Jiang Xiyan accompanied Wen Weichen in France. After wearing the prosthesis, Wen Weichen still had discomfort in moving, especially when exercising and walking, the pain of foreign objects rubbing against each other would make a grown man shed tears.
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Jiang Xiyan saw it in her eyes and felt pain in her heart. Apart from accompanying her every day, she didn't know what to say to comfort this man.
On the weekend, Wen Weichen was invited to attend a friend's wedding.
The seaside surrounded by flowers is a romantic country. With the blessings of relatives and friends and the witness of the pastor, the newlyweds are happily married.
Looking at the newlyweds, Wen Weichen felt helpless for the first time. His eyes drifted to Jiang Xiyan in a white dress in the distance. He always hoped that his efforts would be seen by this woman, but in the end, even if
Now he has lost a leg, but in her eyes, Wen Weichen can only be a relative forever.
"Wei Chen, there are some drawings in my studio that I need to revise tonight. Maybe I will go back late. You should stay at home and call me if you need anything." Jiang Xiyan just received the call.
After a phone call, it seems that I have to work all night again tonight.
Wen Weichen handed the juice in the wine to Jiang Xiyan and nodded in agreement.
"Come back early in the evening. You will never finish your work. You should pay more attention to your body." Wen Weichen straightened Jiang Xiyan's shawl. Although he was not feeling well, he never stopped caring about Jiang Xiyan.
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After the wedding ceremony of the couple was over, the interesting wedding ceremony followed. Because the groom was from China and most of his relatives and friends were from China, we still chose a traditional wedding.
Wen Weichen took Jiang Xiyan and left the hotel early because of inconvenience in his legs and feet.
On the way, Jiang Xiyan's cell phone rang, and she looked at the phone number on it. The only person calling at this time was Nangong Yue, a little girl. Recently, she was busy doing rehabilitation exercises with Wen Weichen, and she actually forgot about her.
"Yueyue, why don't you rest at this late hour?"
When Nangong Yue heard Jiang Xiyan's words, she couldn't help crying: "Mommy, when will you come back? Daddy is about to be taken away."
Jiang Xiyan was a little confused when she heard this: "What's wrong? Didn't Daddy go on a business trip abroad?"
"I came back yesterday with that woman. I hate her because she caused Wei Chen's father to get hurt." Nangong Yue was a little unhappy. She went into Jiang Xiyan's original bedroom and made a phone call while she was sleeping.
When Jiang Xiyan heard such news, she was speechless. She really couldn't understand the reason why Nangong Ling did these things now. Why does this man love her? Are they together just to show Nangong Yue a look?
A complete home?
"Yueyue, it's getting late now, you should go to bed."
Nangong Yue was unhappy, dissatisfied with Nangong Ling's attitude, and now she was also dissatisfied with Jiang Xiyan's attitude. She was always afraid of losing either of them, but the two of them didn't seem to think so at all.
Without even saying a simple goodbye, Nangong Yue hung up the phone, opened the door and went back to her bedroom to sleep.
"Did something happen in Dongcheng? How about you go back first?" Wen Weichen looked at Jiang Xiyan who was restless. She must have been worried about Yueyue's call just now.
Jiang Xiyan shook her head. Her relationship with Nangong Ling was unclear. Although Nangong Ling recognized Nangong Yue, her identity could only be said to be that she lived with Nangong Ling.
When Wen Weichen saw Jiang Xiyan who didn't want to talk, he no longer forced her to express her unhappiness. After asking the driver to take Jiang Xiyan to the studio, Wen Weichen did not go home, but went to the company to handle some recent matters.
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Jiang Xiyan forgets time when she works. Apart from feelings, work is everything to her. When a person is frustrated, having a job to support herself is not a bad plan.
Night began to fall outside the window, and an employee in the studio ordered a fast food for Jiang Xiyan and left.
Jiang Xiyan was busy with the work at hand and not very interested in food. She clicked around with the mouse and stared at the computer without moving.
Finally, after a picture was finished, a smile appeared on Jiang Xiyan's face. Looking at her results, she felt a sense of joyful satisfaction.
I got up and went to the tea room to make myself a cup of coffee. I walked to the window and looked at the night sky outside. There was a time gap between here and Dongcheng, but I still breathed the breath of the same earth.
But at this time, Nangong Ling didn't know if he would think of someone in other countries who missed him so much.
"Ling, if you love me, please tell me and let me understand your love, so that I can give myself the courage to move forward with your love. If I don't love you, I hope you can let go of my hand as soon as possible.
, let me decide my heart once and for all.”
Facing the night sky, Jiang Xiyan smiled. Although feelings are sometimes too hurtful, it is precisely because of the support of feelings that they can taste all the joys, sorrows and joys of the world.
I looked at the time on my wrist and saw that in another hour, the dawn sun would rise from the direction outside the window.
Turning around and tidying up her studio, Jiang Xiyan picked up her bag, opened the door and was about to leave, but unexpectedly, the man who appeared outside the door startled her.
"Why are you here?"
"I miss you. I miss you every moment. I haven't seen you during this time. I couldn't help but come here to look for you right after I returned home." Nangong Ling held Jiang Xiyan in his arms.
The real feeling makes him comfortable.
"But, you still have a job and Yueyue at home, wouldn't she be angry if you came here like this?" Jiang Xiyan asked, but she was already happy in her heart.
"I can't control that much, Xi'er, let's get married after returning to China."
Nangong Ling stared into Jiang Xiyan's eyes, and until Jiang Xiyan nodded obediently, he couldn't wait to press his lips on Jiang Xiyan's lips.
The two of them kissed selflessly, and their breathing gradually became irregular.
Jiang Xiyan closed her eyes, holding Nangong Ling's back with both hands, and she responded eagerly.
Suddenly, Nangong Ling picked up Jiang Xiyan and left the studio and entered the elevator.
The car downstairs was parked at the door. Nangong Ling ignored Jiang Xiyan's questioning, put her directly into his car, and drove towards the nearest hotel.
In the lobby of the hotel, Nangong Linghou hurriedly threw a wad of US dollars in his wallet behind the bar, took Jiang Xiyan's hand and ran to the floor told by the waiter.
Along the way, the two of them ran, but Jiang Xiyan behind them secretly covered her mouth and smiled.
Now this feeling reminded Jiang Xiyan of the scene she saw on TV, which seemed to be the tension of an affair, which made her little heart start to beat wildly.