Chapter 257

For half an hour, they were speechless to each other. Heartbeat and breathing were scattered by the turbulent flow of thoughts, floating into the thick air, winding into a dark cloud. You can't control yourself.

Fang Mo Ting finally opened his mouth. His voice was gloomy and hoarse, with a kind of weakness that could not be concealed. "You said Tang Tang, he..."

After several chokes, he could hardly ask, "what happened to Tang Tang?"

Lin Wenwen had no expression. Even though her eyes were obviously burning, she still endured it. The sad time has passed, she is one of the more rational women, even if every day in tears, it does not help, the face or to face.

The more sad the collapse, the more calm she was

Just like at this moment, in fact, the brain is calmer than ever.

Even if it's cruel, it's the best way.

Later, Lin Wenwen and Fang moting talked for a long time in the box, until they forgot the time. About Tang Xiaoge and his illness.

How long can Tang Xiaoge live and whether the heart transplantation will be successful are all unknown. After all, this disease is rare. There are only a few successful examples, and the final result is that they have been killed by death, and the longest is no more than two years.

I have known Tang Xiaoge for a long time, but Lin Wen has never seen him cling to anything. It seems that his father's death has become his eternal knot. Even though the trauma sequela has been overcome by him, how can the traces in his heart disappear overnight.

Lin Wenwen thought, at least if we can keep the memory, whether it is false or not, it will bring a little comfort to Tang Xiaoge's heart. There was little hope that she would try her best.

So even if it's such a naive and ridiculous request, she still finds Fang moting. Besides him, Lin Wenwen can't think of anyone who has the ability to do it, regardless of gain or loss.

At the end of the meeting, Fang moting didn't agree that Lin would take over the reconstruction of the old city, but he said he would consider it, which made Lin feel very happy.

"You must be in a bad mood..." not long after Lin Wenwen left, the woman with the scent of sage appeared at the door, leaning against the wall, in a charming and lazy state.

Fang Mo Ting then drew back his thoughts. The smoke lingered in the box. He turned his back to the door and said in a hoarse voice, "how do you know?"

"Because it's the second time you've broken your promise." The woman walked to Fang Mo ting. She held out her hand and grabbed the cigarette between Fang Mo Ting's fingers. She took two puffs of it. The scarlet lipstick remained on the butt of the cigarette. It was wonderful. She has all kinds of manners in her way.

"Didn't you quit smoking?" Fang Mo Ting looked at the woman quietly, with the bitterness of tobacco remaining between her lips and teeth.

"I quit smoking. What I can't quit is the pleasure of relieving my worries when I smoke." The woman spoke softly, her eyebrows drooped, but the smoke did not leave her mouth.

Fang Mo Ting's sad face did not disappear, but at this moment, he slowly opened his mouth, "what are you worried about?"

The woman listened to Fang Mo Ting's words, smile, in the ashtray to extinguish the burning cigarette. Her movements are skillful, her slender white fingers are smeared with wine red nails, shining.

She sat at the table, graceful posture, eyes with a trace of desire in front of the middle-aged man in his forties, whispered.

"You worry, I worry."

With only one word, Fang Mo Ting reluctantly laughed.

"You said you would stop smoking. The last time you broke your promise, it was because your wife was ill. What's the purpose of this time?" The woman asked, her eyes have waves, but she was too good to hide.

"There's something wrong with my son's heart. Maybe he needs to change his heart. Maybe it won't be long."

One thing Tang Xiaoge didn't know, and so did Lin Wenwen. Fang moting always said that Tang Xiaoge was his son.

The woman laughed, her voice was still low, but her eyes were a little dim. "For this son who never treated you as a father, you really took great pains."

"You know I don't like listening to these words..." Fang moting stood up, arranged his suit and prepared to leave, but he was suddenly imprisoned and settled in the same place.

"What are you doing? Let go!" Fang moting's tone was serious and his eyes were as firm as iron. Even in the face of such a beautiful city that everyone can't expect, he is still in a state of calm.

The fragrance of Salvia runs through the air, mixed with the bitter smoke, and becomes more bitter at this moment.

The woman gently released her hands around Fang Mo Ting's waist, and her eyes were quiet. Compared with the arrogance and coldness in front of all kinds of guests on the bar, her shield has been smashed and blown away by the wind at this moment. The rest, except pitiful, is soft.

"After all these years, I still can't wait for you." The woman gently wiped the wet corner of her eyes, broke her tears and laughed, the sad beauty of her smile.

"I hope you break your promise for the third time because of me..."

Fang moting's voice was firm and resolute, "I'm sorry, I won't break my promise again."

After that, Fang moting picked up her coat and walked outside the door. The woman called to Fang moting, but her voice was indifferent, like a kind of silent roar. "Then why did you save me, why did you pick me up, why did you give me this shop, why did you give me everything, why didn't you love me, don't you touch me, why did you smile at me, why, exactly why..." Fang moting stood at the door, Without looking back, "ten years, you asked me ten times. No matter what you ask, I still have an answer. I have a wife. " The woman slumped in her chair, still as if she had been. Fang Mo Ting just dropped the same words and turned to leave. There is no trace of nostalgia, there is no trace of heartache. And she stayed here quietly, waiting for Fang Mo ting for ten years. The more Fang Mo Ting loves his wife, the more quietly she is, and the less she is close to a woman, the harder she is to extricate herself from him. Everyone's heart is covered with a layer of water mist, probably because the rainy season in Yuncheng is too long, and the wet feeling is sticky and cold. Lin wenman, who left the coffee shop, walked aimlessly on the street. If it wasn't for secretary Wu, she didn't know where she would go and what she would do. But this phone call is not what she wants to hear. Secretary Wu just tells Lin Wenwen the location of a restaurant according to Lu Jingshen's instructions. Three hours later, in a high-end restaurant in Yuncheng. The famous meal was just Jiang Yiping's first reception in Yuncheng from France. Time is enough for Lin Wenwen to go back and change her clothes. She feels very tired. At this time, she has to deal with Jiang Yiping's sarcastic remarks and all kinds of difficulties. It's really beyond her ability. But she knew she couldn't refuse. In particular, Lu Jingshen told secretary Wu to inform Lin Wenwen, which explained everything. Lin Wenwen dragged his exhausted body back to the land house. The time was just right. He could take a bath and go out after changing his clothes. As soon as he entered the bedroom, Lin Wenwen saw a suit of clothes lying flat on the bed, including matching shoes and backpacks, all arranged properly. It must be Lu Jingshen. He is always so meticulous. Without much thought, Lin Wenwen went into the bathroom. At the same time, Lu Jingshen had already sent someone to pick up Jiang Yiping at the airport and arrived at the restaurant early. For this meal, Lu Jingshen intended to ease the tense relationship between Jiang Yiping and Lin Wenwen“ What about Lin Wenwen? " As soon as Jiang Yiping enters the private room, she asks Lin Wenwen with a cold face. Lu Jingshen took the backpack in Jiang Yiping's hand with a smile and said gently, "I asked her to come later. We haven't had a good chat for a long time. I specially asked someone to keep a bottle of wine. It's your favorite black diamond champagne. It's hard to get one." With a smile, Lu opened the champagne and poured it into a transparent glass. Jiang Yiping took the glass and sipped it lightly, then she was full of praise. After a while, she said slowly, "I'm afraid you don't just want to chat. I don't understand my own son." Lu Jingshen micro smile, tone of warmth such as Yang, "is really nothing to hide from Ms. Jiang ah, in fact, I want to talk to you about Wen Wen. Anyway, we are all married. You should force me to be more clear about how many pairs of eyes are staring at us from the outside and the board of directors. If there is a slight mistake, what will happen? " Jiang Yiping poured another glass of wine. When she mentioned Lin Wenwen, she was always displeased. "I'm just a daughter-in-law of the Lu family. Do you have to protect her everywhere?" Before Lu Jingshen spoke, secretary Wu knocked on the door and came in. "Mr. Lu, madam..." secretary Wu said politely, "Mr. Lu, I want to report to you about the progress of the project and the last contract. I'm in a hurry, That's why I'm bothering you and your wife to have dinner... "Jiang Yiping rolled her eyes. She still felt uncomfortable about what she just mentioned. So Jiang Yiping put down her backpack and stood up, "you talk, I'll go to the bathroom."“ Come on, what did you find out? " Lu Jingshen wiped his hand with a cold expression. Secretary Wu pushed the frame of his glasses and said, "Mr. Lu, the silver gray van has been found. It's easy to see from the processed pictures that the painting of the car is very new, but that kind of car is very old, so I infer that it may be a car deliberately found to cover up the crime."“ So I sent people to check everywhere, and finally found a clue in a remote garage. Sure enough, a van of the same model came to spray paint the day before the accident, so I followed the monitoring and found the original license plate of the car. "“ Who is it? " Lu Jingshen's tone was low. After a pause, secretary Wu pushed his glasses and said, "that car was bought in the second-hand car market. At that time, he gave it a check, and the name of it was..." "Lin's group..."