Don't ask him if he asked for directions along the way. He didn't need to. Even though he hadn't seen her in three years, the road from Jiayu International to the prison had been almost run over by his Aston Martin.
It's almost dented with a tire mark.
He drove the car into the wormwood on the roadside.
He watched her come out quietly. Not only was she too far away, but she had really lost her human shape. It was hard for him to imagine the tiny woman standing outside the blue iron door who would fall to the ground if the wind didn't blow.
,is her.
It's a bit hard to accept.
His eyes hurt, and his internal organs were twitching. His pale and slender index finger pressed one part after another, trying to figure out which internal organ was causing him such colic.
But in the end it was fruitless.
Like a stomach, like a heart, more like lungs.
It turns out it hurts everywhere.
She was unsteady on her feet and walked like a mechanical doll. She took two steps and paused. She was crooked and would fall towards the ground if she was not in the right way.
Ling Yansen's left hand had been holding the car door handle tightly, maintaining a posture that would prevent it from being opened. There was no one around. If she really fell, he was sure that he would run out and help her up.
But in the end, this secret and humble wish failed to come true.
Because that man Jiang Henhan appeared.
He saw Ah Wu, who had only belonged to him, crying so hard in the arms of another strange man. Her five fingers, as thin and white as bamboo shoots, were clinging to Jiang Henhan's shoulders, like clinging to a driftwood.
Ling Yansen closed his eyes heavily, feeling a sense of suffocation coming from the top of his head. He thought that the old car must be too small to fit him, so he was suffocating.
The black Mercedes-Benz quickly turned into a small dot in the field of vision.
Ling Yansen stared blankly at the yellow dust rolled up on the road for a long time.
Finally, the ringtone of his cell phone woke him up.
"Sir, Miss Man is now at Walker International Wedding Photography Center. The photographers are ready and Miss Man has put on her makeup. She asked me to ask you, when can you arrive?"
Ling Yansen closed his eyes, hiding his fragmented eyes that were broken down by the sunlight. His handsome and deep features were as heavy as an iceberg and would not melt.
The housekeeper waited for a long time, and Miss Man's thousands-watt gaze could tear out his heart. He had no choice but to ask again, "Sir? Miss Man..."
"Tell her I'm not free."
"But sir, Miss Man..."
Snapped--
The housekeeper put away the phone tremblingly and turned around. Sure enough, Miss Man's face turned gloomy, and her exquisite makeup could not hide the coldness in her eyes. "He can't tell?"
"Sir said he was not available."
"Oh." Although she responded like this, the beautiful rose petals in her hand were quickly crushed into pieces.
The cameraman and manager were waiting on the side. The housekeeper saw Xiao Man sitting on the sofa solemnly without saying a word. He looked at A Qing, who had a serious face and did not speak. The housekeeper was sweating profusely.
, but had no choice but to step forward and ask softly, "Miss Man, do you still want to take these wedding photos?"
Xiao Manyin raised his head when he heard the sound, and glanced at the housekeeper with his cold eyes. He raised his face, with full red cheeks and a gentle smile. He sighed at the manager, "My man is so busy every day. Look, this is not even happening."
I can’t spare any time at all.”
The implication is obvious.
The manager is also a good person. Although it takes a lot of effort, who made her the current wife of the president of Jiayu International? She cannot be offended...
"It's okay, it's okay. Mr. Ling has a lot of things to do, so that's understandable."
"Then I'm sorry." Xiao Manyin raised her head arrogantly and told Ah Qing, "Ask them to come over and remove my makeup."
****
The Mercedes-Benz was driving on the national highway at a neither fast nor slow speed.
Jiang Henhan turned his head from time to time to look at Qing Wu, who was sitting quietly next to him. Although seeing her once a week had become a habit for three years, and it had indeed shortened the distance between him and her, he was very powerless. After three years,
, she always refused to enter her heart.
Maybe the blow back then was so great that she could no longer trust anyone. Jiang Henhan told himself over and over again that if he liked her, he should consider everything for her, protect her, give her stability, and never force her.
"By the way, have you decided where to live next? If there is no room, my home is very big. Besides, my mother always asks about you. Yesterday she told me that she must bring you home today to have a try.
What about her craftsmanship?"
Qingwu didn't speak for a long time.
She was a little embarrassed. She knew in her heart that Jiang Henhan had good intentions and he was really a good person, but no one would welcome a prisoner who had just been released from prison, especially since his father was a government cadre, so he was even more taboo about this.
"No, it's very troublesome, auntie. I own a house. Ling Yansen gave me several properties when we divorced, so I don't have to worry about having no place to live." Qing Wu was extremely grateful to Jiang Henhan in her heart. Because of this, she didn't want to go to the house again and again.
Trouble him, hurt him.
When Jiang Henhan heard her words, she instinctively frowned. Her temperament meant that even if she died, she would not live in the house Ling Yansen gave her. Although she looked dull, she was extremely stubborn. Because of this stubbornness
, how many losses has she suffered?
"Qingwu, don't worry about it. I'm letting you stay at my house just as a friend. I'll help you if you have any difficulties. Wouldn't it be nice to move out after you find a house?"
"It's really not necessary, Jiang Henhan, I understand what you mean, but I really have a place to live. I moved out from home alone when I was in college. I saved money to buy a one-bedroom apartment.
, I shared a house with Lin Yan and later she moved out due to job transfer, and I got married to Ling Yansen, so the house has been vacant. I can just go back there, I have everything at home."
"Really?"
"If you don't believe me, send me outside the community and I'll point it out to you." Qing Wu had a good temper, turned around and gave a rare shrug to Jiang Henhan.
Jiang Henhan smiled helplessly, "Then, I can always buy a piece of tofu with you to get rid of bad luck, have a meal or something, and it won't be too late if you drive me away, right?"
"What are you saying? How could I be in a hurry to drive you away? It's just that I have been troublesome for you for three years, even in prison. Thanks to you taking care of me, I can live a more comfortable life than ordinary prisoners. To be honest, I really don't know
How can I thank you enough."
Qingwu sighed softly, and couldn't help but feel the pressure coming on her. She had nothing now, and her only purpose for the rest of her life was to seize custody of Duoduo. She couldn't think about anything else, and she didn't want anything else.
Turning around, the man driving the car was attentive, with deep brows and a sharp profile. He was an extremely handsome man with a very kind heart and a strong sense of justice. Such a good man should not be matched by a stained woman like her. More
What's more, she has been drained of her inner being, and is no different from a walking zombie, unable to love others.