Pampering cool and thin beloved wife

Chapter 312 Crazy (2)
Jiang Muchen didn't speak, but trembling around her waist, wanting to absorb more warmth.

Jian Yunshang stroked his cold cheeks, his chest seemed to be filled with something, but it suddenly spread out, and the tip of his nose was full of astringent sourness.

Compared with the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who get along well with Shen Rumei, Jiang Qianxue is just Jiang Muchen's father and father-in-law in name to her.From the beginning of his marriage, Jiang Qianxue never concealed his dislike for her.

She knew it and didn't care.It was only later that she fell into Jiang Muchen's pampering and fell in love with him unknowingly, so she tried to improve the relationship.But at that time, the relationship between their father and son was already incompatible.

Thinking of this, she gave a wry smile silently, and took out her mobile phone to inform the people in Qinmei Garden that they would not go back at night.As for Jiang Qianxue's situation, she didn't mention a word.

The night in Kyoto is as bustling as ever, and the black Rolls-Royce, with its body as bright as a mirror, passes through the night, quietly reflecting the grotesque neon lights.In the thick ink-like sky, not even a single starlight appeared.

The night was already very deep, but for Jiang Muchen and Jian Yunshang.This quiet night is destined to be sleepless...

The two of them didn't speak a word along the way, but their intertwined hands never separated.In the long silence, the car returned to the former Gu's courtyard, now Yunshang Xiaozhu, in the freezing night.It was still the bedroom where Jian Yunshang used to live, and it still kept its original appearance inside.

The two entered the room, snuggled up and sat on the recliner in front of the window without saying a word.

The outside of the window is white, clean and spotless.The cold wind blew by, and the bare branches swayed with the wind, casting shadows constantly.

Perhaps it was the dark night that gave an excuse for the fragility of human nature, or perhaps it was Jiang Muchen who had been pretending so well that he seldom mentioned childhood events in front of Jian Yunshang.Even when Jiang Qianxue and Shen Rumei divorced, he was only a bystander and did not comment on it.

"Yunshang, you know. When I was young, I used to ride on his neck to play. Every time Mom said that he was spoiling me, he always laughed and said that in a few years, he would not be able to hug me." Get used to it while you can still get used to it. Later, that person suddenly appeared in the Song family, and he seldom played with me, and he has been very strict with me since then." Jiang Muchen licked his dry lips, mocking himself : "Every time he loses his temper at me, I think I'm not doing well enough, so I try very hard to complete the tasks he assigned me."

Jian Yunshang's throat was astringent, but she didn't know how to comfort him, so she could only hold his hand tightly without leaving any gaps.If possible, she would rather time stop forever at the moment before going out.

Jiang Muchen's voice was soft, but flat, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him: "Until one day, Uncle Song brought that person. I stood behind the window of the study and watched him take the The man raised his shoulders, rode on his neck like I used to, and ran happily all over the yard. I was so jealous. He once said that it was my exclusive place, but he gave it to that man without hesitation. A kind smile I haven't seen in a long time."

"It's all over..." Jian Yunshang kissed the back of his hand distressedly. The man who was once omnipotent in her heart was as fragile as a child at this moment, how could she not feel sad.

"As you said, some things are hard to get through. Because he is my father, the father I have called for more than [-] years, the father who gave birth to me and raised me." Jiang Muchen's tone suddenly rose: "I love him so much, so I adore him, always regard him as a hero, study hard to learn how to manage Mutian, and strive to be like him. But one day, I accidentally discovered his secret, and suddenly felt like the whole sky collapsed."

Jian Yunshang's heart tightened when she heard this, and she couldn't help muttering: "Mu Chen, let's lie on the bed and talk about it, the baby kicked me again..."

A gleam of light flashed in Jiang Muchen's gloomy eyes, and it was fleeting.He nodded unconsciously, obediently let her lead him away from the reclining chair, let her remove his coat, and lay quietly on the bed.

Probably because he had been suppressed for too long, Jiang Qianxue's departure was like a breach in a long embankment, and he couldn't help venting all his emotions.The hoarse and deep voice narrated those past events that were deliberately dusted.

From seeing Song Qingshan for the first time as a child, to discovering his father's secret as a teenager, to concealing his mother's guilt for countless years to come.Everything was said in great detail and clarity, as if in those days, only these few things were deeply rooted in my mind and integrated into my bone marrow.

Jian Yunshang listened quietly, kissing the back of his gradually warming hands from time to time, trying her best to be a qualified listener.Ever since he learned of Song Qingshan's exact identity, there has been an imperceptible melancholy hovering between his brows.

As his wife, how could she not know.However, he hid these subtle negative emotions tightly, and refused to reveal them easily.But he didn't expect that Jiang Qianxue's death would become a breakthrough for him to open his heart.

It was also the first time I had a deep understanding of why he had clearly ordered Mutian not to recruit managers of the opposite sex, and not to have too much contact with any young opposite sex.He was afraid, afraid that one day, he would eventually become like his father, who would betray others and himself.

The whole night, Jian Yunshang's low and charming voice lingered in Jian Yunshang's ears.The sleeping habits of the two also changed subtly for the first time.When the first ray of dawn in the morning penetrated the window and fell mottled on the smooth ground, the man in her arms could barely close his eyes and fall asleep.

He who was sleeping soundly was different from anything he had seen before.The delicate and handsome eyebrows and eyes have receded from the self-confidence of the past, making them look tired and fragile.Like a child who lost his way, helpless makes people feel distressed.

But she heard the sound of flowers blooming clearly from the bottom of her heart, and her chest was filled with deep love.She lowered her head and kissed his lips lightly, turned her phone to silent mode, and moved her body slightly to hug him and fell asleep.

Compared to Jiang Muchen who was accompanied by his lover, who accompanied him tenderly all night, Song Qingshan's night can only be described as chaos.

At around 10 o'clock at night, the three bodyguards sent out were intercepted by Gu Xuzhi's men on Huaqiao North Road, and a fight broke out.At the same time, the Lantian Jiayuan where he lived was also being interrogated. In desperation, he urgently arranged for people to take away Li Junming and Xue Susu in the basement, and hurriedly moved himself.

It's a pity that I underestimated Gu Xuzhi's determination to arrest him, and several exits in the entire Lantian Jiayuan were blocked layer by layer.The arm that was injured before, after all this tossing, the place where it was connected broke again.

Afterwards, after several hours of confrontation, they finally broke through the siege and escaped from Lantian Jiayuan.Unexpectedly, what greeted him was not a smooth road to victory, but a new round of siege and interception.As a last resort, he asked Wang Ruofei for help, and only after the news was sent out did he learn that Wang Ruofei was trapped in the Guyuan Commercial Building.

(End of this chapter)