When He Mengjie heard her words, her face was a little embarrassed, she peeked at Wen Tingyu, and when her eyes retracted, she staggered Chen Yuelin's gaze.

Her gaze looked very calm, and even when she looked at her, she responded to Wen Tingyu: "Oh, yes, this is good!" ”

However, He Mengjie still saw something from her misguided gaze. She couldn't tell what was in that gaze, but from a woman's intuition, she didn't feel good.

In the next time, Chen Yuelin seemed a little more silent than before, but Wen Tingyu was very scummy, so Chen Yuelin's silence was not so obvious. If He Mengjie hadn't had a pimple in her heart and deliberately paid attention to her, she wouldn't have noticed her subtle changes.

After eating the hot pot, Chen Yuelin broke up with them. On the way back, He Mengjie was a little silent.

It's not that she's in a bad mood, she just can't figure out Chen Yuelin's thoughts.

Wen Tingyu was still chattering, but she didn't listen to a word.

When he returned home, Wen Tingyu fell asleep, He Mengjie came out of Wen Tingyu's room and met Wen Xuan with a lazy face in the corridor on the second floor.

Wen Xuan stepped forward, took her into his arms, and asked softly, "Little fool, what's wrong with you today?" I see that when you come home, you look absent-minded. Are you angry with me? I really didn't know that Chen Yuelin would come today, I called her in the morning and asked her not to come to pick up. ”

He Mengjie nestled in his arms, feeling the warm breath in his arms, and shook his head gently: "I'm not angry with you, but I don't understand a little——"

"Don't understand what?" Wen Xuan immediately asked.

He Mengjie looked up at him, and her face became very serious: "I want to know, what is the purpose of Chen Yuelin's sudden appearance?" Is it to see the rain, or do you have something else in mind? ”

Wen Xuan shook his head and sighed: "I don't know either." She first came to bring Chen Yuwei back from the detention center, and then she approached me and asked to see the child—"

"It's noon, isn't it?" He Mengjie's brain suddenly improved, and she immediately remembered the scene she saw when He Wen Tingyu ate wonton noodles at noon that day, "At noon the day you ate steak?" ”

Wen Xuan stared at her in surprise for a while before asking, "How do you know?" ”

He Mengjie smiled triumphantly: "Of course I know, I am the Buddha, and Sun Wukong can't jump out of my palm." You can't even beat Sun Wukong, how can you escape from my palm? ”

Wen Xuan was stunned, and then reached out and flicked on the tip of her nose: "What a mess!" ”

He Mengjie covered her mouth and smiled, of course she wouldn't tell him that Wen Tingyu once had an extremely glorious title called "Red Child", and he, as the father of "Red Child", was fortunate to bring home the title of "Bull Demon King".

Wen Xuan looked at her eating and laughing, his big eyes narrowed slightly, his smiling eyes were full of naughtiness, and his heart couldn't help but flutter.

In addition to being stubborn and strong, he also loves her naughtiness!

He bowed his head emotionally and kissed her on the lips as she laughed. He pursued passionately, vowing to suffocate her by kissing!

At noon the next day, Wang Zihao called He Mengjie and asked her if she had time in the evening to take her to meet the lawyer.