Marriage is continuous: mysterious husband brought home

"If you don't work, there will never be an end to learning."

"That's good, but you're different from others, and you don't worry about looking for a job."

"Lawyer Jiang, are you making fun of me? Although I'm Nie TingYang's wife now, no one can say clearly about marriage. Maybe I'll divorce tomorrow."

"What's the matter? Did you quarrel?"

"No, I'm just pessimistic."

"Why are you young?" Jiang Yuan smiled. The car had reached the door of the hotel. He stopped.

Yan Yan was stunned for some reason. When he got off the bus, she still sat still. Yes, what was she pessimistic about?

She is always optimistic. Even if the world collapses, she still survives.

Pushing the door open, she followed Jiang Yuan into the hotel.

There are many people at the moment, but Jiang Yuan booked the location in advance, so they don't have to queue up.

As usual, one large and one medium dumpling.

Familiar with it, Yan Yan didn't feel embarrassed. He naturally ate that large portion of dumplings.

"Yan Yan, is the news some time ago true?" asked Jiang Yuan.

After a pause, he said, "this is your private affair. If you don't want to say it doesn't matter, I just ask casually."

Yan Yan smiled, "nothing, it's true."

"Nie Yuchen is the son of you and Nie TingYang?" Jiang Yuan looked at her with gentle eyes, but she felt that there was exploration in those eyes.

"Daddy, when can we go home? I miss Mommy."

Sitting close to the stairs on the second floor, the voice of the children upstairs clearly floated into their ears, and their faces turned back to the stairs, so they could not help turning their heads back.

Wei Ziqi and Nie TingYang walked side by side behind, Nie Yuchen walked in front, and the three came down the stairs.

What Nie TingYang said, Yan Yan didn't hear clearly, but she heard Wei Ziqi's words, "Xiao Chen, I'm your mommy, Yan Yan is just your aunt."

"You're not my mommy!"

"Xiao Chen, I'm really your mommy."

Nie Yuchen turned and pulled Nie TingYang, "you're not! Daddy, I want to go home, I want mommy, shall we go home?"

Yan Yan has turned back his head at this time. His nose is sour and swollen. Even his eyes don't know what's wrong. He feels astringent.

I lowered my head and put a dumpling into the import. I chewed it slowly. I just felt that there was no taste at all. The boss didn't forget to put the seasoning today, did he?

Jiang Yuan also saw the three of Nie TingYang, then looked away at Yan Yan. Her face was unspeakably pale. Although she ate dumplings as if nothing had happened at this time, her hand holding chopsticks was shaking.

It can be seen that she cares about Nie TingYang, but the man may not be sincere to her.

As an outsider, everyone can see that Nie TingYang married Yan Yan for a purpose. Everyone knows Sima Zhao's heart. Maybe even she should know it.

The last thing a woman should do is to move her heart to the person who should not be moved and fall in love with the person who should not be loved.

"Do you want anything else to eat?"

Yan Yan looked up. Although he smiled, he smiled very reluctantly. Even the sadness on his face couldn't hide, "no, so much is enough."

Nie TingYang had come to the bottom of the stairs. He seemed to hear the woman's voice. He looked back and didn't find her.

Maybe he heard wrong, he thought. Just as Wei Ziqi was talking to him, he turned around and walked outside the door.

Without looking back, Yan Yan also knew that the three of them had left. The tears accumulated in their eyes still flowed out, one by one, on the plate with dumplings in front of them. The crystal clear dumplings were stained with tears and seemed to be melting.

Jiang Yuan took out two napkins and handed them to her in a very soft voice. "Maybe everything can't always think of the bad."

"Thank you, lawyer Jiang."

After dinner in the evening, Jiang Yuan wanted to send Yan Yan back to school. She refused. She wanted to walk back and be alone.

Not far away, she walked for nearly two hours, and it was 9 p.m. when she got to school.

There are still people standing in twos and threes downstairs. There are lovers and friends. They talk and laugh. They are very happy.

Call Wang Dudu and Ma Qian. They went to the cinema and didn't come back until more than ten o'clock.

She suddenly felt that she was abandoned and lonely.

The street lamp casts the shadow in front of her. Looking at herself in the shadow, she finally understands that in this world, only the shadow will never leave.

A message came up on her cell phone. She clicked it. It was sent by Jiang Wenyang. I haven't seen him for some time since I last met.

... Yan Yan, have you had a rest?

Tang Zhen replaced her mobile phone. She said that there was a problem with the mobile phone sent by Nie TingYang before, so she hasn't mastered it yet. She doesn't know many functions. The reply message is very slow.

... not yet.

Jiang Wenyang soon sent another message: I'm at the gate of major A. where are you?

... downstairs.

... I'll find you and wait for me.

Staring at the words on the mobile phone, Yan Yan pursed her lips. In fact, she didn't know why she told Jiang Wenyang that she was downstairs. At this time, looking at the words he came back, she seemed to see him rushing here.

Before long, about three minutes later, Jiang Wenyang appeared.

"Yan Yan." he called her name.

Yan Yan lifted her eyes from her mobile phone, raised her neck and looked at the man like the wind in front of her. She suddenly felt sour nose and swollen eyes, "Wenyang."

"What's the matter? Did he bully you?"

"Wen Yang..." out of control, it seemed that all the grievances in my heart would pour out at this moment, and I couldn't restrain it.

Jiang Wenyang leaned over and picked her up and held her tightly in his arms.

He was very tall. She stood in front of him with her face close to his heart. She could clearly hear the strong beating sound there.

"You are happy, I am also happy, you are uncomfortable, I am more uncomfortable than you, Yan Yan, I don't force you, but no matter when I am behind you, as long as you are willing to turn around, you can see me as soon as you turn around."

"Wen Yang..." his throat seems to be stuffed with something, and his breathing is not smooth.

"I know you feel bad. If you want to cry, cry loudly. It's not humiliating."

Crying loudly, she can't do it anymore. She has learned not to cry for four years in prison.

Close her eyes and cut off the last tear. She raised her head, smiled at the corners of her mouth, gently pushed the man holding him, "Wen Yang, I'm fine."

The man is somewhat uncomfortable. One second he is still so helpless and sad, but the next second he wants to draw a clear line with him like no one else. He is very unhappy.

The strong arm did not loosen, but held her tighter, "you're okay, I'm busy. Let me hold it for a while, just hold it for a while."

"Wen Yang." Yan Yan didn't move. The corners of his mouth rose. His words were with a smile. They were soft and could melt a heart. But his words suddenly made people feel that the air temperature around was so low that even wearing a cotton padded jacket was cold. "I'm married. We'll be misunderstood."

Jiang Wenyang's arm shook for a moment, and he was so stiff there.

Yan Yan came out of his arms, raised his hand and put down his arm, "let's go. It's not too late."

"..." although this was what he wanted to say, it didn't sound like that when she said it.

"Wen Yang, how have you been these years?" when she asked this, she found that he didn't follow up. She stopped and turned to see him. He was still pestering there, like a telegraph pole.

I really envy tall people, whether men or women, if only she could grow another 3cm tall.

"Wen Yang, what are you in a daze? Hurry up."

Jiang Wenyang said "Oh", raised his feet and followed her, "it's not good without you." he said it directly and didn't feel anything wrong.

Yan Yan smiled, "Wen Yang, isn't it good that we were like before?"

"As before?" Jiang Wenyang seemed to get some hint from her words. He was so excited that he put his hands on her shoulders. "It's really like before. I like you. Do you like me too?"

Nie TingYang had planned to go back the next morning, but Nie Yuchen was always making trouble.

No way, who makes this an ancestor.

Finally, Nie TingYang had to take the ancestor home. On the way, he called Luo Bin and asked him if Yan Yan had gone home. Only then did he know that she was at school, so he turned to school.

I didn't call her to surprise him.

But the surprise was not given to her, but she gave it to him.

Looking at the men and women walking side by side in the campus of a university, Nie TingYang felt that the green hat on his head was suffocating him. Dog men and women!

He didn't go home for a few days, but she couldn't stand being lonely?

This woman is really cheap in her bones!

"Daddy, it looks like Mommy!" Nie Yuchen saw Yan Yan, grinned from the safety seat and pressed the window, "Mommy! Mommy!"

In fact, Nie TingYang didn't intend to "disturb" the two men and women at the moment. Only in this way can he have evidence.

Therefore, he was stirred up by his son's ignorance. He immediately felt that the boy was too much in the way. He would send him to Nie's house in a moment!

Yan Yan was stunned when he heard Nie Yuchen's voice. Then he looked up and saw the car not far in front.

Isn't he with Wei Ziqi? Shouldn't they go back after dinner? Why are you here?

Nie TingYang has stopped the car. Nie Yuchen opens the seat belt, pushes the door and comes down.

"Mommy, I miss you so much!"

Yan Yan looked down at the child in front of him. Although the child was beautiful and lovely, he was someone else's child. He didn't like it at the moment.

She didn't bend down to pick him up. Instead, he held her waist and his two legs climbed her legs, trying to climb up.

"Mommy, hug." Xu felt that mommy didn't understand what she meant, and she couldn't climb up. Nie Yuchen simply didn't climb up. He stood on the ground and looked up with expectation on his little face.