After wearing a book, she wants to divorce every day

Chapter 829 I Like My Wife, Not The Guest Room
Jiang Tangtang couldn't take it anymore and gave him a glare.

Chi Jingyao blinked innocently, "Honey, I'm just stating the facts, am I wrong?"

"Huh? That's right, it's just that I feel like the guest room is waving to you."

Jiang Tangtang smiled, very "gentle".

Hearing this, Chi Jingyao immediately restrained himself.

"I won't talk anymore, baby, eat."

"Why don't you say it? Say it, go on."

"Stop talking, listen to your wife."

"I see you just said very vigorously, didn't you? Go on, what is your wife's words? You don't need to listen."

"Yes, I like my wife, not the guest room."

"..."

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On the other side, after Su Hongwen found Zhu Lin's location, he searched for it as quickly as possible.

However, he was still a step too late.

Looking at the empty room in front of him, Su Hongwen's heart suddenly felt ashamed.

In 20 years, this was the first time he was so close to her.

However, he still missed it.

Why does God always treat him like this? !
Plop.

Su Hongwen knelt in front of the room, and he completely collapsed.

"Qinqin, my Qinqin, when will you forgive me?"

"I was wrong, it's all my fault, can you forgive me? Give me another chance, okay?"

"You know, I can't live without you, what's the point of my life without you...Qinqin..."

Su Hongwen cried and shouted, his head lowered and looked at the ground.

Suddenly, he raised his fist and beat the ground.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, I lost you, I'm sorry..."

"Qinqin, come back, come back, okay? I promise I will listen to you in the future, I will listen to you..."

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It took some time before Su Hongwen regained his composure.

He stared blankly at the house in front of him, and he could imagine her life here in his mind.

She has always been gentle and quiet, and she speaks very softly, but she has a stubborn temper...

It may be because the hope of setting out to search again is slim, so after Su Hongwen vented, he calmed down.

He got up and went into the house.

I plan to stay here for a few days before continuing to search.

With this house in place, he is not without gain, because there are still some traces of Qinqin left here.

Even after 20 years, he has not forgotten the smell on her body.

Su Hongwen walked over, sat on the only bench in the room, and looked into the distance quietly.

These days, Qinqin just sits in a daze like this, right?

When they are together, she likes to be in a daze.

I just don't know if that has changed now.

After sitting for a while, Su Hongwen went into the bedroom, touched the sheet of the only bed, his expression softened.

"God is not mean to me. At least let me have close contact with you, at least let me find your trace, and at least let me sleep in the bed you used to sleep in."

"The 20 years of waiting and searching are not bad. Qinqin, don't you think so?"

As he spoke, Su Hongwen smiled lightly.

It took him more than 20 hours on the way here, during which he didn't eat a single bite.

Now, he doesn't feel hungry either.

Su Hongwen turned over and lay on the bed, quietly feeling the smell left by his violin.

Some excited, some happy, some scared, some can't wait...

I'm afraid that the smell will disappear after a while.

The people who came with him stood outside, no one dared to persuade her to eat, no one even dared to disturb him.

Seeing this, Su Hongwen's personal assistant frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)