582. Chapter 582 He is the big tree in her heart! 11
Coupled with the worry and guilt I had felt before, I was even more angry now. Without thinking, I raised my hand and punched Tang Qianrong in the chest.
Tang Qianrong was caught off guard, but he couldn't lift his other hand due to the injury. The fist hit him on the chest. Tang Qianrong's body had been weak these past few days, and after being hit hard by her, his whole body was completely shaken.
He couldn't help but cough.
An Jingxing thought Tang Qianrong was pretending to be ill at first, but now that he saw that his face was as pale as a piece of paper, her heartbeat stopped, and she immediately stopped and squatted down to check his injuries.
If it weren't for the little nurse who just came in, Tang Qianrong wouldn't have known that An Jingxing would come here. He didn't want her to know about his injuries because he was afraid she would feel guilty. He knew this little woman better than anyone else.
He seems heartless and will become hysterical when angry, but deep down in his heart he never hates someone easily.
Lei Aotian did such an outrageous thing, but she didn't even have the heart to hate him, let alone herself?
So he originally planned to see her again after his wound healed, but, I have to say, it felt really good to see her here right now.
The corner of his mouth couldn't help but bring up a smile. He took An Jingxing's body into his arms, rested his chin on the top of her head, closed his eyes slightly, and breathed a long sigh of relief, "I'm sorry, because I hurt you before, this sentence
I always wanted to say it, but I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to forgive me, so I had to use lies to create another version of myself to get closer to you, An Jingxing. During those ten months, I was indeed a bastard. I forced you to give birth to Le Zhen.
, I didn’t even let you take good care of your body, and even let you be sold to Thailand, but none of this was my original intention. I didn’t expect An Jinmu would do so brilliantly."
Tang Qianrong's voice was not loud, but it came from the heart.
He had thought about such words thousands of times in his heart before, but when it came to this moment, all the words he had planned seemed to have evaporated, and he could only use the clumsiest and most primitive way of speaking.
Ask for her forgiveness.
He wasn't sure how likely this method would be to win, but he wanted to give it a try...
Being held in Tang Qianrong's arms, An Jingxing clearly felt that he only used his left hand. When she looked along his right arm, the sight in front of her shocked her. The man's hand was wrapped in thick gauze.
It was covered with blood-red color, and except for the thumb, the other fingers were almost invisible.
The man's right hand was placed there motionless...the stiff posture was very wrong.
This reminded An Jingxing of the case she had just seen at the nurse's station. Her brows were tightly knitted, and tears could not help but well up in her eyes. She clutched the clothes on the man's chest tightly and kept talking for a long time.
Speechless.
How could this man make himself feel distressed like this?
Sorry, what did An Jinmu do have to do with him?
His sorry was so deep and heavy. Even she could feel the sudden relief on his face the moment he said it. He must have been carrying this guilt for a long, long time. After all, hiding a secret is not a big deal.
Easy thing.
"What An Jinmu did has nothing to do with you. You don't have to feel guilty about it. It's me who should say sorry. I'm sorry for what An Jinmu did before..."
