Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 338 Kuding
It wasn't until now that Tong Junhao really confirmed that Nan Jin was angry, very angry, he opened his mouth, but found that no matter how he explained it, it was in vain.

It was me who did the wrong thing, and it was me who made Nan Jin sad.

"Hibiscus." Tong Junhao called out, not knowing what to say.

Nan Jin sat on the chair and didn't speak. The atmosphere was extremely awkward, but no one tried to break it.

After all, there are still too many problems between them, and marriage is not just about loving each other, Tong Junhao thinks so.

"Okay, you don't want to see me, then I'll go back first, and you must call me if you have anything to do." Tong Junhao sighed, stood up and walked out.

Nan Jin still sat motionless on the sofa, the TV and computer were not turned on again, she was very afraid, afraid of seeing the overwhelming entertainment news inside.

Tong Junhao took a few steps forward, then slowly turned his head, and said to her, "Jin, I really love you."

She blinked blankly, and said quietly with a pale face: "Can you do anything if you love me?"

"what?"

"Photos, in a drawer in your study."

For a moment, Tong Junhao felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and couldn't believe that she had seen the photos he had hidden.

But it was quickly covered by another emotion, "You stole my things?"

Nan Jin was taken aback for a moment, and in the next second, an indescribable sadness emanated from the bottom of her heart.

If you and I are divided between husband and wife, there will never be trust at all.

The raised head slowly lowered again, and she whispered: "When I was looking for books in your study, Ah Bai followed in. He overturned the water for watering the flowers, and I discovered it when I was wiping the table."

Almost the moment Nan Jin opened his mouth, Tong Junhao realized that he had hurt Nan Jin's heart again, twice a day, and it was an unforgivable injury.

Tong Junhao staggered, "Jin, I'm sorry."

Nan Jin didn't know whether she should say something or not, it didn't matter, she just lowered her head and sighed, "Let's go."

Tong Junhao didn't know how he got out of the Nan's old house, and drove around in the street in a daze. Now that many negative news have been suppressed, he doesn't have to worry about Xin Tezhu and Tong Mingan in the company.

However, Tong Junhao felt extremely overwhelmed.

When passing by the People's Square, he stopped the car and went to the side of the fountain where many white pigeons were eating. He sat quietly and suddenly thought, it would be great if he were a pigeon.

He never had this kind of absurd or even ridiculous idea before, but now...

The cell phone in his pocket was very quiet, without a text message or a call, he took out his cell phone, took a photo of a white pigeon taking off, and sent it to Nan Jin.

Thinking about it left and right, he apologized, but there are some things that are not enough to apologize, although some things did not happen out of his heart.

Not long after Tong Junhao left, Nan Jin went upstairs and fell asleep. It was almost night when she saw his text message. She didn't understand what Tong Junhao meant, and she didn't reply.

After posting for a while, I felt hungry. When I was about to go downstairs to cook, I suddenly found that I seemed to be living a life like a pig, eating and sleeping when I was full, and eating when I was full.

It wasn't until I went downstairs that I realized that Tong Junhao had come. Besides, there were two other maids busy in the kitchen, and Tong Junhao was explaining her living habits to them.

Nan Jin's eyes flickered, and she simply made a pot of scented tea by herself and sat on the sofa to drink tea.

After a while, Tong Junhao also sat down beside her, "The fourth brother found two people, I know you don't want to see me now, but there must be someone by your side to take care of me, otherwise I don't feel at ease."

After a while, Nan Jin hummed, which was considered to be her agreement, and then there was another silence. Nan Jin didn't know why she didn't lose her temper hysterically when facing Tong Junhao, but sitting with him at this moment, her My heart is still stable.

She drank tea quietly, and every time Tong Junhao finished a cup, he immediately helped her refill it. After three times in a row, Nan Jin slowly turned her head.

This was the first time Nan Jin looked at him like this after the accident. Tong Junhao subconsciously wanted to hide, but he felt even more guilty when he thought of hiding, so he just straightened his neck and didn't move.

The face is still the same face, but why does it feel different to her?
Tong Junhao suddenly held her hand, with a serious face, "Jin, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong this time, I'm an asshole, I..."

"Junhao, don't be like this, you are not suitable." You are the one who is so high above you that you will not move even if the situation changes. You are not suitable for apologizing to me like this.

Tong Junhao was stunned, and heard Nan Jin say lightly: "Actually, you and I both understand that when this kind of thing happens, either you take the initiative or someone else takes the initiative, no matter which one brings about the current result, although I don't want to I see it, but I can’t do anything about it. The past is all over, so what’s the use of talking about it.”

The chrysanthemum tea tasted bitter and bitter, and Nan Jin's calm voice was like a glass of white water, without any ups and downs.

Tong Junhao pursed her lips. Nan Jin has always been a transparent person. It may be that the experience of the previous two years allowed her to quickly think about everything clearly and list all the possibilities so that she can analyze calmly. A bit of the softness of a daughter's home.

It was only then that he remembered that Nan Jin had to be strong. Her softness was due to him, but her hardness could also be due to him.

When he came back to his senses, he found that she had put down the cup, took out a box of tea from the small cabinet again, poured water to make tea again, and poured a cup for Tong Junhao, "Taste."

Tong Junhao took it and took a sip, and suddenly a bitter taste lingered in his mouth. He frowned and said, "What kind of tea is this? Why is it so bitter?"

Nan Jin also drank a glass, but her expression remained the same, and she answered after listening to his question: "Kuding."

He froze for a moment, then slowly put down the cup, never seeing any bitter expression on Nan Jin's face, "Isn't it bitter?"

"Maybe." Nan Jin's voice was still faint, she glanced at him, and suddenly sighed: "Who doesn't suffer?"

"..." Tong Junhao was a little dazed.

From the bottom of his heart, he began to hate himself. When did the person he wanted to protect begin to have such a cognition that he could let his woman have this cognition. It can only be said that her man did not protect well. she.

Just like her two years of hell, just like her indifference now.

"I'm sorry." He said involuntarily.

The most beautiful language in the past, but now it is the sharp edge of singing voice, Nan Jin raised her head, "Junhao, you still don't understand."

"Hi, I'm sorry."

Nan Jin went upstairs again before dinner was ready, and left Tong Junhao with an unfinished pot of Kuding tea.

(End of this chapter)