"You have a delicate body and a delicate body, so you can't sleep on the floor. It doesn't matter. I have thick skin and rough flesh, so I'll sleep!" She glanced up at him, shook off his hand and hummed.

Since he has decided to divorce her, it would be somewhat inappropriate to sleep together again...

"The ground is so ice!" he scolded.

"Ice is ice, just freeze to death." She pouted her red lips and said angrily.

Rong was speechless.

She threw the quilt and pillow on the ground, propped her chin up and glared at him, "Rong Shi, let me tell you, there is no divorce between us, only widowhood!"

"..."

"I don't want you to die, so I'll freeze to death myself in the head office!"

She said I couldn't bear to let you die...

These words were like a pebble hitting the man's heart, causing ripples.

"What nonsense are you talking about?! You are so damned! I see you are really itchy!" He shouted, throwing all the quilts and pillows on the floor back onto the bed.

Jiang Nanxing's nose felt sour when he heard the concern that naturally showed in the man's words.

Uncomfortable.

If it weren't for Sichun, they would actually be a very loving couple.

After three years of marriage, he is a qualified husband. He loves her, dotes on her, accommodates her, and even tolerates her naughtiness and occasional unreasonable troubles.

She originally thought that they would stay like this until they grow old, but she never imagined that happiness would be so short-lived.

Feeling that her mood suddenly dropped, Rong Shi frowned, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay!" She lowered her head and muttered.

He wanted to look down at her.

Unexpectedly, she turned around first and quickly walked back to the bed, not letting him see her already red eyes.

Then she fell heavily on the bed, turned her back to him, and covered her head to her feet with the quilt.

She was like an injured little hedgehog, hiding herself under the quilt and licking the wound secretly...

When Rong Shi saw this, his heart twitched slightly.

He felt her loneliness and sadness.

There was a trace of guilt in his heart. It was true that he wanted a divorce, but he didn't want to hurt her.

After all, after three years of marriage, she had given him a lot of happiness.

Both physically and mentally!

Lying down gently next to the little woman, he tentatively pulled away her quilt, but the next second he was violently pulled back by her...

He looks like "don't touch me"!

Rong was speechless.

I couldn't help but think to myself, with her bad temper, who else but him could stand her?

If she wants to remarry in the future, will she be able to find a man as tolerant of her as he is?

remarry……

Rong Shi frowned hard, suddenly feeling that these two words made people very uncomfortable.

…

Late at night.

Rong Shi and Jiang Nanxing were woken up by the ringing of their mobile phones.

When Rong Shi turned on the desk lamp, Jiang Nanxing also opened his sleepy eyes.

The lights suddenly turned on and the two looked at each other.

Then they discovered that they had hugged each other unknowingly after falling asleep.

After three years of sleeping together, they had already developed the habit of sleeping next to each other.

But now that he insists on divorce, it seems a little inappropriate for them to be so close...

But even though he knew it was inappropriate, no one pushed him away first.

It seems that no one wants to break the warmth of this moment...

But the disturbing ringtone kept ringing relentlessly, and Rong Shi had no choice but to pick up the cell phone on the bedside table to answer it.

"Mr. Rong, can you come over here? Miss, she is in very bad condition right now..."

As soon as the call was connected, an anxious female voice came from the other end.

She is a servant of Sichun's family.

Rong Shi immediately let go of Jiang Nanxing and stood up, "Take care of her, I'll be there soon!"

Jiang Nanxing looked at the obvious worry in Rong Shi's eyes, and his heart was split open and bleeding...

The warmth of the previous moment was gone in an instant.

"Rong Shi!"

Seeing that he hung up the phone and started to get dressed, she was so angry that all her sleep disappeared, and she sat up and glared at him.

"Something happened over there, Xiaochun, I have to go there."

"Rong Shi, how dare you try to leave!" she shouted angrily and sharply.

Rong Shi's hand just paused for a moment and then continued to button the buttons, saying coldly: "Something happened to Xiaochun!"

Although the call was from a servant, Si Chun's crying still crawled along the phone line and reached his ears.

Jiang Nanxing naturally heard it too.

She was deeply disdainful.

Pretending to be soft and weak is Sichun's usual tactic, and only a blind man like Rong Shi can't see through it!

His heartache for Si Chun in his words hurt her deeply, and she was so hurt and angry that her eyes filled with mist, and she blurted out the angry words, "Rong Shi, if you dare to go out here today, I will tell grandpa!!"

"

As soon as these words came out, the air froze.

Rong Shi's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Threaten him?

Doesn't she know that what he hates most in his life is being threatened?

"what ever!"

He stood by the bed and stared at her, while tying his tie skillfully, he uttered two words coldly.

After saying that, he opened the door and left.

Jiang Nanxing bit her lip hard, her eyes turned red and her heart twitched violently.

pain!

She tried her best to endure it, but the more she endured, the more painful it became...

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she threw herself on the bed and let her tears flow into the pillow.

Within a few seconds, she got up again and wiped the tears from her face, scolding herself, "Why are you crying?! What's there to cry about? He's just a stinky man! Jiang Nanxing, can you be a bit promising? Can you?

?!"

But the more he scolded me, the more tears he shed.

No, she doesn't want to make a fortune...

She just wants him!

…

Jingle bells.

As soon as the doorbell rang, the door opened from the inside.

"Mr. Rong." Aunt Li called out respectfully.

"Where's the lady?" Rong Shi entered the room and asked.

"In the room."

Rong Shi walked straight towards Si Chun's bedroom.

The lights in the bedroom were dim, and Sichun was curled up in the quilt, shivering.

"Xiao Chun." Rong Shi sat down by the bed and reached out to check on her condition.

"Ah...don't touch me!"
To be continued...