Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

There were only a few sparse headlights left, and the light suddenly dimmed.

As soon as the announcer came onto the stage with the microphone, the audience fell silent for an instant.

"Dear heads and leaders, please take time out of your busy schedule to enjoy this unique cultural feast with us. Let us use our enthusiasm and talent to jointly interpret this beautiful moment."

"First of all, please allow me to introduce the heads and leaders attending the event..."

Shen Zhihuan was stunned.

Zhao Heping...

Looking at the person not far away who appeared N times in her dream, tears burst out of her eyes.

She had no idea what the people on the stage said behind the scenes.

The only words left in her mind were that face and Zhao Heping.

Zhao Heping...

Is this Zhao Heping her Zhao Heping?

Shen Zhihuan stared straight at the familiar back of his head.

Her mind had never been so confused.

God knows how much self-control it took for her to resist the urge to rush forward and ask what happened.

She kept mentally building herself up, maybe this was just a coincidence.

Just like Shen Jianguo...

But even so, it was difficult for her to take her eyes away from that back figure.

Tears fell down even more.

"Zhihuan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Rong Yueqin turned her head when she heard the sobbing, and her face immediately changed with fear.

"No!" Shen Zhihuan wiped the tears from his face and shook his head.

"How about I take you to the hospital to have a look! Your due date is coming soon, it's possible to do it earlier." As a doctor, Rong Yueqin naturally thinks more.

Her man arranged her here so that she could take care of this ancestor.

If something happened to this ancestor, she couldn't afford to pay for it with her life!

"Sister-in-law Rong, I'm really fine. I just thought about sad things and couldn't control my emotions. Don't worry! I won't make fun of the child in my belly." Shen Zhihuan explained in a low voice while wiping away tears.

"You are pregnant with a child now, so you can't be excited!" Rong Yueqin's eyes fell on Shen Zhihuan's face with a little scrutiny, as if she wanted to find the answer.

"I know." Shen Zhihuan also wanted to restrain himself, but his tears were like floods bursting out of a dam, uncontrollable at all.

"Zhihuan, if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me." Rong Yueqin warned worriedly.

Shen Zhihuan wiped away tears and nodded.

She has never cried like this since her grandparents died.

It's not that she is forbearing, but that no one can affect her emotions like this.

Rong Yueqin carefully observed Shen Zhihuan's reaction and made sure she was not feeling any discomfort before turning her attention to the stage.

After a burst of catharsis, Shen Zhihuan calmed down completely.

The person is there, yes or no, she will definitely figure it out.

When Su Ziyu came over to help her go backstage to prepare, he still noticed something strange about her.

"Daughter-in-law, who bullied you?" He lowered his eyes and looked at his young daughter-in-law's red and swollen eyes, and there was an unknown fire in his eyes.

"No!" Shen Zhihuan tried his best to smile.

"Are you sure?" Su Ziyu glanced at his young wife's eyes.

The little daughter-in-law's eyes were red and swollen, and she could tell she had just cried.

My little daughter-in-law’s mood has always been stable, and she can make her cry like this...

He really couldn't figure out the reason for a while.

"Really not!" Shen Zhihuan curled her lips and smiled at the man again.

This was not a good time to talk. If his wife didn't say anything, he wouldn't be able to keep asking.

When Su Ziyu helped his daughter-in-law to the backstage, a chorus had just ended.

Next comes a dance for two. The announcer announced the program, and the dancers immediately took to the stage.

When the staff backstage saw Su Ziyu personally escorting Shen Zhihuan backstage, they all exchanged secret glances.

"Brigadier Su really cares about his little wife!"

"If I want to marry such a beautiful little wife, I care more about her than Brigadier Su."

"You?!" Everyone scorned, "You don't want to show off your own virtue by soaking in urine. It would be great if you can marry a wife, and you want to marry a beautiful wife."

"Just open your mouth and talk nonsense! If Brigadier Su finds out, see if he can skin you." Someone else snorted coldly.

Dare to make fun of Brigadier Su's little wife, he thinks he really doesn't want to live anymore.

"I was just kidding." The man was immediately frightened.

Brigadier Su repairs people, but he is not a heavy person.

And Yu Jingyan, that "little bully"...

Thinking of the previous sparring between the two, the man's legs were trembling.

"Weren't you quite capable just now? Why are you so timid?" Someone glanced at the man's legs that were shaking like chaff and smiled.

"Brother, please stop teasing me." The man was almost crying.

He was just addicted to talking.

Missing Brigadier Su's little wife, he died.

Seeing that someone wanted to say something, the person took a peek at the two people standing next to the curtain and bowed his hands to everyone.

"Brother, please show mercy. I'll treat you to a restaurant next time."

"That's pretty much it!" Everyone was satisfied.

"Why are you still standing here? Didn't you see it was about to end on stage?" A man came out of the control room backstage and shouted at the staff.

The people who were laughing and playing dispersed in an instant.

As soon as the dancers stepped off the stage, the announcer immediately introduced that the next performance was a dulcimer solo.

As soon as the introduction was completed, the backstage staff carried the dulcimer to the center of the stage.

Mr. Zhao looked at the dulcimer in the center of the stage, his eyes brightening slightly.

Behind the curtain, Shen Zhihuan took off the bright red down jacket. Inside was a white sweater with simple and elegant lines. The lace design on the neckline had a strong artistic sense. Although the size was loose, it was very fashionable.

Paired with maroon corduroy overalls, it looks playful and cute.

If it weren't for the high bulge in her lower abdomen, she would have thought that a little girl from some family had gone up.

"Is this your little granddaughter?" Mr. Zhao pointed at Shen Zhihuan on the stage and asked Mr. Shen beside him.

"Beautiful, right?!" Mr. Shen looked arrogant.

"Beautiful!" Mr. Zhao nodded.

"My dear granddaughter not only knows the dulcimer, but also the guitar, she can also play chess, and she can also speak foreign languages. Last time experts from country M came over, she helped translate." Mr. Shen became more and more proud as he talked.

"My good granddaughter can also cook." Mr. Chu added.

"I know, you don't have to tell me, why can't my good granddaughter know this?" Mr. Shen glanced at Mr. Chu beside him.

He looked like he was too talkative.

"Old Shen, do you want to quarrel?" Mr. Chu was unhappy.

I think back then, it was he who coaxed his good granddaughter first...

This shameless guy will tear down the bridge after crossing the river.

Mr. Zhao pursed his lips.

What can't you do? !

Don't be afraid of the wind blowing your tongue.

He has seen many of his daughters, daughters, and grandchildren, but this is the first time that Mr. Shen has praised them like this.