Chapter 279 Your First Love Eight

Meng Li snorted and stopped asking.

Wei Minghui went into the room to change his clothes, and when he was putting on his pants, he remembered that Meng Li had thrown his original belt away.

He went out to use the new belt Meng Li bought.

Packing himself up, Wei Minghui hesitated and said to Meng Li:

"Where's the car key?"

Meng Li said:

"I'll use it later."

Wei Minghui asked back, "Are you going out?"

Meng Li snorted, and Wei Minghui asked, "Where are you going?"

Meng Li asked back, "Where are you going?"

"There's something wrong with the old classmate."

Meng Li nodded: "I'm also an old classmate and have something to do."

Wei Minghui felt a little unhappy in his heart.

This is obviously perfunctory to him.

But I don't want to ask any more questions, and if I ask again, it is estimated that I have to explain clearly before going out.

Wei Minghui went out, and Meng Li took out his mobile phone and looked at Wei Minghui's movement trajectory.

Although she can also imprint the mental power on Wei Minghui to find the location of Wei Minghui, it is still quite laborious to sense.

There is no such positioning convenience.

This is not only a single positioning function.

It's not expensive, and it's small. It's like an ornament in Wei Minghui's belt buckle. He can't throw the belt away while walking.

In fact, she has been here for a while, and everything is calm.

At this time in the plot, the client has discovered the existence of Feng Zhenzhen, and the client's mother should also go to Wei Minghui.

Because of this trouble, Feng Zhenzhen and Wei Minghui's relationship deepened.

Only then did Wei Minghui realize the importance of Feng Zhenzhen in his heart.

This time without the client's mother as the catalyst for their feelings,

Then it is up to her to provoke this arduous task.

It would be a waste of time for the two of them to have no interference, no catalyst, slow emotional development, and boil frogs in warm water.

Meng Li felt that he was also struggling to match them.

She is not in a hurry to match them now, this time it is Feng Zhenzhen who is sick and hospitalized.

At that time, the client had returned to her parents' home.

As a result, Wei Minghui didn't come back until midnight. After six o'clock in the morning, Wei Minghui came back.

Meng Li woke up at that time. She was really light in sleep, but she didn't go out.

After sitting and practicing until seven o'clock, Meng Li opened the door. When she was ready, Wei Minghui also came out.

Meng Li asked:

"When did you come back?"

Wei Minghui stared at the dark circles under his eyes, a little tired.

He says:

"I came back in the middle of the night last night. I saw you fell asleep and didn't call you."

Meng Li said in surprise:

"I went to bed at one o'clock last night, and the lights were still on."

Wei Minghui choked: "I didn't check the time when I came back."

Meng Li snorted and packed up and went to work.

Wei Minghui asked Meng Li:

"Did you go out last night?"

"No, my old classmate won't let me pick it up." Meng Li replied casually.

Wei Minghui rubbed his eyebrows. He was very tired now, and he didn't have the energy to talk to Meng Li.

I have to go to the hospital to take care of Feng Zhenzhen later.

Meng Li went out first, and Wei Minghui didn't let Meng Li see him off, and waited for Meng Li to work in the company for a while.

After checking Wei Minghui's address, she took a long leave to find Wei Minghui.

When he arrived at the hospital and found Wei Minghui, he was sitting beside the hospital bed, sticking an apple with a toothpick for Feng Zhenzhen to eat.

Be affectionate.

Meng Li was carrying fruit in her hand, she walked in, saw Wei Minghui, and shouted in surprise:

"Minghui, why are you here?"

Wei Minghui swiped the ground and looked back.

Seeing Meng Li, he got up quickly and threw the same question:

"Why are you here?"

Meng Li: "I came to see my old classmate. She is hospitalized here."

Wei Minghui: "Me too."

Meng Li looked at Feng Zhenzhen. Feng Zhenzhen's melon-faced face, her skin was very white, and she looked like she was in her twenties. If she dressed up deliberately, some people would say she was in her teens.

In fact, it has been twenty-five.

When Feng Zhenzhen touched Meng Li's eyes, a trace of panic flashed, and her face turned pale.

Shout out weakly:

"Minghui?"

The voice is soft and soft, more like the whispering between intimate lovers.

Meng Li looked at Wei Minghui, and her face became cold.

I think Feng Zhenzhen is still relatively smart, this shout is really misleading.

Wei Minghui was embarrassed and didn't know what to say, and his face was also very nervous, inexplicably tight.

Seeing that Meng Li's face was cold, he quickly explained:

"Wife, don't be angry, listen to my explanation."

Meng Li asked back, "What do you think I should be angry about?"

Wei Minghui was stopped. He glanced at Feng Zhenzhen and said:

"This is my high school classmate. I'm sick. I'll take care of her."

Meng Li asked in surprise:

"You don't even go to class to take care of her?"

Wei Minghui said with some lack of confidence:

"It's not, it's not that she has no one to take care of, I really can't be relieved."

Meng Li looked at Feng Zhenzhen in disbelief:

"What's your relationship?"

Feng Zhenzhen glanced at Wei Minghui in a panic. Wei Minghui was slightly displeased with Meng Li, but he suppressed it:

"Don't question her like that."

Meng Li: "What's your relationship? You want to protect her like this?"

"No." Wei Minghui waved his hand.

"The way you asked is wrong. I think your tone is not good. She is sick now. How can you do this to a patient."

Wei Minghui looked at Meng Li disapprovingly.

Meng Li said directly:

"No, you lied to me Wei Minghui, how could you do such a thing behind my back."

Wei Minghui was also a little angry: "What have I done? Why don't you listen to someone's explanation?"

Meng Li shook his head: "I don't listen, I don't listen."

"Don't make trouble, okay?" Wei Minghui glanced at the people in the corridor, all of them probed inside, and his face was a little lost.

"There are people watching outside. It's not good to let others see jokes. Can you give me some face?"

Wei Minghui whispered to Meng Li, with a hint of prayer, he originally wanted to call Meng Li's wife, but Yu Guang glanced at Feng Zhenzhen and couldn't say it.

Meng Li ignored him and pointed at Feng Zhenzhen:

"Then tell me who she is and why you have to take care of her behind my back."

Feng Zhenzhen defended:

"Sister-in-law, we really don't care, don't get me wrong, let alone get angry."

Meng Li asked Wei Minghui:

"It doesn't matter why you are taking care of her without telling me."

Wei Minghui felt a pain in his head, and when he saw the outside, he began to point and discuss, and he simply closed the door of the ward.

The people outside saw that there was no good show to watch, so they dragged their feet and left.

Wei Minghui returned to Meng Li:

"I said last night that there was something wrong with my old classmate."

"But you didn't tell me that you didn't come to take care of her today."

Meng Li simply sat on the chair next to him and wiped the corners of his eyes:

"I remember that when I was sick last time, you didn't ask for leave. I still saw the disease myself."

"And when your mother came here to see a doctor, you didn't ask for leave."

"It's still me taking leave to take care of your mother."

Wei Minghui anxiously defended himself:

"It's different."

Meng Li sighed: "What's the difference, I and your mother are not as important as her."

"You said you were okay."