Qi Enyu's words are tantamount to picking out his feelings for Wen Ning, although in the end he said it was a joke, but both of them understood it in their hearts.

Because of these words, Wen Ning had to face his heart.

Did she let go of Leng Yingjie? Obviously, it can't be done by completely forgetting about it.

Looking at the sleeping little guy beside her, Wen Ning's heart sank, she couldn't allow herself to miss Leng Yingjie anymore.

Tsai Tsai will be enrolled in the second half of the year, and how he will eat at school is a problem that Wen Ning has been worried about.

Although he eats well and grows well, the problem of esophageal stricture exists.

Children who eat closed food should be more careful than other children.

When he was still a toddler, Wen Yifan got stuck in eating a few times, and Wen Ning was so frightened that his soul was gone.

Seeing that he eats more delicately than ordinary children and can't catch up with the normal shape of food, this incident has become Wen Ning's heart disease.

Originally, the child would not pay so much attention to eating, she was worried that the kindergarten teacher would not be able to watch the child eat one-on-one, and she was afraid that he would accidentally eat the card.

It seems that the choice of school needs to be studied carefully.

Wen Ning has been looking forward to tomorrow's artist meeting, but this kind of scene should be in magazines and on the Internet.

After thinking about it for a long time, she still decided to inform the organizer that she was not going, try not to show up, and not let Leng Yingjie find out that she was back.

It's not that she's afraid of what he will do to her, she can't let Leng Yingjie know about the existence of Zaizi.

The next day, Qi Enyu sent Wen Ning to 579, and when she got off the bus, she saw that she was wearing a hat and a mask and sunglasses.

"Dressed like this... Are you sure you're not going to engage in terrorist activities? ”

Wen Ning adjusted her mask, "I contacted them and said that they wouldn't participate, but I still want to see what the scene is like, to see if there are any fans of mine." ”

Qi Enyu understood what she meant, he was in a very good mood, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised, "You mean to go and see it secretly?" Not identifying? ”

"Uh-huh" Wen Ning got out of the car with his bag, "I'll just watch it as if I was a fan of 9007, feel the enthusiasm of the fans, and go back to study Zaizi's school when I'm done, you can get busy, bye-bye." ”

Looking at her completely changed back, Qi Enyu, who had been depressed all night, felt a lot more comfortable.

This look, let alone Leng Yingjie, he may not be able to recognize Wen Ning today.

The painting has been unfolding for a few days, and today is the artist's meeting, which is much more crowded than the previous two days.

Fans from all over the world came to see their idols, and surrounded the Muxi Art Museum.

Wen Ning squeezed through the crowd and struggled forward, reaching out to hold his hat.

She regretted that she had come to join in the fun, otherwise she would have simply appeared as a painter, where would she be able to suffer this sin.

She raised her head to look at the exhibition area of her work, and the good guy couldn't move directly.

Thinking that so many people like their works, I instantly feel that this trip is not without gain.

Leng Yingjie learned that there was a meeting with painters today, so he directly left the company's meeting and rushed over.

Xu Nianxia was originally receiving other high-level personnel, and when he saw him coming, he immediately gave up the important work in front of him to other colleagues.

"Mr. Jie," Xu Nianxia shouted.

Wen Ning's heart in the crowd jumped heavily, and he followed the prestige in disbelief......

The person she had always wanted to forget, but who appeared in her dreams so often, stood not far away like that......

Xu Nianxia, who was crowded by the crowd, was a little unsteady, and Leng Yingjie helped her, "The painter will come today, right?" ”

Seeing the staff who received him yesterday, Leng Yingjie was worried that there was no one to guide him.

Xu Nianxia raised her hand and pressed her face, as if she was wiping sweat, but she actually wanted to hide her hot face.

"That's right, the painter will be here today, so there are more people on the scene, you should be careful, don't be crowded."

Leng Yingjie's big and tall man stood very conspicuous in the crowd, and he didn't care about the people around him.

"Is the painter named Nine Thousand Seven here?"

There were too many people, so he leaned in and asked.

Xu Nianxia looked shy, "Nine thousand seven, she didn't come, oh yes, it was also a temporary notice." ”

She clutched her phone tightly and said, "Without your contact information, otherwise I could have notified you earlier, and I wouldn't have let you run for nothing... Is it convenient for Mr. Jie to add you a WeChat? If you like her work, I'll let you know when there are other events to come back to. ”

It's hard for Leng Yingjie to find a painter, but after thinking about it, if you can meet people in private, you don't have to make a big fuss.

Leng Yingjie took out his mobile phone and asked Xu Nianxia to add a friend.

"Yingjie" Jiang Shutong's voice suddenly appeared beside him.

Immediately after that, a pair of hands wrapped around Leng Yingjie's arms, "Oh, this person is dead." ”

She looked at Xu Nianxia in disgust, "Who are you?" ”

glanced at Xu Nianxia's mobile phone that had not yet been locked, "What are you doing with my fiancé?" ”

Xu Nianxia was stunned for a moment, with some surprise and timidity in her eyes.

This appearance suddenly reminded Leng Yingjie of Wen Ning, who had also shown this expression when he was by his side before.

He asked Jiang Shutong with a cold face, "Why are you here?" ”

Jiang Shutong felt angry in her heart, "Why can't I come?" If I don't come, this vixen will hook you up. ”

Fortunately, Leng Shaoyue told her father that Leng Yingjie came to see the exhibition yesterday, and she wanted to come over to try her luck, but she didn't expect that people were really here, but there was still a fox spirit who was unexpected.

Leng Yingjie was bored, he didn't come at the moment, and he didn't want to stay here, "You go back, I'll go to the company." ”

Jiang Shutong stuck the whole person on Leng Yingjie with the strength of the crowding around him, and then shrunk his neck back in surprise, "Why does it smell so much alcohol?" Did you drink? ”

Leng Yingjie walked out with great difficulty, without looking at her, and only dropped a sentence, "I drank it last night." ”

Wen Ning felt a little out of breath, she was afraid that Leng Yingjie would see her, so she pushed the meeting, but why did he come?

On a hot day, I felt chills in my heart, Leng Yingjie was really getting more and more capable, there was a Jiang Shutong by his side, and he was still staining flowers and twisting grass outside.

Wen Ning is funny, what else does she remember in her heart?

His Applejack is Applejack of Hibiscus Beach, long gone.

The crowd had a tendency to squeeze her in the direction of Leng Yingjie, and Wen Ning quickly turned her head and walked towards the exit on the other side.

The scene of retrograde movement with the crowd reminded her of the first time she watched Leng Yingjie boxing in the underground boxing arena.

At that time, her retrograde was to go to him, and this time, she just wanted to get as far away from him as possible.

When I finally squeezed to the door, the waiter pushed the drink and turned in.

Without paying attention, the dining car crashed into Wen Ning's lower abdomen, and even the hat she was wearing fell off.

She let out a low cry of pain.

The waiter was so frightened that she quickly apologized to her, "I'm sorry ma'am, are you okay?" ”

Wen Ning shook his head and hurriedly walked out.

Seeing that she didn't take her hat, the waiter picked it up and raised her hand, "Madam, your hat has dropped." ”

Wen Ning didn't shout back, "Don't do it, throw it away." ”

The movement was not small, and Leng Yingjie, who was not far away, looked over.

The sound is so familiar......

Are you hallucinating?

Looking at the woman who left, she had a graceful figure and long hair.

How could he feel that such a back was familiar?