Jiang Wenyang held her tightly in his arms, tears and snot flowing out, "No, everything is still possible without becoming the past. Divorce him. We are together. I love you! I love your words! I have loved you since I first saw you on the playground. You also like me, don't you? Elder sister let me read the love letter you wrote to me. I regret that I didn't see it until now. It's good to give me a chance to love you Bad? Yan Yan, let's start over. We will love each other and be very happy. "

Yan Yan closed her eyes and cut off the surging tears. Then she smiled, picked up Jiang Wenyang, tiptoed, stretched her arm, wiped the tears from his face, took out a packet of paper towels from her bag, took out one to wipe his nose, smiled and said, "you see, how old you are, you still shed tears and look like a child."

Jiang Wenyang was a little embarrassed. He wiped his eyes and denied, "I didn't cry. I just have some sour eyes. Can we start again?"

"No, I'm married."

"It doesn't matter. I'll wait for you and your divorce."

"What if I don't divorce all my life?"

"No, you will divorce." Jiang Wenyang's tone was very firm.

Yan Yanwei was stunned and blurted out without thinking, "why?"

"Because I know Nie TingYang better than you. I'll wait for you. No matter when I wait, I'll wait for you."

"Wen Yang..." Yan Yan was suddenly afraid. She didn't know how she would tell him that she wouldn't be with him if she divorced Nie TingYang one day. At that time, if he was really waiting for her.

The first man she fell in love with, the first man in her heart, she didn't want to hurt him. She was afraid of his tears. Just like now, when he cried, her heart suddenly softened, but she couldn't say the cruel words that had come to her mouth.

"Don't wait for me. Yan Yan once died in prison. I'm not me anymore. We can be friends, only friends."

Jiang Wenyang's expression stiffened and then smiled, "no, it doesn't matter. I'm not afraid. Even if you don't like me, it's okay. I like you and I love you. That's enough. We've missed many years. I don't want to be wrong anymore. I love you. I want you to know that you have no right to stop me from loving you, whether there are others in your heart or not."

"That's really touching. If you really love her, you should respect her choice." Nie TingYang really couldn't listen. He came forward and hugged his daughter-in-law in his arms, leaned over her red, swollen and bloody lips and kissed her, "she's choosing me now, okay? Boy."

Nie TingYang's "boy" deeply hurt Jiang Wenyang's self-esteem. Although he is only 25 years old, he is also a man!

The most intolerable thing for a man is to be called childish by his peers. This "boy" is another expression of childishness.

Jiang Wenyang clenched his fist. The anger in his body was like boiling water. His face was distorted by anger.

"Nie TingYang, don't think I'm afraid of you!"

"Tut tut..." Nie TingYang hit his lips with a sneer. "If he is really a boy, Yan Yan, do you like such an immature boy?"

Yan Yan doesn't want to provoke anything, let alone stand on whose side. She has to go to class because she is late.

From Nie TingYang's bondage, she hurriedly said, "talk slowly." then she left.

"Nie TingYang, do you dare to fight with me?" Jiang Wenyang saw that Yan Yan had gone far. He no longer suppressed his anger and directly provoked Nie TingYang.

"It's really not an ordinary childish." Nie TingYang was too lazy to pay attention to him again and turned around to leave.

As soon as I turned around, my arm was twisted from the side and rear, and the heart piercing pain spread to every nerve in my body.

I didn't want to have a common understanding with this hairy boy, but it seems that he doesn't think so.

Is it beneath your dignity to beat a boy in public?

Nie TingYang weighed it in his heart and didn't struggle. He shouted to Yan Yan, "daughter-in-law, you don't care if someone bullies me?"

Somehow, it was like being evil. Yan Yan stopped and turned around after hearing this.

Before Jiang Wenyang could let go, she "caught him".

He really didn't expect that Nie TingYang should be so brazen!

Hands quickly released, Nie TingYang grinned and his arms drooped, as if he had been broken. He wrinkled his face very exaggerated, "daughter-in-law, it hurts."

When she turned around, Yan Yan regretted. She didn't understand how she turned around?

Although she saw Jiang Wenyang twisting his arm, according to her understanding of him, how could he just sit and wait to die?

Who can't see that?

It's just that it's more and more different from him in her impression. It's almost funny.

Is this still Nie TingYang?

If Wei Zishan's death really hit him too hard, the whole person's three views have changed. Alas, that woman is really not simple.

Seeing her standing still, Nie TingYang simply walked towards her, a meter or two away from her. He suddenly bent and fell in front of him.

Yan Yan thought what had happened to him. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him. After helping him, he knew that he had been trapped!

"Nie TingYang, you're just a scoundrel!" she held the man's head hard drilled into her arms with both hands, and her intestines were blue. She really shouldn't stretch out her hand to take care of him. It's better to stick one head on the ground and die!

"Hey, hey..." someone raised his head and smiled, "wife, I'm fine today. Can I go to class with you?"

"You stand up straight first!"

"Yes!"

Nie TingYang stood upright with a standard military posture. Yan Yan wondered if he had ever been a soldier.

But now she has no time to appreciate his charming posture. She's going to class!

"Stand up!" she kicked him in the leg.

Nie TingYang looked at her with a frown and said, "I've already stood."

"Look ahead and don't talk!"

"Yes!"

The man was obedient and the telegraph pole stood there, but the woman ran away like a rabbit.

"Professor Nie, are you standing in a military posture?" there was a joke behind him. Nie TingYang relaxed and turned around. He was a teacher in the medical school of a university. He was 29 years old and his name was Murong Wan. He looked so gentle and lovely as his name. He didn't look like a woman in her thirties. He looked at most 25 years old.

The man smiled. His voice was deep, thick and magnetic. "Good teacher Murong."

Murong Wan smiled back at him. "Hello, Professor Nie. I heard you have a lecture this afternoon. Is it true? I want to listen to it, but they say the time is uncertain."

"At 3:30 p.m., classroom 203."

"OK, I'll be there this afternoon."

Nie TingYang nodded slightly and said nothing more. The meaning was obvious. The conversation could be over.

But Murong Wan didn't seem to want to go and found a new topic. "Did I see a female student, Professor Nie's student just now?"

"My wife." Nie TingYang didn't hide anything. Murong Wan was the little granddaughter of Murong's father. Murong's family was also a big family in city A. in those years, the two old men sat together chatting and mistakenly ordered the mandarin duck spectrum, which almost brought him together with Murong Wan.

Murong Wanxi doesn't like Nie Huaze. Nie TingYang doesn't know, but he knows that the third child of his family likes Murong Wan, but after chasing for so many years, other girls don't spit out and don't know what it means.

At this moment, Murong Wan's face suddenly became a little ugly, smiled very unnaturally and said, "really? I don't know that Professor Nie was married."

"My wife is still young and still in school, so it's a hidden marriage. We'll have a wedding when she graduates."

"So it is. Congratulations to Professor Nie. I have a class later. Let's stop here today. Bye."

"Bye."

Murong Wan hurried away. Somehow, Nie TingYang felt that her steps were a little messy.

Looking sideways at Jiang Wenyang, the young man is still standing downstairs. He is really persistent. It seems that he needs to call his brother.

Jiang Wencheng looked at the incoming call number on his mobile phone, pressed the answer button on the screen with his fingers, clenched his teeth and said, "what's up!"

Nie TingYang frowned, "Wencheng, I admit I am responsible for Zishan's death, but it's her own choice. I don't want her to affect the feelings between our brothers."

"Do you know that you and I are brothers? When you knew I liked her, you took her away. After taking her away, you didn't treat her well and let her die with hatred. Now you talk about brotherhood with me. Do you deserve it?"

"Wen Cheng." Nie TingYang took a deep breath, "I don't want to quarrel with you. I just want to tell you, take care of Wen Yang and don't let him harass Yan Yan again. Yan Yan Yan and I are married."

Jiang Wencheng hung up directly and called Jiang Wenyang immediately.

When the mobile phone in his pocket rang, Jiang Wenyang knew that Nie TingYang, a despicable villain, must have sued him. When the mobile phone was taken out of his pocket, he looked at the number above, and he was more confident.

"Brother."

"Where are you now? If you still admit that I'm your brother, go home immediately! I'll tell you again, stay away from Yan Yan's woman!"

It's really that bastard's complaint!

Jiang Wenyang clutched the fingers of the mobile phone, his joints were white, and his face was tight. His facial features were distorted because of anger.

Among the three brothers and sisters, Erin has a bad temper, but he is very good to Jiang Wenyang and indulges him. However, Jiang Wencheng is different. He rarely gets angry, but once he gets angry, the consequences are very tragic. Once, Jiang Wenyang was beaten with a belt and was discharged from the hospital for many days.

Although Jiang Wenyang looks fearless, he is afraid of his brother in his heart.

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