Mu Tingchen didn't express his position immediately, and stood up unhurriedly. Wen Yan was a little messy in his heart, and he couldn't wait to bring Jing Shaoqing back and beat him. She sorted out her emotions and said lightly: "No need to send it, I'll go first." ”

Mu Tingchen reached out and grabbed her wrist: "I'll send you." ”

She frowned slightly: "No." ”

He insisted: "I said it, I'll send you." ”

In the end, Wen Yan was defeated and got into Mu Tingchen's car, but she was in the back seat.

The air conditioning in the car blocked the heat wave outside, Wen Yan looked at the buildings that quickly crossed the car window, her thoughts were blank, and she couldn't understand why she didn't make it to the end, why she took his car...... If she hadn't accompanied Chen Mengyao today, she probably wouldn't have had the opportunity to eat at the same table with him.

Suddenly, Mu Tingchen, who had been silent, spoke: "That night, I'm sorry, I drank too much. ”

His tone was indifferent, and he couldn't hear how much sincerity there was, but he apologized, Wen Yan didn't look back at the unbearable night, and said in the same tone: "I know you drank too much, so it's okay, but I hope there will be no next time." ”

He paused: "Next time I won't get drunk and go to you." ”

Do you mean you'll go to her when you're sober?!

Wen Yan couldn't help but emphasize: "I hope you don't look for me when you're sober, and never look for me except for divorce, understand?" ”

At the traffic light, the car stopped. Looking at the countdown of the red light, Wen Yan had the urge to get out of the car immediately and walk back by herself, but the door was locked, and she didn't want to express it too obviously.

After a full ten seconds, Mu Tingchen spoke again: "I accept starting all over again, starting from scratch, and do not accept divorce." You can use whatever you can think of, do it, and vent the resentment in your heart by any means, and don't draw a line with me. ”

Is it a delusion? Why did she feel like she was hearing a hint of supplication in his tone? It's not like him...... No matter how bad he is, she can get used to it, but she is not used to this way.

When the 90-second red light was over and the car was back on the road, she came to her senses: "Can't you let me go?" ”

He asked rhetorically, "Will you let me go?" ”

She gritted her teeth: "Then why didn't you think about letting my dad go?" He's been working in your family for so many years, don't you know that he still has a daughter to raise alone? I'm only eight years old...... You made me lose my only relative, how can you want me to let you go? I don't want to mention the past, and I can't forgive it, so that's it. ”

Mu Tingchen's hand holding the steering wheel suddenly tightened, and he suddenly regretted why he didn't stop his mother from doing everything in the first place, if nothing had happened in the first place...... But after all, his mother is also for him, and he can't blame a woman who only has him in his heart.

'What if I say I didn't do it?' ’

He wanted to blurt out this sentence many times, but he forcibly held back, and this time it was the same. He couldn't be so selfish, in order to get rid of himself, he pulled his mother out.

Soon, the car arrived in front of the dessert shop. When they stopped, the door lock had not been opened, and Wen Yan was not in a hurry to get out of the car, but they were silent with each other.

After a few seconds, Mu Tingchen opened the lock: "It can't end here, I will hold on until you return to me." ”

Wen Yan didn't speak, and Gu Zi got out of the car.

Back in the store, Lan Xiang asked her with some surprise: "Did your husband drive you back?" You two ...... It should be reconciled, right? ”

Wen Yan's mind was a little confused: "No, I'm a little tired, rest for a while, you just leave someone to guard." ”

The first person to enter the store in the afternoon was not a guest, but an employee of the flower shop, holding a large bouquet of bright red roses, which was particularly conspicuous: "Is Miss Wen Yan here?" ”

Anya, who was guarding the counter, was a little confused: "Yes...... This is for her? Who sent it? ”

The person in the flower shop smiled politely: "I don't know, the other party didn't leave a name, if Miss Wen Yan is here, can you help me call her?" This has to be delivered to her personally. ”

Anya rubbed her eyes and entered the lounge: "Xiao Yan, someone is looking for you." ”

Wen Yan didn't fall asleep, all she was thinking about was with Mu Tingchen, she got up and came out, and saw the big and exaggerated flowers at a glance, under the black exquisite packaging, the roses became more and more conspicuous, looking at the quality and packaging of the flowers, it was definitely not cheap: "For me?" Who sent it? ”

The person in the flower shop still kept smiling: "Your question has been asked by another lady just now, and I don't know who sent it, I only know who to give it to, if you are Miss Wen Yan, just sign for it, I have to go back to pay it, it's troublesome." ”

Wen Yan left her name on the receipt, looking at the bouquet, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was given by Mu Tingchen, although this was not in line with his style, but he did more unusual things than this. Of course she won't call him directly, and if she asks, can she send him back? He would probably throw it directly into the trash, it's a pity that such a good flower, there is no woman who doesn't like flowers, and neither does she.