Chapter 650: Let time heal all harm

Feng Beichen couldn't understand the meaning in Zhong Zhen's eyes, but didn't she just tell him? She belongs to him tonight!
"I forgot to make an appointment with Ahe tonight to go back and have supper with her." Zhong Zhen took this excuse and got out.
"What supper do you have a headache?" Feng Beichen tried to seal his throat.
Is that fake? After Zhong Zhen finished defamating, but knowing that Xiang Ming was watching the excitement in the driver's seat, she had to tactfully refuse Feng Beichen, "She just came back, pretending to be nothing on the surface, but still emotionally unstable, no matter how uncomfortable I am. It's not so much to accompany her."
"What happened after Ahe returned to you?" Xiang Ming couldn't help but asked with concern.
Seeing that Xiangming helped to turn the topic off, Zhong Zhen quickly went on as he said, "She told me to sleep well and not to be disturbed. Only at night did I wake her up for supper, but I Don’t you know her? When no one is there, she will cry alone."
Feng Beichen, who was left alone, could not help but hear Xiang Ming's topic getting further and further away, "Then you really have to persuade her not to let her go back to live in a rental house alone, let's live with you for a while. Did she tell you about her future plans?"
These words let Zhong Zhen see that Xiang Ming still cares about Wen He very much. If Wen He hadn't just suffered a great change, she would definitely find ways to put Wen He and Xiang Ming together again! "I will. People have moved all her belongings over, and the rental house has also helped her withdraw," Zhong Zhen clarified to Xiangming in a low voice, "She has told me about her future plans. It seems that I want to devote all my energy to my career. I think it’s good.
Suspense, let time heal the mental and emotional injuries. "
"Did she say what she wanted to do?" Xiang Ming continued to ask.
"She seems to have been thinking about the plan for the past two days, and she has made it clear. She said that she would create a magazine, then open a film and television media company, and then open a brokerage company to sign stars and models." Zhong Zhen briefly said Wen He. And tell it all.
"Wen He will soon become a big sister in the media industry, an elite talent!" Feng Beichen praised Wen He's plan.
The chief executives all came to praise Wen He, Zhong Zhen and Xiang Ming met in the rearview mirror and smiled.
"Have you finished talking about Wenhe?" Feng Beichen broke Zhong Zhen's head and asked her to face him, "When will the things you promised me be honored?" Welfare can be postponed, but it can't be avoided!
"What?" Zhong Zhen asked stupidly.
"Forgot?" Feng Beichen threatened her with teeth. He really didn't mind to mention the agreement to her again in front of Xiang Ming! Don't blame him when she comes!
After receiving the warning, Zhong Zhen felt that he still shouldn't do too much, so as not to make this temperamental male anxious!
"Well, tomorrow night, we will bring the three children over to get together." Zhong Zhen said.
Ok? Bring the kids over?
Also, why is her tone so helpless? Feng Beichen looked deeply into her eyes.
Damn it! This was a sign of his anger, she clearly saw two small flames jumping in his eyes!
Raising her hand, scratching his palm with her finger, Zhong Zhen tipped her chin and hinted to him that Xiang Ming was driving, then she softly said, "Do you think this is bad? I think The children are there."
Her soft candy-like voice melted Feng Beichen's heart inch by inch. After all, those three were all his own children. How could Feng Beichen say anything?
"That's it." He let go.
Zhong Zhen smiled slightly, his head naturally leaning in his arms.
After listening to the whole process of their dialogue, Xiang Ming laughed in his heart, his own president, this time, really fell into the love trap and couldn't get out. He was completely led by Zhong Zhen!
After a while, Bentley drove into the private road and stopped in front of the villa.
"It's late, go back, bye, see you tomorrow." Zhong Zhen said this to prevent Xiang Ming and Feng Beichen from getting out of the car to see her. After speaking, she pushed the cart down to the ground and closed the door and waved to them again and again.
Feng Beichen had to tell Xiang Ming to turn the front of the car. He lowered the windowpane and said to Zhong Zhen, "I watched you go in before leaving."
Zhong Zhen smiled and opened the door. After entering, he quickly walked across the courtyard and opened the door of the living room.
Feng Beichen was relieved to let Xiang Ming drive away.
Zhong Zhen came to the stairs and looked up, trying to see the movement of the second and third floors.
The room was quiet, two or three wall lamps were left on each floor, and the soft light deepened the silence.
Are all asleep? Zhong Zhen retracted his head, put his bag on the sofa, and went into the kitchen to open the refrigerator.
The servant did what she instructed and packed a few dishes that Wen He liked to store in the refrigerator. Now Zhong Zhen only needs to take it out and heat it in the microwave to eat.
Busy Zhang Luo, heating up, while finding dishes such as trays and tableware.
Suddenly, a figure appeared at the door, and Zhong Zhen shouted "Ah" in fright, almost not breaking the plate in his hand!
"It's me! You coward!" Wen He smiled and hugged her.
"People are scary, scary!" Zhong Zhen beat her strangely.
"Okay, okay, the ears are here, don't be afraid!" Wen He raised his hand to pull at Zhong Zhen's earlobe, and when he saw her roll her eyes, he moved his hand over, "How about I rub your chest for you?"
This joke instantly evoked Zhong Zhen's memories of the past, and she smiled, "Get up your salty pig hands!"
"Hey, I'm Salty Pig Hand, what hand does Feng Zong have?" Wen He teased her hippiely.
As soon as Feng Beichen was mentioned, the smile on Zhong Zhen's face froze first, and then it faded clean like the low tide of the sea.
"Come on, my big mouth said the wrong thing again." Wen He immediately admitted the mistake.
Zhong Zhen looked down at the plate in his hand, turned around and put it on the tray, took the protective gloves to turn on the microwave, took out the plate from the inside and put it on, "Don't talk about him."
"Okay, don't talk about him, talk about ourselves." Wen He took the stance openly, "Should we drink some red wine?"
"You like it." Zhong Zhen smiled again. "When I drove me back to the assistant just now, and asked what's wrong with you, he cares about you."
Wen He glanced at Zhong Zhen with the tail of her eyes. She knew her too well, so one of them said the beginning, and the other knew what the next would mean.
"Don't talk about him." Wen He moved out the three words Zhong Zhen said just now to stop the topic from going deeper.
Zhong Zhen was shocked and immediately complied, "Okay, don't say it."
After reaching a consensus, the two girlfriends moved the food to the restaurant in a tacit and swift manner for a big food party.
Food and wine, everything that should be talked about, Zhong Zhen talked about what he had encountered when he went to the birthday party tonight. After listening carefully, Wen He inevitably asked the details, and guided Zhong Zhen to pull out the very obscure nodes.