Yu Wei glanced at it and saw that in the photo frame were photos of her and Yu Mo with their grandparents since they were children.
"What does it have to do with you?"
Yan Wenzhou pointed to one of the photos, "Who is the child in Mr. Yu's arms?"
In the photo, Mr. Yu, who is wearing a simple Chinese tunic suit, is holding a two-year-old child in his arms. The little kid is crying with his mouth wide open. The picture is a bit funny.
Yu Wei frowned and looked at him, "Yu Mo, what's the problem?"
Yan Wenzhou's eyes fell on her, "Where were you at that time?"
"I was over two years old at that time. Do you think I would remember where I am?"
Yu Wei couldn't help but said: "Yan Wenzhou, can you stop deliberately making excuses?"
Yan Wenzhou withdrew his gaze and looked at Yu Wei. Her eyebrows were picturesque, her nose was straight and small, her lips were as bright as cherries, and she had a gentle temperament.
The looks of Han Chunyan, Yu Haisheng, and even Yu Mo flashed through Yan Wenzhou's mind.
"You and Yu Mo are twins, why don't you look alike?"
Yu Wei frowned and looked at him, "Dragon and phoenix are fraternal twins. They don't look alike in the first place."
It was getting dark outside. Yu Wei sorted out all the information, looked at him, and said mockingly: "Mr. Yan, what other medical problems do you need me to help you answer?"
Yan Wenzhou held her hand.
Sensing that his palms were sweaty, Yu Wei wanted to pull her hand away, but Yan Wenzhou held her hand tightly.
Yan Wenzhou made a reservation at a Western restaurant he often went to.
After getting married, the two of them had never dined out alone like this.
After the two of them took their seats, many acquaintances came over to say hello, and Yu Wei had to smile and respond in a good-tempered way.
Yan Wenzhou leaned back in his chair and looked at her, "If you don't want to laugh, you don't have to laugh."
"Smiling is a form of politeness." Yu Wei's voice was cold, "I know you dislike my fake smile, but it's just you who brought me here. Please bear with me."
"I don't dislike you." Yan Wenzhou looked at her repulsive look and lowered his voice, "The food here tastes good. You try it. If you like it, I can come with you often in the future." .”
Yu Wei didn't appreciate it, "I'm not used to Western food."
"I can have lunch with you."
Yu Wei was suddenly curious, how far could this man go for Wen Siya?
"When do you plan to send her abroad?"
"A week later."
Yu Wei looked at him, "Don't worry, as long as Wen Siya doesn't mess with me, I won't give the recording to anyone."
Yan Wenzhou said nothing more.
When the two people came out after eating, there was a thin layer of snow on the ground.
Yu Wei raised her head and looked at the night sky. Under the bright street lights, snowflakes danced and fell gently.
This is the first snow of the year.
Yan Wenzhou followed her gaze and asked, "Do you like snow?"
Yu Wei came to her senses and did not answer his question. Instead, she rubbed her arms and felt a little cold.
She wanted to get in the car, but Yan Wenzhou took off his coat, put it on her body, held her hand, and said, "Let's go for a walk."
He came back from the company, took off his coat, and was only wearing a dark blue suit.
Yan Wenzhou couldn't help but lead her forward.
Looking at the two people holding hands together, Yu Wei felt a little unreal.
This was the married life she had longed for. The two didn't have much love, but they respected each other enough and occasionally walked together after meals.
If he really sends Wen Siya abroad, can they be the same as before?
But what can support a marriage without love? Rely on his sense of responsibility?
Yu Wei's eyes dimmed a bit when she thought of the child in her belly, but he would not allow her to give birth to the child.
The two walked for a while, leaving two rows of footprints on the road, one large and one small.
Yan Wenzhou turned around, looked at the snowflakes scattered on her long hair, and gently swept them with his other hand.
The light of the street lamp fell on his stern face, adding a bit of softness. His eyes were focused and gentle.
Yu Wei stood on tiptoes and helped him sweep the snow from his hair.
The coat slipped off her body, and Yan Wenzhou helped her hold it and arrange it, then grabbed both sides of the coat and hugged her into his arms. Yu Wei's center of gravity was unsteady and she fell into his arms.
Sensing the coldness on his body, she couldn't help but reach out and hug him, "Yan Wenzhou, aren't you cold?"
Yan Wenzhou hugged her a little tighter and said, "It's not cold."
Doesn't this man know he still has gunshot wounds?
"But I'm cold and I don't want to leave."
Yan Wenzhou leaned over and whispered softly in her ear: "Then let's go home."
Yu Wei's heart skipped a beat without any purpose.
When the driver saw the two people stopped, he quickly got out of the car and opened the door for them.
After entering the car, Yu Wei returned his coat to him, and Yan Wenzhou took it. Just as he was about to say something, Yu Wei had already leaned against the window, looking like she was unfamiliar with him.
Yan Wenzhou laughed and told the driver to go back to the villa.
The car starts.
Yu Wei took out her mobile phone, opened the circle of friends boredly, and scrolled down one by one.
Half an hour ago, Meng Zhiyao posted a message on Moments - a family dinner. The picture was of Meng Hechuan sitting next to her at the Meng family's old house, only showing a superior profile.
Meng Zhiyao made a comment below: "Response to me, my cousin is single and can be flirted with!"
Just at the red light, the car stopped. Yu Wei looked out the window. What came into view was a huge billboard. The woman was wearing exquisite makeup, flaming red lips, and a hand across her chest. The watch on her wrist sparkled.
It turns out that two people who were so in love will break up.
The car restarted and Yu Wei looked away.
After returning to the villa, Yan Wenzhou went to the study again. Yu Wei was afraid that he would catch a cold, so she specially asked the servant to make him soup to keep out the cold.
Returning to the bedroom, Yu Wei found that she had received a lot of messages on her phone, and many wealthy ladies had sent her banquet invitations.
The most indispensable thing in the upper class circle is gossip. She just had a meal with Yan Wenzhou and took a walk together after the meal, which caused quite a whirlwind in the circle.
Yu Wei finished replying to those messages and took a shower. When she came out, Meng Zhiyao's WeChat message popped up again - "Wei Wei, let's go skiing tomorrow!"
Just when Yu Wei was about to refuse, Meng Zhiyao hurriedly added, "There are only two of us, definitely not my cousin!"
Yu Wei couldn't bear to reject her anymore.
When Meng Zhiyao saw her promise, he was completely relieved and sent her another picture. The picture showed a snowman half as tall as a man.
Meng Zhiyao continued to complain: "Do you think my cousin is sick? He stayed up until 11 o'clock at night and was building a snowman in the yard!"
Yu Wei looked at the snowman, a little lost in thought.
"I said the snowman he built was uglier than the one you built before, and he actually hit me with a snowball!"
Yu Wei threw the phone aside and smiled when she thought of her past self who would drag him to build a snowman when it snowed. How childish!
When Yu Wei got up early the next morning, Yan Wenzhou had already gone out. When she went downstairs, she saw Wang Shuman standing in the living room.
Yu Wei asked the servant to make tea.
When Wang Shuman saw Yu Wei, he suddenly knelt on the ground with a pop, "Yu Wei, I beg you, can you let Wenzhou go to the hospital to take a look at Siya?"
