The Male Main’s Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me

Wen Jingping had been anxious due to the various upsets of the past few days, even knowing that Ning Qirui might be the only life-saving straw she had now, she still felt choked up in her heart.

The tone of the speech unconsciously revealed a bit of impatience: "I have been more free just these two days. Which hospital are you now in, Brother Qi Rui? Can I go over and see you?"

If it is for normal times, Wen Jingping takes the initiative to find herself, Ning Qirui will definitely not be able to ask for it, and take the initiative to arrange various matters for her, and even send someone to pick her up in person.

When I was filmed by an outside reporter, I had to make some news.

But this time he was just told by his elder brother, and he was still a little confused.

Hearing Wen Jingping’s words, I suddenly felt a little bit of response, and refused without thinking about it: “Forget it, the hospital smells heavy and the people are too crowded. It’s not convenient for you to come here.”

Saying that, Ning Qirui still had a little thought in her heart, thinking that if Wen Jingping really cared about him, why would he care about this inconvenience, she would definitely want to come over to see him.

But if it's just a polite, then...

Wen Jingping, who didn't know Ning Qirui's careful thoughts, breathed a sigh of relief, pretending to be sorry, and said: "Well then. We will get together again when Brother Qi Rui is healed."

Ning Qirui's heart suddenly became cold, frowned slightly, and continued: "That may have to wait a long time."

"A long time?" Wen Jingping was taken aback, "Didn't you just say it was not serious?"

"It is not serious, but it is more troublesome to cure and it will take a while."

"…how long?"

"At least one or two years."

"So long!" Wen Jingping's expression suddenly changed, "Then what about your work this time, Brother Qi Rui?"

Ning Qirui squinted his eyes, as his brother said, he is stupid, but he is not too stupid to be hopeless.

I’m still sick. Someone doesn’t care about what kind of disease it takes to be treated for one or two years. He doesn’t care about his current physical condition and what kind of pain he will experience during the treatment process. Concerned about his illness, whether his work can be completed, and whether he can continue to stay in this circle.

For a moment, Ning Qirui was a little skeptical that the person who was talking to him was not his friend, but the boss of the company.

"This is also nothing. Since I'm sick, I can only let go of work. The company didn't embarrass me much, but for the past two years, I'm afraid I can't stay in the entertainment industry anymore."

As soon as Ning Qirui said this, Wen Jingping's heart twitched. The entertainment circle seemed glamorous, but in fact it was very impetuous.

Ning Qirui, as a newcomer to their company, seems to have a bright and promising future, but if he does not show up for two years, how many people remember him?

There is no masterpiece at first, and fans attracted by face alone are also not strong. No one in this world can't live without anyone.

After two years, Ning Qirui will appear in front of the public again, how much traffic can he attract?

In Wen Jingping's view, Ning Qirui is now a scrap chess of his brokerage company, and this useless scrap chess can still help her?

Wen Jingping's face was ashamed, and she even felt resentful towards Ning Qirui. She didn't get sick sooner or later. Why did she get sick at this time?

Why do everyone have to fight her? Obviously it shouldn't be like this!