By the time he returned from Harbin, the temperature dropped again in Beijing.

Originally, I went out one hour early, but it was two hours late. In the final analysis, there was only one reason. Jiahe had another driving scratch incident. When he was about to reach the parking garage, Yi Wenze was actually being interviewed. When Aqing saw the car coming, he helped her turn the car into the parking space, grabbed her arm and said, "Let's go, there's a media in the car."

Jiaheli nodded: "Why are you interviewing in the parking lot?"

"I was originally around Guomao after an appointment," Aqing winked, "because I went to the TV station to do a satellite TV interview program, and it was too late, so the reporter drove to the airport."

Jiahe was even more inappropriate and asked, "Is it still time now?"

Aqing also glanced at her: "Let's go, I'll urge them." After that, she got into the car immediately. After a while, two people got out. Jiahe was about to get into the car, but someone called her uncertainly. Looking back, it was the reporter who got out of the car just now. It turned out to be his classmate.

The woman walked over and greeted her while holding the recorder: "Come and pick up someone?" Jiahe wanted to shake her head, but when she thought that she would not pick up someone, why did she come to the airport parking garage if she didn't pick up someone? She nodded and said: "Yes, where are you?"

The woman took two steps quickly and grabbed her arm: "Interview with Yi Wenze."

Jiahe said oh, and the woman pointed at the person behind her again and said, "This is my colleague, by the way, where are you doing now?"

"Be a screenwriter." Jiahe glanced at the place where the front of the car was rubbed by him, and then looked at the car. Ah Qing had just gotten off and saw the situation here and turned around and said something to it.

"Screenwriter?" The person in front of him laughed, "It's best to be a big movie, and I'll be able to interview you one day."

Jiahe said haha: "Okay, okay, remember what I wrote is like the Wenqu Star coming to the world." The person in front of him smiled and patted her on the shoulder: "All right, this is not popular now. It's better to write about how old you are, you are a little girl, and you are hang out every day, and then come back abroad and come back to heaven, so you can get the name guide to help."

Jiahe looked at her embarrassedly, remembered Yi Wenze's next program, and hurriedly reached out to her shoulder to hold her shoulder and interrupted: "I won't say anything, I'll go to have a meal with you if I have the chance, I'm in a hurry to pick someone up." After that, he locked the car, turned around and walked towards the elevator.

It was not until I saw them driving away that I breathed a sigh of relief and turned back the same route.

Aqing stood at the rear of the car and kept winking her, but her face was twisted together and she didn't see it until she turned from the rear of the car and saw Yi Wenze bent down to look at the car...

It's over.

She made an avoidant move towards Ah Qing, walked over, hugged his waist from behind, and rubbed his back with a flattering face: "Welcome home, my dear." It's so sour, but when isn't a beauty trick at this time?

He couldn't see his face, so he passed the car key and successfully carried it to the car.

After inserting the key, he glanced at her quietly: "How many years have you learned to drive?"

"I studied in college," Jiahe calculated, "It's been many years."

"Don't drive in the future," he looked at his watch and said calmly, "I will drive you when I go out. If I don't live in Beijing, I'll get a car. If I really feel it's inconvenient, I'll hire a driver."

Jiahe's mouth slowly pulled down, what does it mean to determine life and death in one sentence? That's it.

Unexpectedly, it was a long time to think about how to win a city back. Yi Wenze had already leaned over and covered her neck with his palm, easily narrowing the distance, giving a very lingering kiss. Because after just staying outdoors for a while, both of them had cold lips, but the kiss was hot.

The sound of the air conditioner was a little noisy. She was caught off guard by him and just kept praising her. She didn't mutter until he let go. She said, "You're not afraid of being seen." Before he finished speaking, he felt that he was completely close. He leaned over from the front and blocked her mouth, just covering the lights that were swaying by the car. In the end, he finally fastened her seat belt: "Give me the driver's license."

...What is a beauty trick?! This is it!

Jiahe successfully handed over his driver's license that he had finally passed the exam. Seeing Yi Wenze put it in his pocket, he couldn't help but mourn in his heart. Yi Wenze cannot have both driving, it's just that.

It was not until the car drove out of the garage that he slowly raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Because of her own fault, she really didn't have time to go home, so she could only follow Yi Wenze downstairs to the TV station. She originally wanted to be in the car, but Aqing said that the interview program would take a long time, so she pulled her upstairs. There was a female host in the dressing room. When she saw Yi Wenze, she immediately stepped forward and held his mouth: "Teacher Yi, I haven't seen him for two or three years."

Yi Wenze gently held her  and smiled: "Sorry, there is some traffic jam on the road."

The female host smiled and asked him to go to the dressing room: "This single was great. In just a few days, all the girls here changed to ringtones. I was almost crazy in Cantonese Mandarin. No matter whoever I played, it was this song."

He is worthy of being a famous mouth. When he met Yi Wenze who doesn't like to greet him, he couldn't help but say a few words. When Yi Wenze sat down, Jiahe stood beside him and watched the makeup artist tidily tidy up his hairstyle. At that time, she had only seen the finished products made by Yi Wenze, but she had never seen the process. She thought it was so interesting, but in the end she found that there was really nothing to see.

The female host was adjusting in front of the mirror, and he was already drinking water and waiting.

What does it mean to be born beautiful and difficult to give up on yourself? That's it.

When he got home in the evening, Jiahe personally cooked noodles for him to eat.

She held her chin and watched him eat noodles, trying to ask him in the gentlest voice: "Is it delicious?" Yi Wenze slowly pulled her over, let her sit beside her, and carried it to her mouth.

The very thick sauce, she ate it and looked up and wanted to talk, Yi Wenze had already asked casually: "Is it delicious?"

Jiahe nodded, and the successful driving incident was thrown behind his head.

When he went to take a shower, Jiahe turned on his computer and put on his headphones to process work emails. In the middle of the night, she actually received several emails. She looked at them one by one, and in the end she was a little crazy. Many books that had been handed in bad orders two or three years ago have not started shooting. Until now, Yong'an's ratings have risen, they have begun to turn back to modify and prepare to start shooting.

They all wrote it themselves, and they can only be responsible for it, but there are so many notebooks.

When Jiahe was just looking at it, he heard the machine ringing. It was my mother's phone call in the middle of the night. She was startled and hurriedly answered. Bian'er's mother screamed in fuss: "It's over, your daughter, your dad is not clear about his mind, and he is just calling your name."

"Ah?" Jiahe pressed his chest, "Don't be anxious, can you walk? Can you move? No?"

"It's already," my mother kept saying over there, "Old man, don't be anxious. If you have any trouble, let's talk, don't be anxious."

Jiahe was frightened just by listening to it: "You get on the ambulance first, and then send me the name of the hospital. I will drive back immediately." After hanging up the phone, Yi Wenze had just come out of the shower. When he saw her in a hurry, he put on his clothes. He touched the machine in a mess and ran out, and immediately took her back: "I'll go with my clothes."

Jiahe was so confused that he was even more shocked by his words: "Why are you doing?"

Yi Wenze quickly took out his shirt and asked her to get her wallet and car keys while buttoning her. Jiahe was ordered by him and she called her mother again until she got in the car. It was not her mother who answered it. It was Mu Mu: "Sister, the machine is here with me. When 120 comes, I will send you a text message to tell you where you are." After that, he hung up the phone immediately.

Jiahe had a headache with a heartbeat. He looked at Yi Wenze blankly. Yi Wenze was lighting the fire and started the car. When he felt her looking at him, he immediately pulled her over and hugged her: "It's okay."

After saying that, he kissed her forehead.

The air conditioner had just turned on, and the car was a little scary, but just his action made her feel warm. It was cold that moment just now, and she felt a little cold.

The machine suddenly shook, it was Mu Mu's text message.

She subconsciously signed up for the hospital name, but suddenly hesitated: "Can I drive myself?"

This kind of public place always feels that it is not suitable for him to appear.

Yi Wenze only smiled: "Although the meeting time is not very good, you can't deprive me of my rights as a boyfriend, right?" Jiahe nodded, as if it was because of this sentence that his heart had some conscience.

When I arrived at the hospital, it was already midnight, and it was still a crowded hall with a strong smell of disinfectant.

Jiahe didn't care about anything else, and while calling to ask about the floor, he followed Mu Mu's instructions to run to the emergency room. Yi Wenze followed her and walked in. There were people around him who stopped and looked back, almost stunned and disbelief.

It was not until outside the emergency room that she suddenly stopped and looked back at Yi Wenze.

Yi Wenze didn't say anything, grabbed her lightly and pushed open the door for her.

The ward was obviously overcrowded, but because the two of them came in, they immediately became quiet.

Jiahe looked around and immediately saw a bed surrounded by three floors inside and outside, full of uncles, uncles, aunts and aunts. She was walking over when she heard a scream, which scared her to almost sit on the ground.

Mu Mu ran over and grabbed Jiahe's arm: "Why is my brother-in-law here?" Jiahe panted and asked him: "How is my dad?" Before he finished speaking, the people beside the bed turned around, all of whom were choked by the rice dumplings and could not find water.

Even Mu Mu was trembling with trepidation and stuttered, "No, it's okay... it's just hypoglycemia..."

"Hyperglycemia?" Jiahe felt like blood was rushing to his head, "Isn't my dad three?"

My mother didn't know where she came back, but she stood behind him and Yi Wenze and added: "I'm scared my daughter to death. It's okay, don't worry, I've done it, I've done it, I'm not doing anything about it. The doctor said, your father just took too much blood sugar-lowering medicine."

Jiahe was so confused that he felt relieved. He looked back at Yi Wenze. He didn't know what to say, but saw his mother walking in. He probably guessed that the man with his back to him was the pirated Yi Wenze hidden by his daughter. He was very arrogant and looked at him seriously.

Then, it was successfully quiet.

Yi Wenze nodded solemnly and said, "Auntie, hello, I am Yi Wenze."

Jiahe's mother was stunned for five seconds before she cleared her throat and patted her arm: "Xiao Yi, it scares you. It's so embarrassing for the first time to meet." After that, she laughed twice.

Incomparable graceful and generous.

The uncles, uncles, aunts and aunts immediately cooperated and laughed, and then they gave up the bed: "Come and see your dad, you're so energetic after hanging the salt water." The bed was given up, and the dad was obviously just woken up by someone, and was being helped up from the bed by his second aunt, leaning against the bedside.

Jiahe suddenly had the illusion of being caught and did not dare to move.

In the end, Yi Wenze walked up first, and then she followed her. Yi Wenze bent over to the edge of the bed and said, "Hello, uncle, how do you feel now?" After he said that, he naturally stretched out and put the pillow behind his father's back.

My father looked up at him in a daze, but he didn't say anything. Instead, my mother stepped up a few steps and twisted his arm: "I'm talking to you!"

"Ah," my dad was then woken up, "It's great, it's really good," he said, and moved his arms, "Don't worry, it's strong." After that, he couldn't help but turn around and whispered to my mom, "This looks too similar, right?"

In one sentence, she almost burst into tears. What is this and what?
Chapter completed!