Chapter 1730 Why didn’t you tell me when you went out?

"She's a child and doesn't need to apologize." Ling Wanxing squinted his eyes, looked at her, and asked: "I gave you one night, do you think you can tell me about your difficulties? ?"

  Hearing the sound, Huo Zhuyan lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "A Xing, why bother with your past that year.

  If it weren’t for the hardships, how could I leave you father and daughter alone?

   Putting Huanhuan at the entrance of the orphanage was also my helpless move.

  If you still want to believe me, can you give me some more time?

  It’s not that I don’t want to tell you, but I don’t want you to experience the helpless pain once! "

  Last night, she didn't explain the truth of what happened that year.

   just keeps emphasizing that she has had no choice but to have difficulties and helplessness.

  Because of this, Ling Wanxing put aside official business early in the morning and ran over to the Royal Hotel to wait for her for two hours.

  Although everything has long since passed away, for him, this is a kind of obsession.

  Maybe it has nothing to do with Fengyue, I just want to urgently ask for an understanding.

   Right now, Ling Wanxing looked at Huo Zhuyan with a sad and sorrowful look. After all, he couldn't bear to persecute her any more, and all his attachments were stuck in his throat.

  To this day, he has been with Huo Zhuyan, eating with her, listening to her irrelevant nagging.

  He had not returned home until nine o'clock in the evening.

   even forgot about going home to dine with Su Wantong a long time ago.

  ……

  At ten o'clock that night, Ling Wanxing walked into the kitchen naturally after returning home.

  On weekdays, if he comes home late, Wantong will warm the food for him at the dining table.

  Even if he emphasized that he had eaten outside, she still habitually reserved meals for him.

  But, tonight seems a little different.

  The kitchen is as clean as new, and there is nothing on the table except for a decorative vase.

  Ling Wanxing looked towards Liulitai subconsciously, but still did not find a plate for him to warm the rice.

  At this time, Uncle Ling rushed over when he heard the movement. He looked at Ling Wanxing's back and asked suspiciously: "Sir, do you want to eat?"

  Ling Wanxing turned around and frowned, "No, I have eaten outside.

Mrs.   ... When did they have dinner? "

  Uncle Ling was startled, and patiently explained: "Madam left at noon. She said she was going to the city to relax with her friends.

  Little Miss and Miss Huo finished their dinner at 6 o'clock in the evening, this meeting should be in the room. "

   "Madam is out?"

  Ling Wanxing felt a little nervous when he heard the news.

  Ling uncle looked at his astonished look, and couldn’t help asking cautiously, “Didn’t Madam tell you? She said that she will be back in two days. I thought, you know.”

  The words fell, Ling Wanxing quickly turned upstairs, faintly uneasy somewhere in his heart.

  When he walked into the cloakroom, he glanced over the dressing table and the rows of closets beside the wall. Almost everything belonging to Wan Tong was still there, which made Ling Wanxing involuntarily relieved.

  It seems that it was his proposal before going out that worked.

  Thinking about this, Ling Wanxing took out his mobile phone and dialed Su Wantong directly.

  The phone was answered quickly, and Su Wantong’s gentle voice came through the receiver, "Brother Xing."

  Ling Wanxing stood at the door of the cloakroom, leaning in relief by the door, "Why didn't you tell me when you went out?"

  Su Wantong was silent for a second, then smiled, "Didn’t you let me and my friends go out and walk around? There is an art exhibition near the city, so I want to come over and take a look."

  In the earpiece, there is nothing wrong with Su Wantong’s attitude and tone as always.

  (End of this chapter)