Chapter 1009: I will solve it myself

Chapter 1009 I Will Solve It Myself
The screen of the mobile phone on the balcony table lit up, and the sound of vibration alarmed the distracted night.
"Hey, Mom, I'm back, Han'er has fallen asleep, you should go to bed early, don't worry about us."
Looking at the call from Li Li, Shen Wan adjusted his breathing and spoke calmly.
"Hmm! I will solve it myself!"
I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone. After a long time, Shen Wan answered softly.
The same city, the same sky, the same depressive atmosphere.
"Am I wrong? Why do I still feel heartache when I see you sad?"
The stalwart figure standing by the window did not know how long, his voice was hoarse and low, with the fatal temptation unique to men, and bursts of choking cigarette smell filled the room.
"I thought that seeing your pain is the joy of the rest of my life, but it hurts you and myself! Hahaha!"
The man's low laughter echoed in the empty room, looking crippled and sad, and the air was filled with a smell called melancholy.
His left hand was wrapped in white gauze, and the brand-new gauze was again infiltrated with blood. Upon closer inspection, he could still see his clenched fist.
咚咚咚!
The door of the room was knocked, the rhythmic knock on the door interrupted the man's thoughts, and he softly responded with his back to the door.
"Come in!"
The light from outside the door came in as the door opened, followed by the familiar voice of the man.
"Brother Jing! I heard that you were injured, how are you doing?"
Qi Jing was taken aback and frowned slightly, his handsome face was a little unhappy, and the temperature in the room was getting lower and lower.
People familiar with it all know that this is a sign that Qi Jing is angry. He doesn't like this woman, especially when she appears in his own exclusive space.
The exception to all this is the woman who hurt his heart.
"Get out!"
Gu Lanyue's face turned pale for an instant, and she looked at the man's generous back in a loss.
"Brother Jing, I..."
Qi Jing's face became darker and darker, and the temperature in the air was terrifying. Gu Lanyue stood there shivering in fright, and did not dare to provoke Qi Jing easily.
"Don't let me say it a second time!"
Qi Jing squinted his eyes and turned around, and the dazzling light pierced Gu Lanyue's eyes. While panicking, he couldn't help swallowing droolingly.
The man stood tall by the window, exuding a god-like aura, and the bathrobe was slammed on him, revealing a honey chest with a trace of evil charm.
Gu Lanyue took two steps forward fascinated, without remembering the warning from Qi Jing!
"I said! Get out! Go!"
Qi Jing's voice was like a cold poisonous snake, and Gu Lanyue's chest was constantly tightening, looking like a king.
"Ah! Help!"
Seeing Qi Jing’s evil face like a ghost in the dark night, Gu Lanyue stopped for a moment, the obsession in her eyes instantly disappeared without a trace, she turned around with horror and ran out, like she was behind her. There are thousands of evil spirits chasing it.
The horror on Gu Lanyue's face was gathered into Qi Jing's eyes, and he couldn't help but sneered.
There was a delicate face in his mind, the forbearance of being beaten to death and not surrendering, yielding for the sake of the future, these are all portrayals of that woman.
The inconspicuous curvature of Qi Jing's mouth was fleeting, as if it had never appeared before, leaving no trace.
downstairs
"You said, what will Gu Lanyue do?"
Ban Luhe was sitting on the sofa holding a cup, looking at the white figure disappearing upstairs with a look of interest, and then glanced at Qi Ting who was reading the newspaper without saying a word.
Qi Ting raised his eyelids slightly, looking at the lively expression in Ban Luhe's eyes, and then silently lowered his head, with a funny expression in his eyes.
The child will run for three immediately, and over the years, he has long been used to his wife's temper.
Qi Ting's attitude towards this marriage, from the indifferent at the beginning to the indifferent, has gone through nearly thirty years.
Ban Luhe looked at Qi Ting's boring look, turned his head and hummed lightly, and continued to be his own elegant lady, quietly waiting for the next good show.
"three minutes!"
After listening to Qi Ting's brief words, Ban Luhe nodded without understanding.
After a while, there was a scream from upstairs, and the frightened Ban Luhe's hand holding the teacup shook unconsciously, and a little more embellishment on the brand-new skirt.
"Husband! You said, wouldn't the two of them be?"
Ban Luhe ignored the dirt on his clothes, put down the cup in his hand, and approached Qi Ting with a look of gossip, and looked upstairs with raised eyebrows, as if thinking of something indescribable. .
"You think too much!"
Qi Ting's left leg cocked and fell to the ground, and the newspaper in his hand was placed on the coffee table. Seeing the expression on Ban Luhe's face, he shook his head helplessly, got up and walked towards the bedroom.
As Qi Ting closed the door of the room, that white figure appeared in Ban Luhe's eyes.
"Huh? What's wrong with you Lan Yue?"
After the crying pear and rainy Gu Lanyue ran out of Qi Jing’s room, she didn’t care to talk to Ban Luhe, who is Qi Jing’s mother, and ran towards the gate when she went downstairs, even the heavy rain outside did not stop her. It's her hurried footsteps.
Ban Luhe stared blankly at Gu Lanyue's fleeing footsteps, glanced upstairs again, scratched his head incomprehensibly, and sat on the sofa squinting in thought.
"Madam, your clothes..."
Hearing the reminder from the nanny Liu next to him, Ban Luhe’s just sitting down instantly bounced on the sofa, and walked towards the cloakroom with a panic expression. saved.
"Ah! By the way, let me deal with it quickly. My clothes are handmade. You must wash them carefully. Don't rub them hard or snag me. They are very expensive!"
Seeing Ban Luhe's appearance, Sister Liu curled her lips, holding back the smile at the corner of her mouth.
When the wife appeared in front of outsiders in a Chinese dress, she always looked so high and unattractive, and only at home would she be exposed to unexpected cuteness, not at all what she should be at this age.
"Sister Liu, you'll send Jing'er a cup of hot milk later.
It's cold, let him warm up and sleep again! "
After changing his clothes, Ban Luhe went out of the cloakroom door in a hurry, and couldn't help but turn around to ask.
Sister Liu responded and began to pack her things.
咚咚咚!
Listening to the door being knocked again, Qi Jing's eyes shot toward the door like a needle.
"Who?"
"Master, it's me, Madam asked me to deliver milk."
Hearing Sister Liu's voice, Qi Jing turned around and gently put the things in his hands on the table, as if he were treating his beloved things.
"come in!"