Chu Yao looked at the seat number of the air ticket in her hand. Why is Wen Jing'an here alone?

What about his hunching?

Such a coincidence? Chu Yao bought the air ticket temporarily and had no plans in advance, otherwise she would have doubted whether Wen Jing'an was following him on purpose.

Why is he everywhere? What are he doing?

Although the seats were next to each other, there was still a distance between them. Chu Yao was sitting in the epidemic area and tied her seat belt, and the plane had already started to taxi.

The flight attendant came over to ask Chu Yao about his preferences. It took three hours to fly to B City in Jiangcheng and there was a plane meal.

"No, thank you." Chu Yao ate a candy at home to fight hypoglycemia. She can eat all the white bread that she is hungry now. "Can you give me a bread now?"

A familiar voice, soft and soft.

Wen Jing'an took off the blindfold and saw Chu Yao. Chu Yao was wearing a simple white casual shirt and a very comfortable half-length skirt. Under the backlight, her side face was beautiful.

"Okay, you wait."

When the flight attendant left, Chu Yao raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows. She turned her head and faced a pair of deep eyes. Her eyes were facing each other, and the air was silent.

Wen Jingan didn't say anything, just looked at her with a expressionless face.

After a while, Chu Yao took out the mask and headphones and put them on.

"Are you going to City B?" Wen Jingan spoke with a low voice.

"Or otherwise I'll jump in the middle?" Chu Yaoqing looked over with her lingering eyes, and she was very angry. She flew directly, where would she go if she didn't go to City B?

Wen Jingan doesn't want to talk to Chu Yao for the time being, Chu Yao is in conflict with the sky and the earth.

He took his eyes away and sat straight, and his shoulder blades were clearly visible under his thin shirt. The plane climbed up to the sky smoothly, and he pulled down his eye mask and couldn't sleep.

Ten minutes later, the flight attendant brought Chu Yao the first meal. The first-class meal in this airline was pretty good. Chu Yao took off her mask to eat, and her low blood sugar made her feel very bad.

Chu Yao has always liked to eat two pieces of toast, and she took a sip of water after eating.

Like a ray of light on the back.

Turning his head and hit Wen Jingan's pure eyes again, soaking deep in the cold cold. How did such a cold look beneath the passionate peach blossom eyes?

"Didn't have lunch?" Wen Jing'an spoke, his voice still slow, with some exploration.

"Did you eat?"

Wen Jingan didn't eat either. How could he eat with others casually when he was so obsessed with his mortality? After confirming that Chu Yao left, he went straight to the airport. He rarely ate outside, for fear of being unclean.

How did such a person survive until now? It was a miracle.

There was also a salad on the table. Chu Yao didn't like raw food, so she pushed it aside. Wen Jing'an was still looking straight at her, and his eyes were not filled with emotion, just watching.

"You want to eat it? I didn't touch the salad." Chu Yao asked casually, adhering to the principle of not wasting it. After asking, she felt that she was talking too much. Wen Jing'an never eats airplane meals, and it was her leftovers.

Wen Jingan took off his mask, and although he was in a confined space, there were hundreds of people behind him. Wen Jingan took the fork, and the metal fork made a slight sound when it hit the plate, and he took it straight over.

He opened the wet tissue and wiped his hands, and said lightly, "Thank you."

It is really strange that Chu Yao can still hear thanks from Wen Jing'an in this life.

"What are you doing in City B?"

"Did you check your household registration?" Chu Yao took out the book from her backpack.

"Your household registration needs to be checked?" Wen Jingan looked at her, his eyes stuck to the book seal in Chu Yao's hand, and Chu Yao was looking at the Dragon Ball.

Wen Jingan almost choked to death by purple cabbage. He thought Chu Yao would read some serious books. He knew very little about Chu Yao. During the years he got married, Chu Yao occupied the study room, but Wen Jingan never went to the study room again. In the past three years, the only time he entered the study room was when Chu Yao went back to move things.

Chu Yao didn't respond, and the air was silent.

After Wen Jingan finished the salad, he wiped his hands with a wet wipe. He wiped it carefully, rubbing the cold white and slender fingers soaked, emitting the smell of disinfectant and mint.

Chu Yao's gaze moved away from the Dragon Ball and looked at Wen Jing'an's finger, "I have always been curious about a question. Are you born with a cleanliness obsessive? How can you live until now?"

"Start at the age of ten." Wen Jing'an lowered his thick eyelashes, and his long eyelashes cast shadows on his white skin.

Why?

But what is Chu Yao’s relationship with Wen Jing’an? The ex-husband and ex-wife who was completely unfamiliar with her, asked this without any interest. Chu Yao continued to read the comics, resting her fingers on the side page of the book.

"I can speak humanly." Wen Jingan suddenly spoke.

Chu Yao suddenly turned her head and stared at Wen Jing'an for a few seconds. She talked about the issue of humanitarianism in public. Is Wen Jing'an sick?

Wen Jingan sat upright after wiping his hands, and three words were written proudly on his cold and handsome face: I can do it.

It's clear and the rain has stopped. Do you think you're OK again?

Chu Yao turned on the music and turned the volume to the maximum. She was lazy and talked to Wen Jing'an again. What is the problem with Wen Jing'an and what does it have to do with her?

After the two of them finished a meal, they were reluctant to touch the food on the plane again. They refused the main meal in a tacit understanding and were not interested in eating in this high-density bacterial space.

At a height of ten thousand meters, the dazzling sunlight shone directly into the window.

Chu Yao focused on reading comics, her side face was quiet and beautiful in the sun, and her fair skin seemed to be covered with a layer of fog.

Wen Jingan stared at Chu Yao for ten minutes, but Chu Yao remained motionless.

Chu Yao will know sooner or later if this is possible.

When he thought of this possibility, Wen Jing'an's Adam's apple rolled and his body became hot again. He looked at Chu Yao's hand. Chu Yao's arms were thin and white, with thin lines. His wrist was so thin that it was not full. Wen Jing'an touched her wrist, and that feeling was - bone-eroding **.

Everything starts with that damn kiss.

How could there be such a woman in the world? After he kissed her, he threw him away.

He wanted to take a cold shower.

After pressing down, his face became even colder, and he withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened. He took out the documents to review it. Recently, the old man intended to ask him to go back and began to let Wen Jing'an attend the board of directors.

"How come you have a Yuncheng project book?"

Wen Jingan raised his eyes. Chu Yao had already taken off her headphones, and her big eyes were close at hand.

Wen Jing'an's heart jumped violently and pressed down quickly. At that moment, the landslides and the earth cracked.

Wen Jingan frowned and his voice was low and slow, "Why can't I have a project of Wen's Group?"

Didn’t Wen Jingan be kicked out of the headquarters? Chu Yao thoughtfully, looking at the Yuncheng project book. The internal documents and the things on it were more than she knew.

"You haven't got your legs broken?"

Wen Jingan took the water, wiped the bottle with a disinfectant tissue, and then opened it. The cold light fell on Chu Yao, squinted his eyes, and showed some gloom, "Do you really want to see me break my legs? I disappointed you. Not only can I break my legs, I also returned to the headquarters of Wen's Group."

"You still continue to cooperate with the Chu family?"

"Tomorrow's board meeting will discuss this matter. As for whether to cooperate or not." Wen Jingan took a sip of water. The cold water touched his cold lips, showing a bit of bright red. His skin turned whiter. He slowly put down the water and continued to read the documents, "Do you want to cooperate?"

Wen Jing'an turned the page, Chu Yao continued to look down, and after five minutes, Chu Yao frowned, "After getting off the plane, Chu Yunhai is on the hot search, this matter will ferment to the point where he can't control it. You don't think it's impact, so you continue to cooperate."

"Who have you looked for?" Wen Jingan raised his eyes, and his black eyes became sharp in an instant.

Chu Yao raised her red lips and smiled, and she felt beautiful and aggressive. She looked very similar to her mental duel, with a sense of ostentatiousness.

"You can't solve any problems."

Wen Jingan was confused. What did Chu Yao do in the past month and a half? She changed a lot. Since her mother passed away, she seemed to have become a different person.

Wen Jingan intended to plan and pulled Chu Yao on the boat. Chu Yao had to cooperate with him. He could protect Chu Yao thoroughly, and this matter was solved perfectly and could also bring close to Chu Yao's favor.

Chu Yao exploded his ship when he came up.

Chu Yao would not look back. At that moment, he clearly understood that Chu Yao was no longer the gentle and obedient Mrs. Wen who used to be. She was a Tyrannosaurus Rex and could not trap her.

She shook her scales and flew out proudly.

There is no trace of the past in her body, and Chu Yao is not trapped by anything now. Standing on a high place, living freely and freely.

"If you ask me, I can help you." Wen Jing'an said it and frowned immediately, very awkward. He raised his hand to tidy up the collar of his shirt, a little annoyed, "Once you take this step, you will never look back. The things you sacrificed will never come back."

“So what?”

So what?

Wen Jingan looked straight at her with a deep gaze.

Chu Yao didn't care.

When her mother passed away, Chu Yunhai brought other women into the house and pushed her to the ground. At that moment, she was desperate about the whole world. After living for twenty-five years, she suddenly woke up and her existence was a scam.

How is that feeling?

despair.

The world is so big that she is like duckweed. There is darkness in front of her, she is helpless in this world. Living alone, she has nothing left.

"I asked for help from the last straw that crushed me to death? Are you telling a joke? Wen Jing'an, who do you think you are? Why do you think we are an alliance? I have always been very confused. Where does your blind self-confidence come from? Or are men so blind self-confidence? No self-knowledge at all?"

Chu Yao faced Wen Jing'an's eyes and raised the corners of her lips, with a little sarcastic sarcastic, "You are just a grass here."

Can't she see Wen Jing'an's thoughts? Why is Wen Jing'an? It's not like it, it's just a kind of macho self-esteem.

Wen Jingan has been crazy for so long, and is arrogant and looks down on anyone who looks down on him. If he is dumped, can he hold his self-esteem?

Silence and cramping, for a long time, Wen Jing'an raised his chin and raised his eyes as if he was smiling. He was so angry that he smiled, "Are you afraid that I will turn around to deal with you?"
To be continued...