The little wife of the demon president

Chapter 153 Wife I'm Sorry

"When my dad and my mommy divorced, my sister and dad and I followed mommy. Mommy went to France and hasn't contacted any relatives in China for many years. Huaimo, the room I used to live in is still reserved. ?"

He nodded, and Yun Zi looked at him pleadingly again: "I want to go and see, can I?"

"it is good."

"Huai Mo, I want to ask you something, can you tell me frankly? If I come back earlier, if you don't marry Wei Zi, will you be with me?"

"Yes." He said firmly.

However, that is also if, but reality is different from what if.

There was a cake in the trunk of the car, which was her favorite strawberry flavor. On this birthday, the little wife would not eat the birthday cake he bought again.

"Huai Mo, will your life be messed up because of me?" She reached out to hold his hand holding the steering wheel: "Turn back, I think, I will explain to your wife in person, today is indeed I showed up at the wrong time, maybe, I shouldn't have come back."

He smiled reassuringly: "It's okay. Yunzi, don't take it to your heart, never say that you shouldn't come back, you were born here, you grew up here, your home, your roots it's here."

He didn't want to hear her say these words, how much Yun Zi likes it here.

If she was not forced to, she would never go abroad. She said that she wanted to die in this place where she was born and raised.

She slipped her fingers from his hand and looked up at the roof of the car.

Huai Mo still knows her so well, who knows her best, so she really loves him.For so many years, from girlhood to now, she has always loved him.How can you give up, no matter what, you can't give up.

She was just a 19-year-old girl, and Mo had no choice but to marry her.

She smiled at him again: "Then Mo, I'm in City B for the past few days, so I'll just trouble you."

"Don't bother me."

Driving the car back to the neighborhood, first took off the wheelchair, and then carried her down, he said softly: "The room you lived in before has not changed at all, nothing has changed."

She smiled, that's good, she has her in her heart, otherwise it has been six years, if I really want to forget, it won't be today.

He opened the door, and some of the settings in the room changed slightly. The room was full of gadgets, which must belong to his little wife. Mo's little wife must not know that Mo is such a big man, and she hates him the most. It's such a mess.

He went to the study to find the key, opened the door of the master bedroom, and then came over to push Yunzi: "Look, all your things are still there."

Yun Zi bit her lip, some tears rolled in her eyes, she was always thinking about everything so familiar, now that she came back to City B, it had changed so much that she could hardly recognize the old place before, but the things in this room were It has not changed.

As if waiting for the master to come back, she was the master here.

He lowered his head and said rustlingly, "Mo, can you let me be here alone for a while."

"Okay, you rest here for a while, I'll go down and buy you some clothes and food."

Yun Zi came back alone, she didn't seem to have much luggage, she used to be in City B, once her mother left, she refused to leave, and insisted on staying in City B, she has been here for so many years, I'm afraid she has no friends or anything .

Those clothes have been put away for so many years, and they can no longer be worn. When she comes back, he has the obligation and responsibility to take care of her.

When shopping, he almost habitually buys what Wei Zi likes. The clothes are sent directly to him. After thinking about it, he ordered someone to hire a temporary nanny.

After all, Yun Zi couldn't take care of herself, and it was also inconvenient for him to take care of her.

He knew why Wei Zi was angry. He really didn't mean to say that at noon. The old man and his mother could talk about him, but he was afraid that Wei Zi would say it too. He didn't want Wei Zi to say it, so he said it first.

His tone was heavy, and the moment he said it, he already regretted it. He wanted to chase out but couldn't leave Yun Zi behind. Yun Zi was a weak woman with limited mobility, and besides, the old man and his mother didn't like Yun Zi at all.Yun Zi is suffering enough, she can't suffer any more.

He sighed, walked back on the white snow, bought a pack of cigarettes and smoked in the garden of the community, called his little wife, and as he thought, she turned off the phone.

He started writing text messages: hurry home.

No, this tone seems to be a bit commanding. If she sees this when she is angry now, it will be strange if she doesn't look at each other angrily.

Deleted and rewritten: Wife, go home for dinner.

At first glance, I feel cold and tired of vulgarity.

Then make up another: "Honey, I'm sorry."

That's it, I sent it without hesitation, and then I laughed, took a deep puff of the cigarette and went up with the grooming things.

Wei Zi turned it on quietly in the middle of the night, she only turned it on for a while, just to check the time, and kept pressing the loudspeaker, for fear of waking up the three classmates.

There is a message from Gu Huaimo: Wife, I'm sorry.

I only come to apologize now, it's too late, and I don't want to accept his apology.

What happened at noon hurt her very much, and why didn't he come to her after being out for so long? Does she have to automatically forget every time?She just wants to know now, his Yun Zi is back, and what is she?Is it possible to leave?

When I think about it, I feel uncomfortable again, my stomach hurts a little, and I really ate too much cake.

The phone vibrated suddenly at this moment, and she saw that it was Gu Huaimo calling in. It was past three o'clock in the morning, and he wasn't asleep?His old lover is back, maybe he can't sleep.

But she wouldn't think too much about it, she was very clear about Gu Huaimo's personality.He would never go to sleep with Yun Zi in the same room. If he really wanted to, he didn't need to say anything. Anyway, he didn't have a marriage certificate yet, so he didn't need to bother to get a divorce.

The phone hung up automatically, and then came in again.

She felt itchy, touched the answer button, but hung up again.

She didn't want the sound to wake up a few classmates, and she didn't want others to know her secret.

After a while, his pitiful words came in: "wife."

"Go away." She replied with one word.

Now my stomach is so uncomfortable and I can't fall asleep, otherwise she wouldn't reply to his messages. She is not a puppy, and every time he pats her on the head, she will shake her head and tail to please her.

"Honey, I miss you."

"Don't call me, I'm sick."

He immediately sent another message nervously: "What's wrong?"

"It's all about making you angry. I'm so angry that my stomach hurts now."

He became anxious when he saw it, and immediately sat up from the bed, unplugged her phone, and stopped talking about this so-called text message.

As soon as he got connected, he said, "Get up now, put on more clothes, and I'll pick you up."

Wei Zi lowered her voice: "I won't go out in the middle of the night, because my stomach hurts."

"Don't be self-willed, or I will go up to you, and believe it or not, I can get you up. You have to go to the doctor for a stomachache, not just lie down and wait for it to pass."

(End of this chapter)