Wei Dong has always had a love for Han Weiwei, but Han Weiwei has no idea about that. In order to avoid embarrassment, she also planned to leave, but Wei Dong's following sentence made Han Weiwei's delicate body tremble.

"Han Weiwei, I like you, I can support you." Wei Dong shouted tenderly from behind.

With a bang, Han Weiwei's head was almost blown up.

She has been divorced for many years, but hasn't she heard such a true confession?

Han Weiwei has a good foundation and the years have not left any traces on her. Instead, because she often goes to exercise, her figure is even more tight and improved. Therefore, it is not unusual for Weidong, an older young man, to fall in love with Han Weiwei, a divorced woman.

Moreover, at the Yanjing High-speed Railway Main Station, Han Weiwei has a large number of suitors, but how can she force such a thing?

Han Weiwei has experienced a failed marriage, and she doesn't want to experience that unforgettable hurt.

"Wei Dong, I no longer believe in love." Han Weiwei turned around and smiled bitterly at Wei Dong.

Wei Dong was afraid that he would miss this confession, so he had no chance, so he hurriedly said, "Vivi, I know you have been hurt, but I swear, I will be nice to you all my life, and I will be nice to my children. Can you give me a chance to prove yourself?"

Han Weiwei's heart trembled violently. She was the commander of this train, and Weidong was the security captain. How could Han Weiwei have no good feelings for Weidong when she was with an older couple day and night?

But a woman often determines whether she really likes this man at the moment of meeting. This is what ordinary people say about falling in love at first sight.

Although love is ridiculous, for some emotional women, this feeling will not slow down with age and experience, but will become stronger and stronger. However, Wei Dong has never given Han Weiwei the feeling of an eruption of the ermon.

At this time, the high-speed railway passed through a bridge, and under the bridge was the Grand Canal of ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad. Every time I passed here, the speed of the high-speed railway would startle a large area of ​​water birds.

Han Weiwei suddenly shrank violently because there was a man standing next to the Beijing-Hangzhou River today.

Han Weiwei didn't see the man's appearance clearly, but his agile figure and burly back were like sculptures between heaven and earth, as majestic as the mountains in the distance, and magnificent.

Next to him was a beautiful woman with long hair and long skirt. Han Weiwei was very sure that this was the feeling she liked, a man who stood tall and straight, and her feelings for Wei Dong were always a little bit worse.

"Wei Dong, I'm sorry."

After saying these three words, Han Weiwei covered her mouth, cracked her butt, and ran away with the rain.

What Han Weiwei didn't know was that the young man and woman, since she left, stood from morning to afternoon until the sun set.

"Shen Qiye, you have been standing for a day, what are you doing?" Wang Yan'er asked inexplicably.

"Calm heart." Shen Qiye said lightly. Whenever a war comes, Shen Qiye has the habit of meditation, whether in the northwest or in the East China Sea.

"Then I'll stand with you." Wang Yan'er nodded, and then stood silently behind Shen Qiye. She has been doing this since morning.

Shen Qiye was slightly surprised. Although he had never opened his eyes, he could feel that Wang Yan'er was standing behind from beginning to end, and had never drunk a drop of water during this period. He went to the toilet once, which made him look at the eldest daughter of the Wang family with admiration.

"If you are not here, my meditation will be better." Chen Qiye sighed.

When Chen Qiye thought of what happened yesterday, he was two big big with one head. Wang Yan'er was almost as stupid as his imagination. How could he be the size of a family? He would be naked and huddled on the same sofa with a strange man?

With a thunderous sound, Wang Yan'er laughed out loud, and there was a hint of teasing in her copper bell-like laughter.

"Chen Qiye, since I can't pretend to be Lin Chuxue, then I will be myself. Let me tell you the truth. Whether you can calm down or not has nothing to do with me, and whether you can take down Heihe has nothing to do with me." Wang Yan'er said loudly.

"Why?" Chen Qiye frowned slightly.

"Chen Qiye, have you forgotten? Wang Yan'er is a woman with a scorpion-hearted heart. I never care about other people's feelings. I only care about myself. This is what you told me. Have you forgotten?"

Since she has planned to be herself again, Wang Yan'er has nothing to hide.

She is the noble lady of the Wang family. She never cares about other people's feelings. As long as she feels happy, she doesn't care whether Chen Qiye can calm down. What she has to do is to be upset Chen Qiye to achieve a revenge mentality.

After Chen Qiye learned Wang Yan'er's real purpose, he was too lazy to talk nonsense to Wang Yan'er like a rude princess, because he stood up one day and faced Yanbo Hanmiao's Grand Canal, he vaguely felt a strange energy around him.

And this kind of energy has been surrounding him, but it can't be caught.

Chen Qiye had an intuition that the energy that lingers around him might be the key to his entry into the divine realm. If he could figure out the source of this feeling, it might be of great help to his war tomorrow night.
Chapter completed!