Yan Shiqi's words made several people present cast their eyes.

She took the mineral water bottle and smiled, "I'm just guessing, since it was her classmate who broke the news, let's send it out tomorrow." ”

Li Qiao bowed, "Okay, tonight, I will use the account of Entertainment Express to send out the news of her purchase of admission qualifications first, and then send out the abortion tomorrow." ”

Hearing this, Cheng Ye Nan crossed Erlang's legs, and there was no sympathetic banter, "According to this trend, she may become the first passerby to be boycotted by the whole network." ”

"It's just a boycott across the network, it's too cheap for her!"

This was said by Wen Cheng.

She wanted more than that.

When Wen Cheng said this, her face was extremely cold, and Yan Shiqi, who was sitting beside her, couldn't help but look sideways, "Don't worry, the price she should pay will not be less at all." ”

"I hope so. ”

It seems that Wen Cheng did not have much hope for Wen Zhiyuan's fate.

This woman has calculated countless people along the way, and now even if they control the movement, it is difficult to guarantee that she will not have a follow-up.

After all, the person behind her did not show a little bit of horse's feet from beginning to end.

A faint melancholy appeared in Wen Cheng's eyebrows, and she put her hands in her pockets and covered the placket in front of her abdomen.

She couldn't stay in Licheng for too long, otherwise......

......

At the same time, at Licheng Airport, a business plane from Dijing landed slowly.

Moments later, a man in his forties stepped out of the cabin.

He was dressed in a well-dressed suit, with an overcoat draped over his shoulders, and he was not very tall, and his eyebrows were serious and deep.

As he walked out of the airport from the VIP aisle, he looked at the message on his phone, his narrow eyes gloomy.

The driver was already waiting at the exit of the hall, and when he saw him, he immediately stepped forward respectfully, "Boss." ”

"Go to Licheng Hospital!"

At half past three in the afternoon, Wen Zhiyuan took a walk in the corridor of the surgical ward with her lower abdomen covered.

She held Leng Yiyan like a bird, and the smile on her face was pure happiness.

Despite the countless online messages, she was not affected at all.

"Brother Yan, my injuries will be better in two days, can you take me back to the imperial capital? I'm not used to being here, you can also see my mother's attitude, she is selfish, I'm worried that she will make a fuss about you. ”

In the last sentence, Wen Zhiyuan is from the heart.

Hearing this, Leng Yiyan pulled the corners of her lower lip, "Forgot what I told you, she is your mother after all, it doesn't matter if she makes a fuss about me, but at the wedding, she can't help it." ”

Wen Zhiyuan was sullen, "Why do you have to let her go to ......?"

"She's your mother!" Leng Yiyan was resolute.

At this point, Wen Zhiyuan could only give up, she was unwilling to go against Brother Yan's wishes, after all, it was not easy for them to be together.

Wen Zhiyuan subconsciously climbed his arm tightly, and moved a little closer to his body, "Brother Yan, our wedding ...... When are you going to do it?"

"Once you've healed, you'll be fine!"

Wen Zhiyuan's face was happy, "Really?"

Then she has to ask the doctor to increase the intensity of treatment for her, as long as she marries Brother Yan, then she will have no worries at all.

Wen Zhiyuan saw Leng Yiyan nodding, and his heart was even more beautiful.

Seeing that she was approaching the end of the corridor, she was just about to turn around and turn back in the direction of the ward, when she raised her eyes and saw the elevator door slowly opening in front of her, and a man in a coat walked out slowly.

For a moment, Wen Zhiyuan's face was bloodless.

How could he be here?!

Wen Zhiyuan panicked, and the six gods stood in place, in a dilemma.