Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 189 I am the saddest bride in the world

Tong Junhao's face darkened, which means that men can hear clearly, and Nan Jin's beauty is obvious to all.

"Damn it!" He clenched his fist heavily. If he hadn't worried that this was Nan Jin's former home, he might have hit the coffee table with this fist.

Tong Ming'an and Xin Teng's complexions were also ugly. Treating a girl who was just 20 years old in this way, even if it was to prevent her from marrying Duanmu Chengyue, was too much.

"Third brother, what should we do?"

Tong Ming'an had a premonition that something big was going to happen to the Duanmu family in the east of the city. The third sister-in-law was now the treasure in the third brother's hands, and he was thinking about it. He could only light the wax for the Duanmu family, wishing them a quicker death.

When Nan Jin woke up, she was held in Tong Junhao's arms. The man was propped up on the head of the bed, his eyes fell on her without blinking, but his eyes were heavy, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Didn't notice, she moved her body, and Tong Junhao suddenly came back to his senses, with a gentle smile on the corner of his lips, "Are you awake? How are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

She shook her head, she was still a little dazed just after waking up, leaned up and rubbed against his arms, closed her eyes and asked what's wrong with you.

"It's nothing." Rubbing her long hair, a soft kiss fell on her forehead.

"Then why are you unhappy?" She muttered, and after waking up, her rationality returned a little bit, and her face darkened when she thought of the things before.

Tong Junhao sighed, "Don't be unhappy, I'm here, I'm here."

With me here, this kind of thing will never happen again in the future, and I will never let you be wronged again.

Nan Jin hummed, her eyes hurt, fortunately he was there, otherwise she didn't know how to get through this time, how to accept it.

"Fortunately, I have you." She couldn't help murmuring in a low voice, and leaned into his arms in a dependent manner. Unknowingly, her dependence on him seemed to have become an instinctive reaction.

"Jin, I will always be here." I couldn't stop pity in my heart, and said that no matter what the truth about Nan's father and Nan's mother's death was, he couldn't let him go just because of what Duan Mukang did at the wedding.

After carefully accompanying her for a while, he said again: "The recording has been restored."

Sure enough, Nan Jin was startled, a little lost.

"Would you like to listen?" He picked up the recording pen from the table, although he asked, he opened it without waiting for Nan Jin's answer.

Even after venting once, Nan Jin was still a little excited after listening to the recording, her face was pale and ugly.

How dare she believe this?
It turned out that both she and Duanmu Chengyue thought that Duanmu Kang would give in under their insistence and agree to their marriage, but unexpectedly, he agreed, but only on the surface, secretly planning how to kill him at his son's wedding. The woman who should be his daughter-in-law.

"Have you heard all?"

At some point, the man came to her side and held her shoulder in due course.

Nan Jin closed her eyes, she couldn't say that her heart was completely broken at this moment, she originally thought of a harmonious and beautiful family, but never wanted to peel off the bright and beautiful outside, the inside would look like this.

That's the case for Duanmu Kang, but what about Duanmu Chengyue?how did he do itDid he already know about this?Was he simply waiting for the news of her death?

As soon as such thoughts appeared, she couldn't stop, Nan Jin took a deep breath, she didn't want to let herself have such extreme thoughts, but at the moment, it seemed impossible.

"Duanmu Chengyue didn't do anything." Tong Junhao said again.

Nan Jin couldn't help opening his eyes, Tong Junhao nodded, "He didn't do anything, probably because he didn't know about it."

"Oh." I felt a little better in my heart.

Throwing the recording pen aside, he held her hand, "Some people and things are predestined by you, and at the same time, some people are also predestined to be just passers-by by your predestined relationship."

Nan Jin pulled her lips, comforting her as long as she comforted her, and creating such an unfathomable atmosphere, she was really drunk.

She shook her head and leaned into his arms, "If it wasn't for you this time, maybe I would be the saddest bride in the world."

Being robbed and killed by a killer in name by her father-in-law, when she was actually robbed of her marriage, the husband in name was indifferent!

"This time, it seems that I really agreed with my body."

"This proves that I am your destiny!"

"...Smelly!" Nan Jin rolled her eyes.

Tong Junhao smiled, poked his fingers under her dress, and nodded ambiguously, "Aren't I better than Duanmu Chengyue?"

Nan Jin: "..." This man is too shameless.

After crawling and rolling to avoid Tong Junhao's hand, Nan Jin finally collapsed on the bed, looking at the man who came over like a big bad wolf, she begged for mercy, "Let's go eat, really, I'm really hungry. "

After tossing for a while, Tong Junhao let her go, and was carried out by Tong Junhao. Nan Jin found that the sun was setting, and she was speechless for a while, and she was hanging out with Tong Junhao on the bed for a whole day.

In the past, she was busy like a spinning top every day, and she never imagined that one day she would waste the good time of earning money.

Thinking of this, she shrank into the man's arms again.

No matter how long she can occupy this embrace, no matter how long she can guard this home, she will never forget the feeling at this moment.

Knowing that she was in a bad mood, Tong Junhao deliberately took her on the road for a while longer, Nan Jin suggested to eat hot pot, Tong Junhao was a little hesitant, he knew Nan Jin liked spicy food.

He told the servants and chefs at home that the peppers are all soaked in vinegar, so that the peppers look a lot when cooking, but they are not very spicy.

"Okay, okay, it's okay to eat the mandarin duck pot." Nan Jin leaned over and shook Tong Junhao's arm regardless of the three sevens and twenty ones.

The sudden arrival of her unique fragrance made Tong Junhao dazed, and the car slid forward along the S route, almost hitting the guardrail on the side of the road.

Seeing Tong Junhao's stern eyes, Nan Jin stuck out her tongue and lowered her head embarrassingly, "Isn't it okay to make a mistake this time?"

Tong Junhao was so angry, but she also admitted her mistakes with a good attitude so that you can't find any mistakes, so she just kept silent.

After a while, seeing that his face was finally no longer so serious, Nan Jin said cheekily: "Tong Junhao, don't be angry, we all did a day of physical work today, so we just eat hot pot once to make up for it. "

The man was so stalked that he couldn't speak, but she was getting thicker and thicker. A person who usually blushes after a few nasty words actually blatantly said such words.

Little monster, I don't see that you are promoted fast enough.

Tong Junhao sighed inwardly, but followed her words, "I don't know how hot pot can make a big difference. If you want to make a difference, the kitchen can cook dozens of soups for you every day."

"..." Nan Jinmo.

(End of this chapter)