Under his gaze, she said: "I just said casually, Mr. Yu can arrange his own time. It's late at night, so I won't see you off. See you later."
She nodded slightly and got into the car.
Yu Jinwen lowered his eyes, watching her car go further and further away, his eyes dimmed slightly, and he suddenly smiled bitterly.
What is he imagining? Is he imagining that she will say that she hopes he can stay and spend the holidays with her? If she says it, then he will definitely stay with her.
But now she hates him so much that she feels terrible even when she sees him.
Why did he have to get in front of her and annoy her?
"Mr. Yu, get in the car." He Zhao stood by the car and waited for Yu Jinwen for a long time. Seeing that he kept looking straight ahead without moving, his humble and sad look made him uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but urge him.
What he actually wants to say is, "Give up."
Stop torturing your wife, and stop torturing yourself.
Yu Jinwen withdrew his gaze and waved his hand lightly, "I don't want to get in the car yet, I want to walk along the street."
Nancheng is an ancient city with red bricks and black tiles, small bridges and flowing water, beautiful scenery, many ancient buildings, full of antique charm, and high-rise buildings in the city center. It has a strong international color and a mixture of ancient and modern. Nansong has lived here since he was a child.
No wonder he can develop such a temperament.
Yu Jinwen was walking along the street, just taking a normal walk. Many girls on the side of the road secretly picked up their mobile phones to take pictures of him, secretly exclaiming, "He is so handsome. Is this a model here to shoot a movie? Or a big star, why don't I recognize him?"
"
"Look at these legs. They're incredible. He must be 1.88 meters tall. He's so tall, but he's so handsome. That face is so... shocking."
ah."
He Zhao followed Yu Jinwen from a distance with his bodyguards, almost worried to death.
This is in Nancheng, not in Beicheng, and not in our own territory. It is inevitable to feel a little worried. The boss looks like this and is so "high-profile". One of his assistants is really worried. If something happens accidentally, he will be killed.
The old man can't cut it into eight pieces.
Murphy's Law tells us that the more we fear something will happen, the more likely it will happen.
Yu Jinwen walked into a small alley and was very interested in the design of this ancient house. He was about to touch the wall when several men in black almost fell from the sky. Without saying a word, they put a sack on his head, and then
A beating and kicking.
...
On the way back, Nan Song suddenly had a migraine.
No matter she opens her eyes or closes them, Yu Jinwen's words "Can we start over again" are always echoing in her mind.
She pulled down the car window irritably, wanting to get some air and relieve her depressed mood.
Nan Song didn't know what Yu Jinwen's mood was when he said that, but she really no longer believed in him. Even if she had wronged him, he didn't have a nightclub girl, and all of this was her misunderstanding, so what?
It has long been impossible for them to go back to the past.
The phone rang loudly. It was a call from Yu Jinwen. She frowned and thought for a moment before pressing the button and answering, "Mr. Yu, what's the matter?"
The other end of the phone was not Yu Jinwen, but He Zhao's anxious voice, "Madam, Mr. Yu was attacked and something happened!"
Nan Song's expression tightened, "Where are you?...I'll be there right away!"