gentle fall

The Wen Group has a new chairman, and the young and beautiful Miss Wen is in charge. She is not yet 30 years old. There is a sensation in the public opinion for a while. Some people secretly ridicule her as a vase, and express that they are not optimistic about the future development of the Wen Group.

In this regard, netizens who eat melons replied:

"Vase? The flowers are real, the vase...you are blind."

"The previous civil strife in the Wen family was all brought down by Miss Wen... No, Mrs. Wen suppressed it all by herself. Do you know how many old things have been cleaned up? Don't look at her good-looking, and her methods are very ruthless, so let's say, Provoke a man, and don't provoke a woman."

"Where is Mrs. Xiao Wen's second floor talking so scary? She has a good reputation in the industry. When the accident happened at that time, she was not afraid of Wen's bankruptcy, and she would pay the contract money to the cooperative company. She was very trustworthy."

"It's said...Wen is always a wife fan."

When the comments reached this level, the netizens reached a consensus very tacitly, and they were a little bit heartbroken, Mr. Xiao Wen, she is a senior wife slave at a young age.

On this day, wife fan Wen Huaiyu brought his wife to a banquet and dressed up to give the host enough face. As soon as she entered the venue, she was surrounded by a group of people. Ji Yirou pinched her fingertips: " You talk first, I see someone I know, go over and talk first."

Wen Huaiyu reluctantly let go, not wanting to let her go, but if it wasn't for her today, she would not have agreed at all, so she could only reluctantly let her go, chatting casually with others.

When women get together, they just chat about the bags that are limited to autumn and winter, the shows at the Paris fashion show, and whose jewelry is bigger, shinier and more expensive. Smile quietly.

They talked about a caramel-colored catfish bun, and Wen Huaiyu suddenly said, "Oh, that one, I bought that one for my wife."

The scene was awkward for a moment, and the topic turned to a lady’s newly bought diamond ring. Wife fan Wen always kept wandering, and when everyone finished talking, she interjected again: "This diamond is not big enough, it doesn’t look good. I’m going to buy it for my wife A big one."

Everyone looked at each other tacitly, and suddenly felt that it was a mistake to come up to chat with her, so they stopped talking and focused on praising her: "Mr. Wen, your dress is so beautiful, are you interested? the ball?"

"No," Wen Huaiyu shook his head, "My wife is not free, so I won't come here alone."

"...Yes, Mrs. Wen works hard. I watched that drama not long ago. Your wife is so beautiful."

"Yeah, prettier than all of you," Wen Huaiyu smiled modestly, "Of course, prettier than me."

"..."

This is impossible to talk about!

Wen Huaiyu purposely finished his unpleasant words, and politely raised his cup: "Excuse me."

Holding the hem of her skirt, she walked away from the crowd step by step, and went straight to one place with a very clear goal. When she approached, her pace slowed down a little, until everyone who was talking turned around and saw her.

Ji Yirou smiled at her: "What's the matter? Are you done talking?"

"Well. There is nothing to say. This," Wen Huaiyu smiled and looked at the handsome boy in front of him, "What's your name?"

Ji Yirou opened her mouth to introduce, this is an artist she has worked with in the crew, and the two just met, so they said a few words.

Wen Huaiyu nodded lightly, and just as he was about to speak, the boy smiled shyly and said, "Let's go first."

This Wen is always a famous wife fan, he can't afford to be offended, and he doesn't take the blame, so hurry up, he doesn't want to be cut off from all good resources.

The young man slipped away quickly, Wen Huaiyu snorted lightly: "There are always people who strike up a conversation with you. These people don't even think about how they can compare with me."

Ji Yirou couldn't help laughing: "Yes, yes, you can't compare with Mr. Wen. Mr. Wen is young and promising, as beautiful as a flower. You are the only one in the world. You are unique."

When Wen Huaiyu was told by her, she also smiled: "Just follow those people and hurt me every day."

Ji Yirou also smiled and frowned, this person is a big jealous now, he seems to be sour all the time.

The last time Wen Huaiyu went to visit the set, she had just finished filming. A nine-year-old boy played her younger brother in the play. He naively said that he liked her and wanted to marry her, but Xiao Wen was very angry, and he was more serious with the children. Come on, and said word by word: "You, listen carefully, she is my wife and has nothing to do with you."

The boy has a stubborn temper, so he insisted on rebutting her: "Yes now, but not necessarily in the future, sister, just because I'm younger than you, doesn't mean I will definitely lose to you."

Wen Huaiyu was so angry that day that he almost wanted to smash the studio. He endured it and endured it. In the few days after he came back, he pestered her every day. Now he was a little nervous because he was afraid that his wife would run away with someone else.

Ji Yirou hooked her fingers, and shook her: "Don't be jealous. I just received a call. I have something to do. I need to go to the brokerage company. You still have something to do, so don't accompany me. Lin Ling has already come to pick it up." me."

Wen Huaiyu was very dissatisfied: "I'm here with you, it's good for you, let's go first... Forget it, I do have something else to do, Pei Songxi told me before, there will be big people coming tonight. Be careful on the way."

Ji Yirou hummed, pinched her cheeks, and lowered her voice coquettishly: "Don't be angry with me, it's agreed, you must love me well."

When Wen Huaiyu heard this sentence, the roots of his ears became numb... This person doesn't know who he learned from now, he loves acting like a baby, and every time he tells her to hurt her, and when he lies on the bed after taking a bath, he always strikes first , Kissing her lost all reason, and I was not up to my expectations. Every time I was fascinated by her, half a year passed, and I counted it carefully... She really didn't get many opportunities.

But as soon as she acted like a baby, she softened her heart, and there was nothing she could do about it.

Ji Yirou waved her hand, and left first with the corner of her skirt in her hand. Wen Huaiyu watched her go, sighed helplessly, drank the wine in the glass, a little bit lost in interest.

Just now, a group of people were deliberately driven away, but now, no one came to disturb her for a while, she was very happy, until Pei Songxi arrived and took a look at her from a distance, Wen Huaiyu stopped smiling, straightened her back, and looked gracefully go.

"President Pei, long time no see."

Pei Songxi nodded lightly, making a casual introduction, but lowered his voice: "This is Xu Ting."

Wen Huaiyu reacted very quickly, lowered his head slightly, and stretched out his hand: "Hi, I'm Wen Huaiyu."

The middle-aged man standing beside her was handsome and tall, with deep eyebrows and elegant demeanor, with a deep vertical line between his brows, revealing the great power of the superior, he extended his hand politely, and shook it gently and gently. After a while: "I heard that Mr. Wen has some information I want."

Wen Huaiyu smiled brightly: "Yes, it is a great honor to provide you with the details and truth of some things."

Earlier, Pei Songxi called and asked her some things. She said a few words casually at that time. Later, Pei Songxi said that if she was willing to provide detailed information, she could be a matchmaker and let her know a few more friends.

They are all human beings, so of course they understand what this friend means. If you are in the mall, if you have one more friend, you will have another way in the future.

So she readily agreed, but it's not easy to meet in private, or Pei Songxi found such an opportunity, political and business celebrities will attend, and a few words at the banquet will not attract attention.

Since she opened her mouth, she didn't mean to hide it, she said what she knew, and finally said in a friendly way: "I still have some picture information here, if you need it, I will ask the assistant to prepare a USB flash drive , send it to you."

The unsmiling man nodded lightly, and said hello, this Wen is always a sensible person, just like her wife, who saved the little girl in his family without clamoring for anything, Just sit quietly by the side and say that I hope to hear him say a word.

He smiled a little indifferently, and gave a rare compliment: "Xiao Pei, Mr. Wen and her wife are very nice, you get along more, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Wen Huaiyu was startled, and subconsciously called him: "...do you know my wife?"

"Have seen a few times."

He didn't want to explain, and left in a hurry after only saying one sentence, but Wen Huaiyu frowned slightly, and when Pei Songxi talked to her again, she was a little absent-minded, and after a few seconds, she just chased him out.

She called to Xu Ting: "Sorry, please stop, there is something I want to ask."

The middle-aged man stopped, turned around, and slightly raised his eyebrows: "Please tell me."

Wen Huaiyu stood still, took a deep breath, and calmed down her heartbeat. She knew that her behavior was reckless, but she still couldn't help asking: "Excuse me, when did you see my wife?"

"When..." The man thought for a while, "I met you in winter. She came to me because of you and Mr. Ji. I haven't spoken to her yet. The little girl at home was disobedient and ran on the road. She responded Hurry up, pick up my child and get hit by a car."

Wen Huaiyu stood there, stunned, and murmured in disbelief: "... was hit by a car."

She remembers that rainy night.

At that time, she couldn't get through to Ji Yirou's phone number, and the messages she sent were also ignored. Then she saw Ji Yirou appearing with Zhao Yu. It was Ji Yirou sitting in a wheelchair at that time. She asked her what was wrong, and how did she answer at that time? The - is my own carelessness.

The circles of her eyes slowly turned red.

She doesn't know how many things there are about this person.

……

Ji Yirou came back from her agency, and her manager called her over today, saying that a movie won an award at a film festival not long ago, and she was nominated for Best Supporting Actress.

Lu Zhiyuan asked her what she meant, and asked her if she wanted to appear in variety shows or accept endorsements, but she refused. Now she just wants to make a good film.

The two of them made a work plan for the end of the year, and when they came out of the brokerage company, it was already dark, and there was a sale of fried chestnuts on the side of the road, Ji Yirou ran over to buy a copy, and returned home in a good mood.

In the small villa, the living room lights were on. She opened the door and went in. Wen Huaiyu was sitting on the sofa with her eyes downcast, as if she was in a worried mood.

Ji Yirou walked over and leaned against her as usual, with a soft voice: "What's wrong with you? You are so indifferent to me?"

Wen Huaiyu didn't speak, but raised his head and looked at her quietly.

"Blame me for leaving first?"

"Are you mad that I'm only coming back now?"

"... I promise, I won't be with a nine-year-old boy, and I don't have a dog outside."

Wen Huaiyu pursed his lips, and said in a calm voice, "You have seen Xu Ting, but you didn't tell me."

Ji Yirou was startled: "You are angry."

"What else? Shouldn't I be angry?"

Ji Yirou breathed a sigh of relief, approached her, and gently rubbed her cheek with her cheek: "I'm not angry anymore. I didn't mean not to tell you. I just... didn't know how to tell you at the time, but now It's all over, look at me, I'm alive and kicking, nothing happened."

Wen Huaiyu stepped back: "Don't act like a baby with me. You have nothing to do with that. I asked you all the time...you...you didn't tell me. "

As she spoke, her voice suddenly choked up, and her tears became broken beads, falling uncontrollably: "You don't tell me. I don't know anything...you go to the hospital, and I don't know. I I left you alone in the hospital, I didn't take care of you."

Ji Yirou patted her on the back: "Okay, it's okay, at that time I... Lin Ling and Brother Xiao Zhao both passed by, and I'm not alone."

As soon as she heard Zhao Yu mentioned, Wen Huaiyu's tone changed suddenly. He was still crying, but he complained in a low voice: "You tell him, but don't tell me."

"Okay, baby, don't cry, I'm sorry."

She rubbed against her neck and couldn't stop her tears: "I'm sorry...it's me who should say sorry...I didn't take good care of you, I'm sorry, I didn't cherish you, love you, yes I was wrong."

She couldn't help crying, Ji Yirou hugged her on her lap and coaxed her softly. In the end, her front was soaked, she really didn't know what to say, so she just talked about the trivial things about her half a year abroad Come to tease her, talk about the water pipes that always burst in the middle of the night, and talk about the neighbors who like to cheat food and drink: "You don't know, I am not strong at all. The first night I just arrived there, the water pipe burst. It flooded half the room, and I didn't want to stay at that time, and wanted to go back to China immediately."

"Fool," Wen Huaiyu sobbed softly, his voice muffled, "Big fool. Why don't you come back if you want to come back? Why do you have to stay outside for so long by yourself."

Ji Yirou touched the top of her hair: "Maybe it was because I got lost at that time, so I didn't know how to get home. But it's okay, I'm back now."

Wen Huaiyu stopped crying, sat in her arms, raised his head, and kissed her: "I won't let you get lost alone in the future. Let's go together wherever we go."

You are where my heart is.

Wherever you go, I will follow you.