Don't move the power young baby wife

Chapter 274 The Lobbyist
Cheng Yue stood at the window of the room with his back facing, and Mi Jia stood behind him.

Miya knew that he must be in a bad mood right now, but she didn't know what words she could use to comfort him. The only thing she could do was to stay by his side and accompany him quietly.

She didn't know if Wu Wenlan had left outside the door, and she didn't care about it. The only thing she was worried about now was the man in front of her, her husband.

He has always been a strong person, but no matter how strong a person is, it doesn't mean that he won't get hurt. Maybe he doesn't care how painful the flesh wound is, because it is not the flesh wound that really hurts him, but the wound. Inner hurt.

A little clumsily took off the gauze strap hanging around his neck, gently lifted the hand that was still wrapped in plaster, stepped forward and gently turned his body around, did not speak, just She gently hugged him into her arms, hugged him with her right hand, and gently patted his back with her left hand, just like a mother comforting a wounded child.

Before Cheng Yue could react, he had already fallen into her arms, and felt her little hands gently patting his back back and forth, as if comforting him bit by bit.

"Mi, Mi Jia." Cheng Yue stretched out his hand to push her, but she hugged her tighter, and only heard her whisper in his ear, "If you feel uncomfortable, just lean on my shoulder for a while, and I will always be by your side." You won't leave by your side."

An inexplicable warm feeling rose from the bottom of my heart, warming my already icy heart. It was her, even if no one was by his side, as long as she was there, nothing else mattered.

Thinking about it, the original boredom and discomfort in the chest seemed to be relieved a little more than before, not as uncomfortable as before, Cheng Yue didn't speak, just lowered his head and buried his face into her shoulder, took a deep breath, his nose was full of her Elegant fragrance.

I don't know how long the two hugged each other like this, Cheng Yue let go of her, looked up at her, and smiled lightly, not obviously, but the smile was all in his eyes.

Miya looked at him, his big eyes sparkling and flickering, and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

Cheng Yue nodded and reached out to touch her head, "Well, it's much better."

Hearing what he said, Mitya began to smile, a faint smile, as if nothing else mattered as long as he was okay.

Cheng Yue lowered his head, saw her red and swollen left hand, frowned tightly, stretched out his hand and pulled her hand nervously, looked at her hand and then at her, and asked after a while, "Is it me?" Made it?" He remembered that he had been holding her hand just now, but he didn't notice his strength.

He is a soldier, and his hands are much stronger than others. There is no doubt that Miya's hands are the best proof at this moment.

Not wanting to see him blame himself and remorse, Mi Jia withdrew his hand, smiled and shook his head at him, "I'm fine, just a little red, and I'll be fine soon, don't be so nervous."

Cheng Yue looked at her, and naturally knew that she was comforting him. He felt a little distressed, so he didn't say a word, and gently rubbed her hand in his own.

The door was knocked at this time, Cheng Yue subconsciously frowned slightly, turned his head to look, thinking that the person outside the door was Wu Wenlan, he didn't intend to stand up and speak, his hand was still holding Mi Jia's hand gently Rub it to help her pass menstruation and activate blood circulation.

Mitya glanced at the door of the room, then at him again, but didn't speak, but quietly let her rub her hand.The other right hand, still wrapped in plaster, rested lightly on his hand.

Cheng Yue looked up, but only saw her faint smile, as if telling him that she would always be there.

Seeing that there was no response from inside, the person outside the door raised his hand and knocked on the door again, and said, "A Yue, Miya, it's me."

It was Wu Wenqing's voice. Hearing the sound, Cheng Yue stood up and went directly to the door of the room, and stretched out his hand to open the door. It was indeed Wu Wenqing standing outside, but Wu Wenlan standing behind her didn't seem to leave.

Looking at Wu Wenqing, Cheng Yue only whispered, "Auntie."

Wu Wenqing nodded, smiled at him, saw Miya approaching behind him, caught a glimpse of her hand, and asked with a little surprise, "Miya, what happened to your hand?"

Mitya just smiled, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's all right."

Hearing what she said, Wu Wenqing stopped asking, looked at Cheng Yue again, and said, "A Yue, do you want to come out and talk?"

Cheng Yue glanced at her, then at Wu Wenlan standing behind her, still a little defensive, and just said, "If you talk about her affairs, then there's no need, the matter of getting married in the future has nothing to do with me, and her affairs also have nothing to do with it." It has nothing to do with me." The attitude was very firm, and there was no room for negotiation at all.

Wu Wenqing turned her head to look at her sister, then turned her head to look at Cheng Yue, and said, "I'm not here to persuade you, I will respect your choice in whatever decision you make." She had no intention of being a lobbyist for her sister , It's just that when she received the call just now, she heard that she was going to cut off relations with her, and she was crying while talking. She didn't know what happened, so she hung up the phone and came directly.

It was only when I came that I realized that my sister was putting pressure on Cheng Yue again because of the so-called family relationship, but this time she was rejected by Cheng Yue, and her attitude was firm and there was no room for turning around.And she called her here just to let her persuade Cheng Yue.

She refused, but she begged her, saying that Cheng Yue would definitely listen to her, and she didn't want to force Cheng Yue to do something he didn't want to do, so she only promised that if Cheng Yue disagreed, she would not force him.

Hearing what she said, Cheng Yue nodded and followed them out to the living room.

Wu Wenlan pushed Wu Wenqing with her hand, motioning her to speak for her quickly.

Wu Wenqing glanced at her, then spoke slowly, looked at Cheng Yue and said, "A Yue, your mother wants you to talk to Jiang Yawen."

"I refuse." Cheng Yue said, with no tone of discussion at all.

"This is related to the reputation of the family. If some things are exposed, it will change a lot. It may cause problems for your parents' work, or your own life will also be affected." Wu Wenqing told him some consequences clear.

"Looking for Jiang Yawen will have an impact on my life. I know who my wife is. I don't want her to be unhappy or have the slightest misunderstanding. In addition, the reputation of starting a family is never something I pay attention to. I I have never gained anything from this family, people have to be responsible for their own mistakes, I don't want to be the one who has been atoning for her." Cheng Yue said, but his eyes were fixed on Wu Wenlan, and he spoke indifferently and decisively , said without hesitation, "If you can't accept me like this, it doesn't matter if you want to break the mother-child relationship between us."

(End of this chapter)