Feng Ce pretended not to notice and picked her up by the body.
Wen Qi leaned forward and closed his eyes with peace of mind.
Feng Ce didn't take the elevator. Instead, he held her in his arms and walked up the stairs step by step, swaying unsteadily. Before they reached the room, the person in his arms fell asleep.
He carried the person into the bed and covered him with the quilt. Feng Ce pulled Wen Qi into his arms again and then closed his eyes with peace of mind.
As expected, I slept until noon the next day.
When Wen Qi woke up, she was surprised to find Feng Ce lying on the bed with her! She was very surprised. Didn't Feng Ce have to go to work today? "What are you looking at?" Feng Ce asked calmly without opening his eyes, "Do you want it?"
Wen Qi blushed, "No, why aren't you at work?"
Feng Ce half opened his eyes and looked at her deeply. "I have hired a professional team. They will handle most of the work. I only need to take a small part of my time every day to check it."
Wen Qi's eyes lit up, "You mean, you will have a lot more free time in the future?"
A smile appeared in Feng Ce's eyes, "Yes."
Wen Qi cried out in surprise, threw herself on him, and said with a smile: "Great! We can plan a self-driving trip!"
Feng Ce said: "We can set off at any time."
Wen Qi twisted around happily against him, "We have to settle the Zhang family's affairs first, and make sure Xing Kai's wife has a smooth delivery, then we'll leave!"
Feng Ce's eyes became darker and darker. He couldn't stand being rubbed any more, so he turned over and pressed the man down.
After a lot of fooling around, it was already past three in the afternoon when the two of them packed up and left the room.
Zhang Zhenyan's lunch break was over and she was sitting in the living room eating fruit and watching TV.
Wen Qi glanced at her and raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Tan Yingying?"
Zhang Zhenyan then realized that they had come down, and turned around to introduce them excitedly, "Yes! She sings very well, she is my favorite female singer!"
Wen Qi looked carefully at Tan Yingying on the screen.
They hadn't seen each other since they separated in the hospital. When they suddenly met again after a few months, Wen Qi found that Tan Yingying's appearance had changed a little. She was not as delicate, but more distinctive. She looked more photogenic with makeup on.
And her singing voice is not as clear as before, a little hoarse, but more recognizable.
The overall change is not too big, but when compared with a few months ago, it is still quite obvious.
It’s easy to imagine that the current online opinions about Tan Yingying are definitely not very good.
Sure enough, Zhang Zhenyan frowned as soon as she finished her recommendation: "But there are always haters on the Internet saying that she had too much plastic surgery and that her voice was damaged because of it." She curled her lips and said, "They know nothing. I have seen the real person! She is absolutely a natural beauty!"
Wen Qi walked over and rubbed her head, "Just appreciate the work, don't take it too seriously."
Zhang Zhenyan blinked and nodded obediently, "I understand."
When they arrived at the restaurant, Feng Ce had already laid out the tableware and pulled out a chair for her. He said, "The tickets have been booked. After dinner, we will go directly to the airport and fly to Northeast China."
Wen Qi nodded, it would be better to resolve it as soon as possible.
After finishing their meal, they immediately packed their luggage and rushed to the airport.
Zhang Zhenyan walked them to the door and said, "The police have already notified the parents of those children, but some of them may not want to go over."
Wen Qi looked calm, "It's human nature. After all, it's been a long time, and many people have started new lives. It's understandable that they don't want to face the past. Let's just do our best and leave the rest to fate."
Zhang Zhenyan nodded and touched her belly.
Wen Qi laughed and rubbed her belly, "Be good, wait for your aunt to come back from the Northeast and bring you some toys."
Zhang Zhenyan also smiled, "I told my dad and the others that someone will pick you up when you land."
Wen Qi nodded, "Okay, you can go back."
There was no conversation along the way. After getting off the plane, Wen Qi felt the temperature of Northeast China again. She shivered in her coat, "It's already spring, why is it still so cold!"
Feng Ce wrapped a scarf around her and said, "It's only cold at night now. It's okay during the day, but the temperature difference is big." He originally wanted to remind her to remember to bring a thick coat when going out, but when he thought that he would be by her side in the future, he swallowed his words with a gentle look in his eyes.
"Hold on a bit, you'll be fine once you get on the bus."
Wen Qi was too cold to talk, so she just walked out. After getting in the car and feeling the warm wind, she let out a long sigh, "I'm finally feeling better."
"Come on, have a cup of ginger and sugar water to warm yourself up. Grandpa Zhenyan personally asked us to bring it." Zhang Linyuan took out a thermos cup from the storage box and poured a cup for each of them.
Wen Qi quickly took it and said, "Thank you, uncle."
Feng Ce also took it and said calmly, "Thank you."
Zhang Linyuan waved his hand and kept his eyes on Feng Ce.
"Uncle, do you have something to tell me?" Feng Ce asked.
Feng Ce nodded, "Okay."
Zhang Linyuan smiled even more happily. His in-laws are so easy to talk to!
Arriving at Zhang's house, Wen Qi said hello to Zhang Yancheng and went to the garden.
Perhaps sensing Wen Qi's presence, Dong Dong showed up with a group of little ghosts as soon as she approached. The little ghosts also had a lot of new things on them. The Zhang family must have burned a lot of things in the past few months.
"Auntie!" Dongdong came forward with a smile.
Wen Qi's face turned serious, "Call me sister!"
Dongdong immediately changed the topic, "Sister, is there any news?" The little ghosts also looked over with hope.
Wen Qi laughed and nodded, "Yes, most of them have been found and are on their way here. Tomorrow the police will bring a forensic doctor to dig up your remains so that your parents can take you home."
After a pause, she warned: "It may be a little uncomfortable, please be patient and don't attack others."
Hearing that they could go home, Dong Dong and the little ghosts all smiled, and the former assured: "I will watch over them!"
Wen Qi shuddered as he spoke, "Okay, I'll tell you guys, I'm going back first, it's too cold outside."
She ran back to the villa, and when she looked back, she could still see a group of disabled children standing in the snow, looking up at the moon, with a look of piety on their faces. It was as if they had walked in the dark for too long and finally saw the light of day.
After staying in the garden for a while, Wen Qi went upstairs to change into clean clothes as the dinner was about to begin in the restaurant.
People from the Northeast naturally drink during the banquet. Zhang Yancheng and Zhang Linyuan took turns pouring wine for Fengce. Even though the latter had a good alcohol tolerance, his eyes were a little dull when he went upstairs.
It was rare for Wen Qi to see him like this, and she thought it was quite interesting. After helping him to the bed, she squatted down and asked, "Do you still recognize me?"
Feng Ce looked at her steadily, and after two seconds he hesitantly called out, "Wife?"
Wen Qi's eyes flashed with a smile, "Not bad, you know how to recognize people." But she still had some doubts, could Feng Ce really drink too much? Shaking her head, she stood up and went to the bathroom. She definitely couldn't take a shower in this state, so she could only wipe herself with a wet towel.
As soon as she turned around, Feng Ce stretched out his arms and hugged her, "Wife, don't go."
Wen Qi patted his hands helplessly and said, "I'll go get a towel."
But the drunk man couldn't listen at all, and said vaguely: "Don't go, I miss you so much."
Wen Qi felt a little soft-hearted, but she couldn't just let him sleep like this, right? Wouldn't he stink the next morning? She called out hesitantly, "Qing Yi?"
Two seconds later, Qing Yi appeared and bowed to her, "Master."
Wen Qi looked at her for two seconds before saying, "Can you wash a towel for me?"
Qingyi nodded slightly, turned around and went to the bathroom.
Wen Qi sighed as he looked at her back. Didn't her soul leave and go to the underworld ten thousand years ago? Without her soul, Qingyi and the little ghost were locked in the bracelet and couldn't get out. During the whole process, the mother and son didn't help at all and kept blaming themselves for it.
Wen Qi tried to persuade her once, but it seemed to have no effect.
But it was not Qingyi's decision whether to come out or not, there was really no need to blame herself! When the master's soul was not there, the soul master would be locked in the temporary magic weapon, this was the rule, to prevent someone from taking over the master's nest.
Besides, nothing important happened, so there is no need to blame yourself.
While I was lost in thought, Qing Yi came back with a wet towel, "I used warm water, it's not that irritating."
Wen Qi thanked him with a smile, turned around in Feng Ce's arms, shook out the towel, lifted his chin and wiped his face.
"Wife?" After wiping his face, Feng Ce's expression became a little clearer.
Qingyi took the towel, sent it to the bathroom, washed it and hung it up, then did not return the bracelet, but said: "Master, I want to go see Dongdong and the others."
Wen Qi waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, take the little ghost with you." As soon as he finished speaking, the little ghost flew out of the bracelet, holding Qingyi's hand and going out through the wall.
At the same time, Feng Ce put some force on Wen Qi and put her on his lap. He put his head on her shoulder and whispered, "I'm drunk."
Wen Qi patted his head, "It was indeed too much just now, but now he seems a little more sober."
Feng Ce shook his head and emphasized: "I'm drunk and can't take a shower by myself. Can you come with me?"
Wen Qi's mouth twitched, "This is someone else's house, you better behave yourself!"
Feng Ce tilted his head slightly, leaned close to her ear, and said, "What are you thinking about? I just want to take a bath."
Wen Qi rolled his eyes, and slid his hand down his loose collar to his back, teasing him while saying, "It's just a bath, don't do anything else."
Feng Ce took a deep breath, and his voice suddenly fell silent, "I regret it, okay?"
Wen Qi smiled: "Of course not."