arrange for a coach who is good at training abs, waist strength, and leg strength, and the gender must be male." ”

The secretary who listened was stunned, turned around and walked out of the office, and thought about it secretly, whether he dared to pass on the order of Wen Xichao, who had been promoted to minister, and the brain hole that was made up in the middle of the brain.

However, he looked back at Wen Xichao's waist, and then at his increasingly obvious beer belly, thinking that Minister Wen, who even had a coveted figure, was still working so hard, should he also look at it?

He was busy until the afternoon to get Minister Wen's order, and was about to hesitate to go in to report, when there was a slightly hurried footstep in the corridor, and the minister's wife, who rarely appeared, nodded at him and glanced at the minister's office, "Minister Wen is inside?" ”

The secretary who had just come back thought for a moment and nodded hesitantly.

Anyway, even if Minister Wen is not there, he doesn't care if the minister's wife goes in.

As a result, he never expected to open the door and see such a powerful picture.

Minister Wen was still sitting in his seat, looking down with his head down and frowning, and at his feet, a young and beautiful woman was wearing a low-necked suit that was about to come out, with her red lips slightly open and an ambiguous expression.

The main thing is that your posture is very ambiguous!

Wen Xichao glanced up, quickly took a step back to widen the distance, got up and walked towards Jinghao, "She dropped the pen on the ground just now, I didn't let her pick it up." ”

In fact, he was so irritable just now that he wanted to kick over, but he hesitated when he was suppressed by reason.

Jing Hao nodded, she still has a high degree of trust in Wen Xichao in this regard, and what his expression just now represents, she can almost guess at a glance.

And she hurried over for something else, "Wen Yi has a little fever, and I was about to take her for an injection, but she cried and asked for the fairy stick I bought in Century Park before, and I remember that it seemed to be in the pocket of your iron-gray suit.5./books/23/23410/

This life is the love to repay the debts of the past life. ”

Wen Xichao thought about the dress for a while, that day he was rushed back to welcome a rather important foreign guest in the park, and the person who took it was ......

The woman squatting on the ground straightened up, thought for a while, and suddenly realized "Oh", "Minister Wen's dress is still at my house, and I forgot to bring it back to the minister when I left last time." ”

Wen Xichao twisted his eyebrows and turned around and shut up violently, glaring at the secretary who was shrinking at the door with a knife eye, "I don't care what excuse you will use, passive sabotage, desertion, rumors, in short, no matter what it is, after an hour, I don't want to see this woman appear in this office building again." ”

Originally, he didn't want to change people at will when he first took office, but there are some people who don't need to be patient and can't be patient, and it's an eyesore to let go.

The mobile phone that Jing Hao was holding shook a few times, and the words "Mr. Zheng" jumped on the screen, she answered and said a few words, and was about to turn around and go downstairs in a hurry, "Since you won't be able to get it back for a while, let's forget it first." ”

Wen Xichao grabbed her hand, "I'll accompany you." ”

He hadn't forgotten that his daughter was still sick.

The secretary, who was desperately trying to shrink his sense of existence, couldn't help coughing at this time, "Minister, there will be a ministerial meeting later, and you have to come to the stage to speak, so you shouldn't be absent." ”

Jing Hao patted Wen Xichao's hand holding her, "You go to a meeting, I can handle it." ”

As soon as the elevator door closed, the line of sight was separated, Wen Xichao stood by the window just in time to see Jing Hao go downstairs and get into the car that was quite familiar when it appeared once, Wen Yi threw himself out of the driver's seat and hugged her neck pitifully.

The car quickly disappeared downstairs.

Wen Xichao was in a trance for most of the meeting, and finally sat down after taking the stage to speak, and couldn't listen to what the people after he said, pinched his mobile phone and thought about it, and sent a text message with some anxiety.

――What happened just now was really a misunderstanding, don't be angry with me.

He originally wanted to ask her why she took Mr. Zheng's car, but after thinking about it, they had said that they would meet in the courthouse yesterday, and after receiving the phone call in a hurry, it was reasonable for someone to take the opportunity to offer a ride.

The main thing is that he is afraid that she will think that he is beating up.

Three minutes later, the phone vibrated and Jing Hao replied to a text message.

-- Recently, Wen Xichao has been struggling with a word, the seven-year itch.

Counting from the time when he and Jinghao completely confirmed their relationship, it is now exactly the seventh year.

Seven years, both children and daughters, proud of their careers, and harmonious music. He sat in a position beyond the reach of others at an age that was not confused, who mentioned Wen Xichao three words outside is not nodding and praising it, and it is rare that the two families of Wen Pei are married, and the relationship between the husband and wife can be called a fairy couple, and a pair of children are also sensible and cute.

He should be satisfied with his peers who are surrounded by many problems.

But after a long time, you can find something difficult to achieve between getting along.

For example, after calming down from the more scorching love affair of the previous three years, Wen Xichao found that Jing Hao was a little rational and calm so much of the time, except for a few innocuous little tempers that came out of Xiàn, she never even quarreled with him, nor did she always keep an eye on his whereabouts as others occasionally complained.

She has her own job, and although she will reduce her workload appropriately for the sake of her family and children, she has not given up her job except for a few months of maternity leave before and after the birth of her two children, even when their family moved to the imperial capital.

And almost seven years of relative time, sometimes a glance at each other can understand the meaning expressed, once dominated by dopamine after the passion faded, life is inevitably a little bland.5./books/23/23406/

The idyllic joy of the invincible leftover women.

Seven years, will it really itch?

Wen Xichao pinched the eyebrows that had been working at the desk for a long time and were a little swollen, looked at the rare and somewhat bright sky outside the window, and knocked on the backrest of Wen Qi in front of him, "Go to the law firm." ”

He said that the law firm would only be the one who was working quietly.

Wen Qi drove the car over familiarly, and when he just stopped, he saw that a car seven or eight steps away from them had also stopped, facing the position of the door, from the model to the sign, which naturally attracted the attention of men.

But any man who has a little surplus will show the same cautious eye when choosing a car as he chooses a wife, and sometimes even more picky than picking a wife.

And the car in front of him probably belongs to Miss World of Bai Fumei, and it is sold in limited editions all over the world.

Wen Xichao's eyes stopped at the car, but soon, he spotted a more familiar person getting out of the car.

His Mrs. Wen stood on the side of the car and talked to the man who got out of the driver's seat, probably just got out of the courtroom, she had not changed out of her professional suit, and her face with light makeup looked like she was only twenty-five or sixteen, and the man in the suit and leather shoes, who looked like he was only in his early thirties, actually matched in an eyesore.

The man said something anxiously, and reached out to tug Jing Hao's hand.

He was facing the direction of Wen Xichao, and he couldn't notice the people in the car staring at him through the glass, but Wen Xichao could see the expression on his face clearly.

And that look was familiar, exactly the same as in many of the previous photos of him staring at Jing Hao.

Cherished, loved, spoiled, want to go through a lifetime with the person in front of you.

Jing Hao said something, the man withdrew his hand in frustration, standing in place like an eggplant beaten by wind and frost, and like a Shiba Inu abandoned in place, more glances may be soft for him.

This Wen Xichao also knows that every time he is drunk and pretends to be pitiful, he is so quiet that he can't talk.

A limited-edition high-level car, an elite handmade suit, affectionate and unrepentant eyes, just the right amount of softness, younger than him*, and no passion for burnout after a long time together......

The male's intuition had quickly defined the man in front of him.

Rival.

Wen Xichao got out of the car, didn't even close the door, and called Jing Hao with one hand on the car door, and when she turned around, he took a few steps to hold her hand, and naturally leaned over to her face and kissed her, "Do you have time today?" Waiting to pick up the kids from school? ”

My six-year-old son and four-year-old daughter are both in kindergarten, but it is easy to pick them up.

Jing Hao originally promised that her daughter would pick her up today, nodded her head, and naturally turned around and pecked him in the face, "I'll go up and put things down." ”

She walked a few steps quickly and remembered something, so she simply turned around and pulled Wen Xichao, "I'll go directly to the court from home tomorrow, so I don't have to take a detour here." ”

As she spoke, she nodded to the man standing on the side, "Mr. Zheng, then we'll see you in court tomorrow." ”

Wen Xichao followed by her side, and simply bowed his head to say hello, and his brain quickly turned to think of the identity of this Mr. Zheng, and chatted with Jing Hao, "That Mr. Zheng from Liao Ji just now?" ”

Thirty-three, unmarried, with a net worth of more than 100 million, and most importantly, clean and self-conscious, with excellent reputation and women's popularity.

Jing Hao nodded, she has always not talked to Wen Xichao about work, mainly because the work circle faced by the two is inextricably linked, and talking more will inevitably interfere with each other's judgment and interest choice, and it is involved*, she is not good and does not have the habit of talking about people behind her back.5./books/23/23407/

The ghost of the queen of supernatural abilities is a crazy wife.

Although this Mr. Zheng made it clear that she meant something, she also explicitly refused today.

Therefore, Jing Hao's answer was very simple, "Their company has a case, and I happen to be in charge." ”

Responsible means that there will be a lot of times and places in the future, and those surnamed Zheng can be above board if they want to entangle.

Wen Xichao wanted to say a few more words, but the car had stopped at the entrance of the kindergarten, Wen Yi shouted loudly and pounced towards Jinghao, Wen Li's eyes lit up behind her, and her childish face was calm, only a pair of eyes that were the same as Wen Xichao were shining.

is young, but he is as sullen as his father.

Jing Hao didn't have a problem with his son, his eyes wandered, and he glared at Wen Xichao, who was the culprit.

Her eyes were fluttering, but the power caused was not small, Wen Xichao coughed to distract herself, bent down and hugged her daughter, and raised her to make her giggle, but the sense of crisis in her heart was heavier.

So he thought about it all the way, and at the dinner table, he proposed a family outing.

Jing Hao was busy feeding Wen Yi, who was a little picky eater, Wen Li on the side picked out the celery in the bowl one by one, blinked and looked at her when he finally looked over, and was satisfied to grab her mother's attention, and was fed by her mother with a spoon.

"Hanging out? You've just taken up your post now, where do you have time to get out? Jing thought about it for a while, and felt that this sentence was a bit blaming him, so she pulled herself into the water by the way, "And I have a few cases on hand recently, and I can't squeeze out the time." ”

Wen Xichao replied, and knocked Wen Li's hand with chopsticks that was about to repeat the carrot in the bowl, and poked his careful thoughts in a slightly deep tone, "Eat well." ”

After eating, the two children were put to sleep, and after Wen Xichao went to the bathroom to take a shower, he could vaguely hear Jing Hao telling stories to Wen Li.

He looked down at his half-dried body in the full-length mirror, revealing a bit of temptation under the faint cover of the bathrobe. But when the difficult Wen Li is put to sleep, those water droplets that are nostalgic and do not roll should have been evaporated and dried up a long time ago.

No wonder it is said that children are debts, and the power of a six-year-old son to snatch his wife is thousands of times more terrifying than a fierce rival in his thirties.

Wen Xichao sighed and was about to go back to sleep, but when he was walking, he suddenly saw something unbelievable in the full-length mirror, and his eyes continued to enlarge because of shock, and he was completely stunned.

He took a few steps toward the full-length mirror, ripped open the bathrobe that exposed half of his chest, and took a serious look at his abdomen.

That glimpse just now was not his delusion.

The six-pack abs, which he was once proud of, have only a thin layer left, and there is still a faint tendency to get rich.

And his previous perfect inverted triangle, in the part of the waist, will have fat when it comes out.

Unforgivable, this is absolutely unforgivable!

How could his perfect figure be ruined? How could the capital he was so proud of fade away!

But after thinking about it, for more than a year, he has been fighting to get his current position, and even the time he sleeps has been greatly reduced, where can he still care about going to the gym to maintain his figure.

So, he just wanted to use this figure to tempt his wife who had seen a more perfect body?

So, for nearly a year, he appeared in front of her with this figure that was about to go out of shape!

Wen Xichao closed his eyes fiercely, feeling the thunder in front of him slash one after another.

No wonder the travel plan just now was denied, no wonder such a fierce rival appeared in front of him, no wonder he felt that the seven-year itch was coming.5./books/23/23409/

Princess of the Northern Hades.

He's going to lose his abs, what more can he say?!

It's all self-inflicted.

Wen Xichao almost staggered back to the bedroom, fell straight down to the bed, wrapped in the quilt and turned himself into a cocoon, and even Jing Hao came in and just looked up at her without love.

Jing Hao was poked by his rather pitiful and self-defeating eyes, and secretly wondered if denying his travel plan had caused him such a big blow?

She thought for a moment and began to seriously think about her plans for a short-term trip.

Yesterday, he was hit so hard that he didn't sleep well all night, Wen Xi went to the office in the morning, and the first order he gave was to ask the secretary to find him a suitable gym, and arrange a fixed time to go out to exercise every week.

"Three times a week, no," he thought for a moment, "four times a week, and arrange for a coach who is good at training abs, waist strength, and leg strength, and the gender must be male." ”

The secretary who listened was stunned, turned around and walked out of the office, and thought about it secretly, whether he dared to pass on the order of Wen Xichao, who had been promoted to minister, and the brain hole that was made up in the middle of the brain.

However, he looked back at Wen Xichao's waist, and then at his increasingly obvious beer belly, thinking that Minister Wen, who even had a coveted figure, was still working so hard, should he also look at it?

He was busy until the afternoon to get Minister Wen's order, and was about to hesitate to go in to report, when there was a slightly hurried footstep in the corridor, and the minister's wife, who rarely appeared, nodded at him and glanced at the minister's office, "Minister Wen is inside?" ”

The secretary who had just come back thought for a moment and nodded hesitantly.

Anyway, even if Minister Wen is not there, he doesn't care if the minister's wife goes in.

As a result, he never expected to open the door and see such a powerful picture.

Minister Wen was still sitting in his seat, looking down with his head down and frowning, and at his feet, a young and beautiful woman was wearing a low-necked suit that was about to come out, with her red lips slightly open and an ambiguous expression.

The main thing is that your posture is very ambiguous!

Wen Xichao glanced up, quickly took a step back to widen the distance, got up and walked towards Jinghao, "She dropped the pen on the ground just now, I didn't let her pick it up." ”

In fact, he was so irritable just now that he wanted to kick over, but he hesitated when he was suppressed by reason.

Jing Hao nodded, she still has a high degree of trust in Wen Xichao in this regard, and what his expression just now represents, she can almost guess at a glance.

And she hurried over for something else, "Wen Yi has a fever, and I was about to take her for an injection, but she cried and asked for the fairy stick I bought in Century Park before, and I remember that it seemed to be in the pocket of your iron-gray suit." ”

Wen Xichao thought about the dress for a while, that day he was rushed back to welcome a rather important foreign guest in the park, and the person who took it was ......

The woman squatting on the ground straightened up, thought for a while, and suddenly realized "Oh", "Minister Wen's dress is still at my house, and I forgot to bring it back to the minister when I left last time." ”

Wen Xichao twisted his eyebrows and turned around and shut up violently, glaring at the secretary who was shrinking at the door with a knife eye, "I don't care what excuse you will use, passive sabotage, desertion, rumors, in short, no matter what it is, after an hour, I don't want to see this woman appear in this office building again." ”

Originally, he didn't want to change people at will when he first took office, but there are some people who don't need to be patient and can't be patient, and it's also an eyesore to put it.5./books/23/23408/

Alone with the free and wild concubine.

The mobile phone that Jing Hao was holding shook a few times, and the words "Mr. Zheng" jumped on the screen, she answered and said a few words, and was about to turn around and go downstairs in a hurry, "Since you won't be able to get it back for a while, let's forget it first." ”

Wen Xichao grabbed her hand, "I'll accompany you." ”

He hadn't forgotten that his daughter was still sick.

The secretary, who was desperately trying to shrink his sense of existence, couldn't help coughing at this time, "Minister, there will be a ministerial meeting later, and you have to come to the stage to speak, so you shouldn't be absent." ”

Jing Hao patted Wen Xichao's hand holding her, "You go to a meeting, I can handle it." ”

As soon as the elevator door closed, the line of sight was separated, Wen Xichao stood by the window just in time to see Jing Hao go downstairs and get into the car that was quite familiar when it appeared once, Wen Yi threw himself out of the driver's seat and hugged her neck pitifully.

The car quickly disappeared downstairs.

Wen Xichao was in a trance for most of the meeting, and finally sat down after taking the stage to speak, and couldn't listen to what the people after he said, pinched his mobile phone and thought about it, and sent a text message with some anxiety.

――What happened just now was really a misunderstanding, don't be angry with me.

He originally wanted to ask her why she took Mr. Zheng's car, but after thinking about it, they had said that they would meet in the courthouse yesterday, and after receiving the phone call in a hurry, it was reasonable for someone to take the opportunity to offer a ride.

The main thing is that he is afraid that she will think that he is beating up.

Three minutes later, the phone vibrated and Jing Hao replied to a text message.

- If I am in your heart, what does it matter if I have three thousand rivals?

She once said very clearly to Wen Xichao that if you want to □□, you may need thousands of methods, and you will be beaten passively out of defense, and the best solution is to deal with your love enemy, and you will deal with my love enemy, directly, simply, and leave no room for further progress.

Half a minute later, she sent another text message.

- Sister-in-law Liu was also in the car.

Wen Xichao was stunned for a moment, completely loosened the tense look on his face, and was about to come back to his senses and listen to his speech later, when another text message was sent.

――The scenery of Yan Lake is good, and we can go for two days on the weekend.

He read this text message back and forth four or five times, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up, and finally it took a lot of effort to break it, as if she could see it through her mobile phone, and nodded calmly and sullenly back with a word.

- Okay......

She once said very clearly to Wen Xichao that if you want to □□, you may need thousands of methods, and you will be beaten passively out of defense, and the best solution is to deal with your love enemy, and you will deal with my love enemy, directly, simply, and leave no room for further progress.

Half a minute later, she sent another text message.

- Sister-in-law Liu was also in the car.

Wen Xichao was stunned for a moment, completely loosened the tense look on his face, and was about to come back to his senses and listen to his speech later, when another text message was sent.

――The scenery of Yan Lake is good, and we can go for two days on the weekend.

He read this text message back and forth four or five times, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up, and finally it took a lot of effort to break it, as if she could see it through her mobile phone, and nodded calmly and sullenly back with a word.

- Okay.