"Forget it, let's put it in place." After Ruan Bingyue finished speaking, she placed another crystal vase on the coffee table together, and looked back and looked again.

Ruan Bingyue took out her cell phone to see if Wen Zehao had sent her messages. However, she didn't see Wen Zehao sending her messages. Ruan Bingyue felt a little disappointed: "It's strange, why don't you send me messages?"

Ruan Bingyue thought for a while: "Maybe they are just greedy for me. At this time, he might have found a new love, so I will ignore me."

"What should I do with these crystal vases?" Ruan Bingyue was helpless and sat down and sighed: "Why... give it to his sister?"

"Anyway, they are all a family. First, send it to his sister, and then... let his sister hand it over to Wen Zehao?" Ruan Bingyue said to herself again.

"It's okay, but... wait a few days later, if he hasn't replied, I'll give it to his sister." Ruan Bingyue thought so, so Ruan Bingyue decided to wait a few more days to see Wen Zehao reply without replying to the message. If he doesn't reply, he'll give it to his sister.

After the plan was made, Ruan Bingyue was also busy with her own affairs.

After Ruan Bingyue finished her work, she was ready to rest.

Ruan Bingyue still looked at her cell phone before going to bed, but Wen Zehao still didn't reply to the message. Ruan Bingyue bit her lower lip: "Do you want to call him? Call him and ask him?"

"Forget it, don't call it anymore. If there is anything to call it, if he wants to think about you, he will naturally reply to the message. If he doesn't want to think about you, call him, and he will probably be disgusted, so forget it." Ruan Bingyue told herself, don't think about it, forget it. Go to bed.

Well, that's it, Ruan Bingyue is sleeping and has to go to work tomorrow. It's Saturday, why haven't you come yet? It's estimated that it's holiday on Saturday.

Time passed day by day, and Wen Zehao never replied to Ruan Bingyue’s message: “This Wen Zehao… won’t forget me anymore. Okay, it’s actually good.”

On Friday night, Ruan Bingyue returned home, sighed, and looked at the crystal vase, feeling a little uncomfortable: "What should I do with this crystal vase?"

"Forget it, go find his sister tomorrow and return the crystal vase to his sister." Ruan Bingyue decided so.

I don’t have to go to work tomorrow, Ruan Bingyue watched a movie with her tablet and was ready to rest until after 11 o’clock.

Ruan Bingyue was lying on the bed and just fell asleep when she heard a knock on the door outside.

This made Ruan Bingyue feel a little scared: "Who will be in the middle of the night?"

When Ruan Bingyue came out of the room, she picked up the mop again. When she picked it up, she remembered Wen Zehao's words: What's the use of holding a mop?

Yes, what's the use of holding a mop?

"Ask who it is first." Ruan Bingyue went back to her room to get her cell phone, and asked who the other party was first. If it was a suspicious person, call the police quickly.

Bang bang bang bang.

Bang bang bang bang.

Bang bang bang bang.

The person knocking outside seemed to be very anxious and continued to knock hard. The sound of the high door made Ruan Bingyue even more nervous and scared: "Who, who is outside?"

"It's me, open the door quickly." Wen Zehao heard Ruan Bingyue's question, his lips raised slightly, and he said to himself: "Well, it's not bad, I know who it is."

Ruan Bingyue heard the sound outside the door, which was Wen Zehao's voice, and she breathed a sigh of relief. When she opened the door, it was Wen Zehao.

Wen Zehao stood at the door with a tired face, his face seemed a little haggard.

When Ruan Bingyue saw Wen Zehao, she felt a little angry and sent him a message for so few days but didn't reply. As a result, she ran to her house in the middle of the night. So Ruan Bingyue asked angrily: "What are you doing in my house in the middle of the night? Go home quickly."

Ruan Bingyue didn't want to take Wen Zehao in and live in his home.

Girls must be clean and not love themselves well or treat themselves well. So how can they treat themselves well in the future if they have to let their boyfriends or husbands treat themselves well?

"You seem... very angry? Are you angry? Have you not contacted you these days?" Wen Zehao raised his eyebrows and looked at Ruan Bingyue and asked.

"No." Ruan Bingyue said coldly: "It's better not to contact me. Be quiet."

Wen Zehao's face turned cold when he heard Ruan Bingbai say this: "Why are you blocking the door? I'm so tired. I just took a task a few days ago, and my phone was taken away immediately. I didn't have the chance to call you with time to tell you. So, I went on the task these days. As soon as I came back from the task, I saw your message on my phone and you called me. I came to your house without even returning home. What? Do you miss me? Have you been obedient these days when I was away? Do you miss me?"

Wen Zehao's voice was so evil and low and dumb, so nice. Looking at Ruan Bingyue's eyes were so hot and ambiguous, which made Ruan Bingyue a little at a loss.

After listening to Wen Zehao's explanation, Ruan Bingyue realized that Wen Zehao was going to perform a mission and could not contact him.

It’s right to think about it. A profession like Wen Zehao must have to perform tasks from time to time and disappear from time to time.

"You don't need to explain to me, I'm not yours." Ruan Bingyue whispered, feeling a little guilty. In fact, Ruan Bingyue didn't know why she felt guilty. What kind of guilty are there? What kind of guilty are you?

"I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat at home?" Wen Zehao came in and closed the door: "Don't keep me standing at the door. It's so bad that people are seeing it. The lonely man and the widow are together in the middle of the night."

"You know it's not good, you're still here." Ruan Bingyue retorted him angrily.

"Hurry up, get me some food. I'm hungry, I'll take a shower first." After Wen Zehao finished speaking, he crawled into the bathroom with his own things.

This small bathroom makes Wen Zehao feel so ambiguous, as if it is full of the breath and smell of Ruan Bingyue.

"I have nothing at home, only leftover rice. Do you want to stir-fry some egg fried rice?" Ruan Bingyue asked at the bathroom door.

"Yes." Wen Zehao replied.

Ruan Bingyue muttered dissatisfiedly: "Originally, this rice was kept for my own fried rice at noon tomorrow."

Since Ruan Bingyue was dissatisfied, she still had to make fried rice with eggs for Wen Zehao.

Ruan Bingyue had seaweed and shrimps in her refrigerator, and then she made another bowl of seaweed shrimps and egg soup.

After Ruan Bingyue finished making the soup and fried rice, Wen Zehao also came out.
Chapter completed!