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Chapter 593 Little Butterfly

Chapter 593 Little Butterfly

"Don't worry, Dad will always have you in his heart, and he won't blame you."

Zhou Yulan comforted.

Yes, Jiang Tianrui never got married because he loved his wife and waited for more than 20 years.

This resulted in the current weakness of the Jiang family, and they had to come up with a way for Lu Zhiwen to adopt him.

How could Leng Shuangning not know her man's thoughts?

She smiled bitterly and sighed, "Oh, let nature take its course!"

Zhou Yulan took Leng Shuangning's hand.

"Mom, my dad is so pitiful. He has been waiting for you for more than twenty years."

"Now that Qin Fan's affairs are covering up, no one would think that you and him would meet again here."

Leng Shuangning was startled. It seemed that what Zhou Yulan said made some sense.

She nodded helplessly, "Okay, let mom think about it carefully, and you can take a rest first."

She covered Zhou Yulan with a quilt and sat for a while before tiptoeing out.

She was thinking about something and subconsciously came to the living room.

Only then did he realize that Jiang Tianrui was the only one sitting there quietly in the living room in a daze.

Wang Yazhen, Phoenix Girl, and Xiao Wen didn't know where they had gone.

She didn't want to face Jiang Tianrui alone, so she quietly pulled back her feet, turned around and wanted to return to Zhou Yulan's bedroom again.

Haven't taken two steps yet.

Jiang Tianrui's voice came from behind, "Little butterfly! Is that you?"

Suddenly, this long-lost name seemed to come from the distant sky.

Leng Shuangning, even Suzaku, couldn't help but pause slightly and couldn't take a step forward.

"Little Butterfly, how long are you going to hide it?"

Jiang Tianrui said.

Leng Shuangning sighed secretly in her heart, what was supposed to come finally came.

She turned around and forced a smile, "Mr. Jiang, what did you say?"

Jiang Tianrui frowned slightly, but he wasn't angry at all, "Little Butterfly, although you have changed your name, you can't change your demeanor or tone."

"Why are you masked?

Why change the name?

Do you know that my child and I have been waiting for you for more than 20 years!"

Looking at Jiang Tianrui who was a little excited, the corners of Leng Shuangning's eyes became moist.

Her heart was filled with ups and downs, like a mess.

Today's reunion came too suddenly.

"Mr. Jiang, I don't know what you are talking about. You have the wrong person."

Leng Shuangning said cruelly.

"No, I won't admit my mistake. You are the little butterfly! You are Fang Jie!"

At this time, Leng Shuangning became determined.

She pulled off the veil on her face, and what caught Jiang Tianrui's eyes were countless scars.

Although those scars are no longer as hideous as earthworms, they are indeed beyond recognition.

Jiang Tianrui was stunned immediately. He had never imagined that what was behind the veil was so unbearable.

Leng Shuangning felt a pain in her heart when she saw Jiang Tianrui's horrified look.

She snorted coldly: "Mr. Jiang, now that you are satisfied, do you still think I am a little butterfly?"

With mixed feelings in her heart, she walked upstairs.

But at this moment, Jiang Tianrui's loud voice came from behind her again.

"Butterfly, late spring.

Gillian first wore light yellow clothes and leaned against the window to learn painting.

It's like seeing them among flowers, flying in pairs against each other.

Wiping the rouge with tears for no reason makes the wings hang down."

I heard Jiang Tianrui read this song "Butterfly, Butterfly" by Zhang Mi, a poet from the Tang Dynasty.

Leng Shuangning's footsteps seemed to be frozen, and her eyes slowly closed.

The tears couldn't stop anymore, they surged like spring water, and I started sobbing.

That poem was when she and Jiang Tianrui first met.

A poem that Jiang Tianrui often reads.

At that time, Fang Jie took Jiang Tianrui's identity into consideration and did not want to get involved with a member of the aristocratic family.

Jiang Tianrui used this poem to metaphorize his loneliness and being alone, not as good as a happy butterfly.

"Little Butterfly, how long are you going to hide from me?"

Jiang Tianrui said.

An old man in his sixties said the word "little butterfly".

There is no laughter, but it is so sincere, a wait that spans half a life.

This made Han Ling and the others who were hiding in the dark not only moved but also admired.

Jiang Tianrui was very sure that Leng Shuangning was the Fang Jie he had been waiting for.

He walked step by step behind Leng Shuangning and gently embraced him into his arms.

Leng Shuangning is the Suzaku in the shadow, but she is a woman with flesh and blood and emotions.

The sound of a small butterfly melted all the ice just like twenty years ago.

She turned around and hugged her husband, letting out the tears she had shed for more than twenty years.

"Tian Rui, please forgive me. It was my fault that I left you and Fan'er so cruelly."

Jiang Tianrui was also in tears, and his chin rubbed Leng Shuangning's forehead.

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you. You must have your difficulties and reasons."

"I...I'm already so ugly."

Leng Shuangning said.

"Well, we are all old. No matter how ugly you are, you still look young in my mind."

"What happened?

you tell me."

Jiang Tianrui asked.

Naturally, he wanted to know why his wife had not contacted her for so many years, why she was disfigured, and when he found Qin Fan.

There were too many whys filling his mind.

"Tian Rui, please don't ask me if I'm okay for now. Trust me, I have my own reasons. I love our Fan'er and our family."

"Okay, I won't ask, I won't ask."

Jiang Tianrui smiled bitterly, and he agreed again and again.

"Tian Rui, I promise you, after a few more months, Fan'er and I will go home together."

"I'll tell you everything then, okay?"

It wasn't that Leng Shuangning didn't want to say it, but that she didn't know how to explain it all to Jiang Tianrui.

It was clearly explained that he went to Japan for Qin Fei, but who was his original enemy?

Could it be that Jiang Tianrui was told that it was his sister Jiang Shiwen who harmed his family?

That would be a bigger blow to Jiang Tianrui, and I'm afraid it would lead to Jiang Tianrui's death.

The reason why Qin Fan hid many truths from his father.

It was also for the sake of my father's safety.

There is a Jiang Tianrui who knows nothing and a Jiang Tianrui who only knows medicine. Jiang Shiwen has no interest in paying attention to him.

Once Jiang Tianrui knows the truth, he will inevitably resist Lu Zhiwen's succession, and then bad luck will follow.

It's a pity that Jiang Tianrui couldn't understand Qin Fan and Leng Shuangning's painstaking efforts for a while.

"Okay, I don't ask anything, as long as you and Fan'er are safe."

Jiang Tianrui said.

At this time, Qin Fei and the others, who had been hiding secretly, came out.

Even Zhou Yulan came out of the room and stood in the corridor on the second floor.

Everyone's eyes were moist, happy and touched that their husband and wife were reunited.

Leng Shuangning quickly wiped away her tears and distanced herself from Jiang Tianrui a little embarrassedly.

But her hand was held tightly by Jiang Tianrui.

As if he was afraid that if he let go, the little butterfly in front of him would dance lightly again and fly away from him.

"Dad, Mother Leng, if Qin Fan sees him, he will definitely be very happy."

Zhou Yulan said.

Wang Yazhen wiped her tears with her hands.

"It's fine now. All we have to do is get Qin Fan back and your family will finally be reunited."

"Dad, mom has not contacted you all this time because of me."

Qin Fei said.

Jiang Tianrui thought of Qin Fan telling him about Qin Fei's disappearance since childhood, and also thought that Leng Shuangning was Qin Fei's teacher, both in Japan.

He somewhat understood, but also somewhat confused.

But Jiang Tianrui is Jiang Tianrui. He promised his wife not to ask anymore questions, and he will never ask again.

He waited for the day when his wife would solve the mystery for him in person.

At this moment, Xiaowen's cell phone rang again.

He opened it and saw that it was the 1775 number from the morning again. As soon as he pressed the answer button, the call was disconnected again.

"Hey, that's really strange. It's this number again. It rings two or three times and then goes off."

Xiaowen said.

"Brother Xiaowen, you'll know if you call me back."

Han Ling reminded.


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