After adding WeChat and a brief chat, we agreed to meet at three o'clock in the afternoon.
Wen Nian glanced at his watch. There were still two hours until three o'clock.
It was enough for her to take care of herself, but she was distracted by the preparations for several days, and her face was a little unable to put on makeup.
Fortunately, she is not the kind of person who needs heavy makeup to support her face, and light makeup makes her stand out even more.
The eyebrows are curved, the nose is straight and the lips are red.
The knee injury has not healed yet, and it is easy to rub the wound when wearing pants.
Wen Nian rarely chose a skirt, a black knee-length dress, dignified and decent.
A text message popped up on the page: I'm downstairs at your house.
The word "husband" in the note made his eyes hurt. Wen Nian clicked on his homepage and replaced the note with his name.
Cheng Yansheng called: "Come to the hospital with me."
This is something Dong Nuan has told him to do, and he must do it well.
Even if it's just pretending.
"Why go to the hospital?"
"You should know better."
Wen Nian had a backpack on his shoulders. She heard Cheng Yansheng pull the lighter and light the cigarette. The crisp sound of the lighter stopped, and he explained in a deep voice: "What happened last time is not over yet."
She sneered: "Are you afraid that I'll get sick if I mess around?"
"Cooperate and go through the process."
He talked about the process lightly, but Wen Nian turned into a nightmare.
After the abortion that year, she rarely set foot in the hospital again.
Wen Nian still vividly remembers the cold operating table in the abortion room and the anesthesia gun as thick as his finger.
Fortunately, she has not encountered many serious illnesses in these years, and she can tolerate minor illnesses and pains as much as she can.
"If you don't come down, I'll go up and look for you."
Song Xinci was here, but Wen Nian didn't want the two of them to meet again, so he weighed in and said, "I'll come down now."
The sky is covered with dark clouds and the rain is falling, which is annoying.
The harbor has the most rain in this season.
A silver-grey Porsche Panamera is parked nearest the garage entrance, harbor license plate, an A with four ones.
Cheng Yansheng's license plate is easy to recognize and is the only one in the whole harbor.
After a whole morning meeting, my back and shoulders ached, so I adjusted my seat.
He watched Wen Nian approach slowly, and it took six or seven minutes to cover a distance of only twenty or thirty meters.
She walked as slowly as an old lady.
A black umbrella hung above her head, completely covering her face. Her skirt was fluttering and messy in the wind, and her skirt was stained with mud on the road.
Black skirt, black umbrella.
Cheng Yansheng felt like a dark cloud rolling over his eyes, his brows furrowed.
"boarding."
He was tall and had long legs. He stepped out of the car and held the door open for her.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the shoulders of his suit and the hair on his head were soaked by the rain.
At the beginning of the year, Wen Nian's expression was filled with sullenness, and he said, "Do we have to go?"
In the past, Cheng Yansheng would not have had any patience.
He hesitated for a moment and said in a kind tone: "It's best to go there. You also know Mom's character. She is very suspicious."
It was her responsibility to go to the bar and start a fight.
Wen Nian knew very well that he was innocent, but in the eyes of others, the truth was ambiguous.
"Let's go!"
I had lost my appetite for several days in a row. When I arrived at the hospital, my natural physiological reaction to the disinfectant came over me strongly.
She covered her mouth and vomited.
After taking a few breaths, Wen Nian regained his composure: "It's okay, let's go in!"
Cheng Yansheng only thought that she was afraid of the hospital and did not know that this was a sequelae of the abortion.
The Cheng family is powerful and has specialized medical channels.
When Wen Nian comes to see a doctor, there is no need to queue up for registration, and a series of examinations go smoothly.
During the process of removing the leucorrhea, the doctor shouted: "Spread your legs."
She gritted her teeth and obeyed.
"Open wider."
