"You don't need to warn me, how should I discipline my woman!" The cold eyes seemed to be mixed with dove poison, making people afraid to look directly at her. Nangong Han pulled Xiang Yimo's arm and walked towards her.
"Let me go, Chu Zhanjin and I are just chatting." Xiang Yimo knew that he was angry and tried his best to explain.
Nangong Han strode forward, his thin lips as sharp as a chip, "Let's talk, when do you need a hug?"
"He hugged me from behind and I couldn't get away."
"Aren't you very powerful? Why can't you beat a drunk man? Are you wearing my wedding ring and kissing me with your first love? It feels so special?"
"Anyway, I have been rejecting him, believe it or not!"
"Why, you are showing off to me that you are infinitely charming. Men go crazy when they see you, and they can't get rid of you!"
"I wasn't jealous when Shen Mengni pestered you! Why are you trying to get into trouble!"
"I'm not tolerant enough to allow my wife to be a cuckold for me!"
Walking to the door of the hotel, the moist evening wind blew, although it was mixed with the smell of spring, it was still biting to the bone.
"Get in the car!" Nangong Han opened the door of the passenger seat, pushed her in, immediately went around to the other side, got into the car, and started the engine.
"How can you believe that Chu Zhanjin and I are in the past tense and will never have anything to do with each other again."
Nangong Han remained silent, with a suppressed anger, his cold black eyes stared straight ahead, and he stepped on the accelerator, making a rumbling sound from the motor, as if it was the roar he had unleashed.
He remained silent and was questioned and scolded, which was even more horrifying. A sense of anger simmered in his heart, accumulating more and more. When he couldn't bear it anymore and burst out at once, it was a huge lethal force, often injuring people. He will hurt the people closest to him, and at the same time, he will also hurt himself.
The calm air was filled with anger. Xiang Yimo knew that no matter how she explained, Nangong Han would not believe her, so she chose to remain silent, turning her head to the other side, looking out the window at the passing street scene. His face was stunned.
The speed of the car was getting faster and faster, and the strong wind slapped the car glass.
Did Xiang Yimo seduce Chu Zhanjin? He was the one who kept pestering her, holding her so tightly that a weak woman like her couldn't break free.
For this woman, Nangong Han tried his best for the first time, caring about her, pleasing her, and loving her, but what about her? She had just accepted his proposal and fell into the arms of other men in the blink of an eye. How could his self-esteem endure this? Being trampled!
The two people were angry with each other, tugging at each other's hearts with silent indifference.
There was a chill on the damp and cold ground. Masako squatted on the ground, but she didn't feel the chill at all. Perhaps, she had long been accustomed to enduring the cold and Chu Zhanjin's ruthless chill.
"Get up!" Masako bit her lip, swallowed her sorrow, and helped Chu Zhanjin up from the ground.
"Do you tube!"
The drunken Chu Zhanjin pushed Masako away, "Can you please stop pestering me? What's so good about me!"
Masako put her hands on the ground, tears rolling down, like pearls with broken strings, she couldn't stop them, "Am I being mean? Four years ago, you saved me. At that moment, I was deeply moved.
I like you. Because I like you, I have to endure your indifference and the presence of other women in your heart. My self-esteem and my pride have long been trampled to the point where there is very little left. I humbly beg you for some mercy or sympathy.
, but you are so stingy, you are not even willing to give me a smile..." Masako's voice became more and more choked, and she poured out all the bitterness in her heart, and asked him hoarsely, "Why! What on earth do I do?
What went wrong? What did I do wrong to make you treat me like this? Am I so worthless in your eyes? Do I have to be so humble in order to love you? "
"You are not wrong, the only fault is that you let me know Xiang Yimo first." Chu Zhanjin lowered his head, his hoarse voice revealed a trace of helplessness and a trace of sadness, and finally melted in the humid air, like a cry
The sigh drifted away silently.
"Is this fair to me? Is it fair to our children? Why is it so painful to love someone?" Masako's face was full of tears, and she stared at Chu Zhanjin with watery eyes, questioning her word by word, word by word.
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"I'm sorry!" Apart from these words, Chu Zhanjin didn't know what to say to comfort her.
If you say something against her will to comfort her and give her hope, but it is shattered in the end, wouldn't it cause secondary harm to her?
"I don't need your apology! Don't tie yourself up so tightly, leave some space and let me get close, okay?"
"Since loving me makes you so hard, why do you still choose me? Maybe another man can give you real happiness!"
Masako flew into his arms and hugged him tightly, "Without you, my life will not be complete. I would rather keep you by my side than accept other men with a fake smile!"
Nangong Han disappeared, and the guests also lost interest and left one after another. A group of people walked out of the banquet hall and saw the people falling to the ground and hugging each other under the dim light. They all covered their mouths and snickered.
"Hahaha... I said where have you been? It turns out that this young couple is here making love to each other!"
"I'm getting married tomorrow, and I'm still so impatient."
"Like knees, newlyweds are different."
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Listening to the laughter, Masako's heart filled with bitter juice, if only he had told them what he said.
"Stop crying, your eyes are swollen from crying, and you won't be pretty as a bride tomorrow." Chu Zhanjin stared at her moist, red and swollen eyes and said.
Masako was stunned. Is this considered concern?
Although it took a lot of digging to understand the concern, it still made her burst into tears and put a smile on her face.
Masako quickly wiped away the tears on her face. No matter how embarrassed she was in front of her beloved, she was still a proud and beautiful peacock in front of others.
"Jin, time will slowly dilute everything. I don't ask you to forget her, but I hope you will slowly accept me. Let's work together to give the baby a warm home, okay?"
"Yeah!" Chu Zhanjin no longer has love, and all that remains is responsibility.