Marriage is continuous: mysterious husband brought home

"You can't sleep until your hair is dry. Remember?"

"Yes."

He looked down and saw her barefoot again. He sank his eyes. "You're in your menstrual period. You're already cold. Why are you barefoot? There's no carpet here than at home. The floor tiles are very cold."

"Oh."

"It's twenty-three, why can't you grow a little brain? I'm with you now, if I'm not here..." before he finished, his voice stopped suddenly.

Nie TingYang's face was stiff and his expression was very unnatural. Then he looked away, took the hair dryer to the bathroom, put the bath towel on the washstand, let her sit on the bath towel, and then began to blow her hair.

Yan Yan seemed to be thinking about something, so he kept staring at the ground without saying a word.

Nie TingYang frowned at her and secretly breathed a sigh. Fortunately, she didn't hear it in a daze, otherwise

"When are you going to divorce me?" but Yan Yan asked him a question coldly.

He was stunned. He shook the hand of the hair dryer and stopped in the air. The hot air blew out of the hair dryer and hit her on the top of her head.

At a close distance, Yan Yan felt that her scalp was about to be cooked. She tilted her head, took the hair dryer in his hand and blew it by herself.

Nie TingYang reacted for a while and took the hair dryer back to his hand. "I don't have this plan for the time being."

"That's the plan in the future. You can tell me the approximate time first, so that I can have a psychological preparation. You know, this woman's second-hand is not more popular than your man's second-hand. No one wants women's second-hand. I want to find a good home for myself in advance." Yan Yan said this with a calm expression and a light face, It seems that she is not talking about herself, but someone else.

Nie TingYang turned off the hair dryer in his hand, and his dark eyes coagulated her for a moment. For a long time, he licked his lips with the tip of his tongue and reopened the hair dryer, "I'll tell you in advance."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, you should." he glanced at her again, "but before I tell you, I hope you can be a qualified wife. Of course, I will try my best to be a good husband."

"Qualified?" Yan Yan Yan's bright eyes were filled with a touch of ridicule. "Then please explain to me what kind of standard this qualification is and how I can achieve what you said."

After leaving the hospital, Yan Yan saw Wei Ziqi at the gate. It seemed that she was waiting for her there, so she took the initiative to say hello, "Hi, Miss Wei, are you better?"

Breast cancer, three terrible words, before envy her, dislike her, when she learned that she had the disease, Yan suddenly found her own compassion flooding.

Wei Ziqi is poor. A woman in her early thirties has such a disease, and it's still in the middle stage. It's a pity to think about it.

Today is the second course of treatment for dysmenorrhea in Yan Yanlai hospital. It's almost two weeks since she last saw Wei Ziqi. She doesn't see her in two weeks. The woman looks much thinner and looks bad. She probably lost her hair after chemotherapy, so she wore a hat on a hot day.

Cancer is a terrible thing.

"I want to talk to you." Wei Ziqi's voice was very light, and the expression on his face was indifferent.

Anyway, it's nothing today. Just chat with her.

Yan Yan nodded and they went to a cafe near the hospital.

Wei Ziqi asked for a cup of white coffee. Yan Yan didn't like coffee. In fact, she wasn't used to it. Life was so difficult in the past. Eating was a problem. Where did she have money to drink coffee, so she asked for a cup of hot water.

The doctor said that she would try not to eat cold food and drink cold water in the future. During this period, Aunt Huang cooked every day considering how to take care of her body. She ate warm supplements every day, so that she had several acne on her forehead.

However, as long as the body can be well conditioned, it will no longer hurt when the month comes. She can eat whatever she wants.

No one took the initiative to speak first. Yan Yan drank hot water slowly. Wei Ziqi stirred the coffee. The coffee was very fragrant. The taste was floating around and inhaled into the lungs. It was really comfortable.

It's just, is it really good for people who are still in chemotherapy to drink coffee?

"Miss Yan." Wei Ziqi finally opened his mouth. Maybe he couldn't wait, or maybe he had planned how to open his mouth in his heart.

"Well, if Miss Wei has anything to say, I'm listening."

Wei Ziqi pursed his lower lip, with a hint of supplication in his eyes, which surprised Yan Yan and mistakenly thought he was wrong.

"Will you always be good to Xiao Chen?"

"Of course..." looking at Wei Ziqi's gradually relaxed expression, Yan Yan smiled, some evil, "not necessarily. No one can tell what will happen in the future."

Wei Ziqi was stunned. Her face was immediately covered with anger. She held the spoon's hand and her joints were white, but she held back. Instead of roaring, she used a humble attitude and begged in her voice, "Miss Yan, you are now ah Yang's wife and Xiao Chen's stepmother..."

Yan Yan's voice coldly interrupted her words, but her bright eyes smiled, drank a sip of water, held it in her mouth, and slowly swallowed it, "Miss Wei, I think you're wrong. The word stepmother is inappropriate. I'm Xiaochen's Mommy, my own."

"You don't have to deceive yourself like this. Xiaochen is the son of ah Yang and I. you are the stepmother."

Yan Yan smiled and drank a glass of water unconsciously. She asked the waiter to give her another cup, "Miss Wei is a top student at MIT. I think you should know better than me?

Stepmother refers to the wife whose biological father remarried after his biological father divorced or his biological mother died. This is the stepmother of the child. Have you ever been married to Nie TingYang? To put it aside, have you been engaged? No, so you use the word wrong.

Xiao Chen now asks me my name is Mommy. I am his own Mommy. Unless I divorce Nie TingYang, I will always be his mommy. "

"..." Wei Ziqi was like swallowing a jujube and stuck in his throat, unable to speak.

No, it shouldn't be like this. It's clear that she came to her today to beat her and stimulate her. Why did it turn the other way?

How did this happen?

The more anxious and flustered, the more he didn't know what to do. Wei Ziqi was so anxious that his face turned red. His lips painted with bright lipstick because of his paleness were wriggling desperately at this time.

Yan Yan suddenly felt that he had gone too far. How can he say such words to a dying person? It's really inappropriate.

When the waiter brought her water, she said thoughtfully, "Miss Wei, your coffee is cold. Change it." then, before Wei Ziqi could speak, she took the initiative to ask the waiter to change it.

"Miss Wei, I can understand your mood. Your son asks others to call him mother, but you should be open-minded about everything. Think about it, you can't marry Nie TingYang? Moreover, you have this disease, and how long you can live after chemotherapy is unknown. Do you have the heart to let your son face the fact that you die and leave him forever?

Xiao Chen is only a four-year-old child. He is one day older than my son. In fact, I really treat him as my own son. I like him very much.

So you don't have to worry that I will be bad to him. As for what I just told you, I'm not sure, it's because... "

She paused, drank water and looked out of the window. It was gray today. It was estimated that it would rain.

Let's go. It hasn't rained for a long time. I feel a little dry and hot.

It may be better if it rains.

"Nie TingYang and I are going to divorce." her voice is very quiet. When she said these words, she still looked out of the window. It has been six months since she was released from prison. She has deviated from her original intention.

At first, she approached Nie TingYang for revenge, but later she was lost in his arms. She didn't look like herself.

People still can't go against their original intention, because they will get lost and can't find the direction.

Last night, she woke up thirsty in the middle of the night. She got up and went downstairs to the kitchen for water. When she passed the study, she heard something she shouldn't have heard.

There are two people in the study, one is Nie TingYang and the other is Nie Pingqing.

She hasn't seen the rest of the Nie family for a while. Sometimes she thinks that although she married Nie TingYang, none of his family agrees. In fact, she is a woman with the title of daughter-in-law of the Nie family. If it weren't for Tang Zhen's daughter and Tang Zhen's invaluable Tang Group, I'm afraid she's already dead.

Nie Pingqing said: "the mid year conference of Genesis is about to be held. Now you and Xuesen are the two candidates your grandfather likes. Whether you can get the position of successor of Genesis depends on what you do."

Xuesen, Nie Xuesen, Nie TingYang's cousin.

Nie TingYang asked, "then I need my father's advice."

"Don't pretend to be confused with me. I'm all for your own good. When did you tell Yan about the 8% down's shares? You've been married for several months. How did you promise me? You said it was half a year, but now it's half a year, and I haven't seen you take any action!"

"I changed my mind. Is that right? I think half a year is too short."

"Half a year is too short. How long are you going to take? One year? Two years? Five years? Ah Yang, you are not young. Can you be more mature? Next Monday is Tang Zhen's birthday. You take Yan Yan to celebrate his birthday and mention the shares by the way."

"I know. Don't worry about it. I know it."

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Later, Yan Yan didn't hear what their father and son said. She went downstairs to the kitchen to pick up a glass of water, stood in the kitchen to drink, and then took another cup. Then she left the kitchen and met Nie Pingqing on the stairs when she went upstairs.

He ignored her. Of course, she didn't ask for trouble. They were like strangers. They were strangers. He went downstairs and she went upstairs.