Sweet wife is hard to spoil: Husband, I want to return it

Chapter 527 When the funeral is in progress 3
He Shiwen who walked in side by side with Mu Suhang happened to hear their conversation.

The body suddenly froze in place.

Big tears rolled down from her eyes.

The previous period of captivity made her lose a lot of weight, her face was morbidly pale, and her round cheeks completely collapsed, making her eyes bigger and darker, but at the moment, there are Tears of grief.

"Daughter-in-law," Mu Suhang held her in his arms distressedly, "Cry if you want!"

The words of consolation turned into indulgence like pampering.

With the relationship between her and Ruohuan, it is obviously unrealistic for her not to be sad or cry.

Rather than letting her suppress her emotions in her heart, it is better to let her vent all at once.

The sadness that had been held back for a long time finally turned into tears and completely vented at this moment.

"Woooooooo..."

Lying in Mu Suhang's arms, she couldn't help crying.

His body trembled from crying.

Mu Suhang hugged her worriedly, and kept walking along for her.

"Why? Why? Why?" She grabbed Mu Suhang's clothes with one hand, and clenched her fist with the other as she kept beating his chest, "Didn't you say that she wanted to come and see me? Why? Why be good Suddenly something will happen? Aren't you all by her side? Why are you all standing here, but she is gone? Why?"

She was crying out of breath.

The two men who were talking inside suddenly turned their heads away in tacit understanding when they heard her crying, their eyes were red, and they were silent and did not speak.

Listen to her questioning one after another.

Xia Yan stared at her with reddened eyes, his hands hanging by his sides clenched into fists, his body trembling slightly.

Mu Suhang, who was holding her tightly in his arms, turned his head as if he had sensed it, met his cold eyes suddenly, and couldn't help being stunned.

In an instant, he suddenly remembered that Ruohuan's accident, besides Xiaoyan being entangled with Xia's mother and daughter, was the most important reason because she was in a hurry to see Shiwen.

If it weren't for this, with Xia Yan's personality, she would definitely not let her go easily and leave her alone.

But he dared not tell the reason to the woman in her arms.

He was afraid that with her current body, she would not be able to bear such a great sorrow.

He was even more afraid that Xiaoyan would say this willingly regardless.

Call him selfish or cold-blooded.

Anyway, he didn't want his daughter-in-law to bear such heavy shackles.

The dead are gone.

They should not have sent more living people into a hell of pain.

In order to protect the woman in his arms, he turned his body slightly to one side so that she could avoid Xiao Yan's cannibalistic eyes. At the same time, he kept begging Xia Yan with his eyes.

Xia Yan still stared at He Shiwen in his arms as if she didn't see it.

Suddenly, his body moved slightly and walked towards them.

Seeing him approaching this way step by step, Mu Suhang's cheeks were tinged with anxiety, more of it was fear.

"Boss..."

Leng Yao was startled suddenly, as if he had just reacted, he reached out and grabbed Xia Yan, covered his mouth with quick eyes and hands, dragged him to the kitchen in the back room, and closed the kitchen door smoothly.

The moment he let go, he punched him hard in the face.

"Xia Yan, wake me up!"

Xia Yan took a step back and reached out to caress his swollen face, "Could it be that I'm not awake enough?"

"You have to be sober, what did you want to do to He Shiwen just now? What did you want to say to her?" Leng Yao said with a cold face, pointing out the door, "Didn't you see that Su Hang's face turned pale with fright?" ? I can tolerate you venting your sadness and self-blame on me or Su Hang, or others, but she can't."

Xia Yan lowered his head slightly, his messy hair drooped from his forehead, making his handsome face with many vicissitudes even more gloomy.

He pursed his lips tightly, revealing the unwillingness in his heart.

But he remained silent.

"She is not only your brother's favorite woman, but also her best friend, or her..."

Leng Yao raised his head and looked at the ceiling above his head. The glare of the light made him close his eyes subconsciously and take a deep breath. The slightly choked voice sounded hollow as if it came from a distant outer space, extremely ethereal and strange. It was true, but it exploded in Xia Yan's mind like a thunderbolt.

"It's still the person she knew there was a trap ahead of her, but she still had no hesitation in trying to save him."

"..."

Xia Yan's body trembled slightly, his hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists, he turned around abruptly and slammed it on the glass cabinet behind him fiercely, warm blood shot out along with the broken glass like a fountain to all around.

Looking at his bloody hands, Leng Yao's pupils darkened a little, and he turned his head slightly, as if he couldn't bear to see his current appearance.

"She also suffered a lot during the confinement some time ago. She didn't feel sorry for Ruohuan. If she wants to blame you, blame me. It's my fault!"

"It's all my fault." Leng Yao whispered.

"Yes, it's your fault."

The door of the kitchen was suddenly opened, and Lu Jingwen rushed in from the outside, and slammed it down on his face.

Before he was unprepared, Leng Yao stepped back several steps and bumped into Xia Yan's body.

But Lu Jingwen didn't let him go, but rushed over after him, punching Leng Yao's face with his huge fist, and warm blood flowed down from his nose in an instant.

"What did you promise me at the beginning? You said that you would protect her and never let her get hurt again, but now?"

"Where is the person? I ask you, where is her person?"

"enough."

Lu Wenxuan, who was standing at the door of the kitchen, saw that he was almost venting, so he stepped forward and grabbed the fist he was about to drop, "I've said enough."

"not enough!"

Lu Jingwen stared at Xia Yan and Leng Yao fiercely, "Is Ruohuan's life worth these two punches?"

"If you kill them, will Ruohuan come back?"

Lu Wenxuan grabbed his hand, his cold eyes fell on the two who never turned back, "Every time you punch them, the guilt in their hearts will be less, you can't vent for yourself , to make them feel better."

Older gingers are more spicy.

Lu Wenxuan almost saw through their purpose.

Only then did Lu Jingwen stop venting in time.

They wanted to feel better by being beaten, but he didn't!
He just wants to make them carry guilt and self-blame in their hearts for the rest of their lives. This is the punishment they deserve for breaking their promises.

There are smart people present.

Lu Jingwen, who was dazzled by anger, took his hand back in time after being instructed by him, "Yes, I can't let your conspiracy succeed just because of a momentary impulse, I want you to carry your love for her all your life. Guilt and self-blame, remember, she was killed by you!"

(End of this chapter)