BXBX NOVEL Chapter 1093
Translator: 549690339
Wu Xuewei turned around and saw he jingyan with a worried expression. “Do you think that I won’t let it go?”
He Jingyan pursed his lips and did not speak.
Wu Xuewei smiled. “Let go. I won’t be that stupid.”
“He jingyan hesitated for a few seconds before slowly letting go of her. The moment Wu Xuewei regained her freedom, she glanced at him. “I’ve been plagued by bad luck recently. It’s best that you don’t get too close to me so that you won’t be implicated.” ”
“”Tch...”he jingyan scoffed and slowly followed by her side. “If you’re worried that I’ll be beaten by my family, you don’t have to. Treat the past as the son of Man and owe them. I Won’t do it again in the future...” ”
Wu Xuewei was in a low mood. “Do you think I’m very unbearable?”
“A palm patted the top of her head. He Jingyan put both hands in his pockets and said indifferently, “Why bother with other people’s opinions? Life is your own. You can decide how you want to live. If you care too much about other people’s opinions, you’ll lose yourself.” ”
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“After leaving University A, Wu Xuewei did not go back. She did not go to class for the whole day and stayed in the bedroom until evening. She held the phone in her palm for a day until her palm was sweaty. Only then did she let go. ”
“After hesitating for a while, she finally mustered up the courage to call Feng Churui. ”
This seemed to be the first call between the two since they got their marriage certificate.
“No one picked up the phone for a long time. Wu Xuewei gripped her phone tightly. was she too busy, or did she not want to pick up? ”
“It was raining cats and dogs in s city. When Feng Churui walked out of the office building of City Z Hall, he saw a female reporter holding her bag with both hands. She stood there and looked at the heavy rain. ”
“When she heard footsteps, the female reporter turned around and saw that it was him. She immediately smiled and took the initiative to greet him. “Captain Feng, are you off work?” ”
Feng churui nodded lightly. The driver had asked for leave today and he had driven himself here. He had just taken a few steps when he paused and turned his head. “You didn’t bring an umbrella?”
“The female reporter was overwhelmed by the favor and said shyly, “I was in a rush today and didn’t remember to bring it. Who knew that it would rain so suddenly...” ”
“Feng churui chuckled and raised the car keys in his hand. He asked, “Do you need a ride?” ”
“Song Wei was overjoyed, so excited that her words were not coherent. “This... isn’t this... too troublesome?” ”
“”It’s not troublesome,”Feng Churui said faintly. “Wait here, I’ll go get the car.” ”
The Black Land Rover quickly stopped in front of her. Song Wei used her bag to cover her head and pulled open the door of the passenger seat to get into the car.
Feng Churui’s eyes flashed. He pursed his lips and did not say anything. He started the engine and the Land Rover drove out.
It was only when she was sitting in the seat and the heater in the car surrounded her that song Wei realized that she was really sitting in the car of Captain S!
“Moreover, Captain S was driving personally! ”
Feng Churui did not say much. He was focused on driving the entire way. Song Wei stole a glance at him. The side profile of his clearly defined face was extremely charming. Her heart was racing and her face was red.
“Just as she was racking her brain to find a topic to talk about, Feng churui said, “Oh right, What’s Your Name?” ”
“She had interviewed him last time, but he did not remember her name. ”
“Song Wei looked delighted. “My name is Song Wei Wei. Song is Song dynasty’s song. Wei Wei, the only Wei.” ”
“Song Wei?”He read it carefully. “Good name.”
“Even though he knew that his compliment was only out of courtesy, song Weiwei was still very happy. ”
“The handsome and refined captain Feng was already the captain of an international metropolis at such a young age. His family background was even more prominent. He was the dream lover of millions of women, and he was even voted out. Women wanted him the most. Page. The object of love! ”