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Chapter 512 Shen Chun's Past (57)

"It was you who betrayed her first."

How could Shen Chaosheng endure Shen Zhichen beating Jiang Chunhe!

Raising his hand, he directly punched Shen Zhichen hard.

"When you are with your ex-wife, have you ever thought about Xiao Chunhe? Thinking about the child in her belly?"

"I'm simply taking care of Zhou Yafang!"

"Who knows if you simply take care?"

"Shen Chaosheng, you sobering villain—"

"Enough, stop talking!"

Jiang Chunhe's voice was shrill.

"I want to be alone! You are not allowed to look for me!"

After saying that, he ran out.

Shen Zhichen naturally wanted to chase after him, but Shen Chaosheng grabbed his arm instead.

"Shen Zhichen, if you still want Jiang Chunhe, treat her well and let me see how good you are to her. Don't always use your humanitarianism to disgust me. Isn't Xinyue before an example? !"

After finishing speaking, Shen Chaosheng raised his hand to straighten his tie and went out.

Shen Zhichen narrowed his eyes slightly, and clenched his fists hanging by his sides even tighter.

……

Jiang Chunhe disappeared.

Disappeared all day.

Shen Zhichen couldn't find her.

He went to all the places she might go, and asked everyone who might know her whereabouts, but no one knew where Jiang Chunhe went!

As for Jiang Chun and his parents, the two old people are getting old, and Shen Zhichen doesn't want to disturb them now before things get out of hand.

However, Shen Zhichen is going crazy...

Seeing that it was already dark, Jiang Chunhe was still not found.

He was sitting on the sofa with his hands in his hair, like a broken man.

Wait until seven o'clock.

If Jiang Chunhe didn't come back by seven o'clock, he would call the police.

If the police can't find it, he will use all his contacts.

This was the most tormenting time in Shen Zhichen's life, he had never felt that time passed so slowly.

At the same time, during this period of time, he thought a lot in his heart, and his mood became very complicated.

Ding dong.

Doorbell rang.

Shen Zhichen went to open the door in a daze, he thought it was Shen Chaosheng.

Unexpectedly, I saw Jiang Chunhe standing at the door with empty and absent-minded eyes.

Shen Zhichen thought he was hallucinating, so he couldn't believe it and called her.

"Chunhe?"

Jiang Chunhe's eyes were still empty, and he said calmly, "I'm tired, I want to sleep."

It's the real Jiang Chunhe.

Shen Zhichen hugged her without saying a word.

That kind of strength is tight, wishing to embed her whole body into his own bones.

Jiang Chunhe was held by Shen Zhichen indifferently, without much expression on his face.

Shen Zhichen hugged her whole body, his clear breath fell on her ears, he was so anxious to let her know——

"Sorry……"

"I'm sorry, Chunhe..."

"Do you know how afraid I am of losing you?"

"I love you so much, I really love you so much..."

He loves her so much that his heart hurts, and he can't lose her.

With Shen Zhichen's last syllable, Jiang Chunhe's eyes fluctuated.

Her hand rested in front of him, her fingertips still trembling slightly.

Shen Zhichen let go of Jiang Chunhe a little, and held her hand, only to find that her cold palm was not warm at all.

"Shen Zhichen, do you know that it's so cold outside... so cold..."

She is really tired.

Close your eyes.

I really want to sleep.

If it's a long sleep, never waking up is fine too.

……

The quiet night is as cool as water.

Jiang Chunhe had a fever and passed out in Shen Zhichen's arms.

Shen Zhichen hurried to find a doctor, and the doctor gave Jiang Chunhe an injection.

The girl on the bed was pale and bloodless, and she looked clear under the moonlight. Just looking at it like this made people feel distressed and pity.

Shen Zhichen sat by the bed, holding Jiang Chunhe's hand tightly, she was only a 23-year-old girl.

At the door, Shen Chaosheng copied his pocket and leaned there.

"You fucking gave her a fever again?!"

Shen Chaosheng's voice was very low and deep. Although he really wanted to beat up Shen Zhichen in front of him now, he was afraid of waking up the sleeping Jiang Chunhe.

She is too tired, she should take a good rest.

Shen Zhichen didn't say a word, his dark eyes just stared at Jiang Chunhe for a moment.

After a while, his thin lips finally moved, and his voice was cold——

"I won't divorce Chunhe, you've given up on that."

"Shen Zhichen, you'd better recognize one fact. It's not about whether I will give up or not, but about Jiang Chunhe—if a woman's heart is dead, her love for you will be gone. When the time comes, do you think you are Can you trap her?"

Yes.

Jiang Chunhe's love for Shen Zhichen is his trump card.

If Jiang Chunhe doesn't love him anymore, and a woman wants to leave, he won't be able to keep her.

"Do it yourself!"

Shen Chaosheng looked at Shen Zhichen's back with a sneer, and finally his eyes fell on Jiang Chunhe again. After taking a deep look at Jiang Chunhe on the bed, he left.

……

Shen Zhichen stayed with Jiang Chunhe all night.

He didn't sleep all night, and kept looking at her with his eyes open.

Look at her delicate little face, but there is a circle of black and blue under the eyelids.

Seeing that her fair skin is as delicate as a newborn baby, but those two lips are so white and bloodless, they are tightly pressed, as if they want to swallow all the sorrow.

Seeing that her right hand was clenched into a fist, as if she was about to go to the battlefield to fight, it turned out that even in her sleep, she was also on guard like this.

He didn't like seeing Jiang Chunhe in pain at all.

Was it really his fault that all this happened?

Was it wrong for him to marry her and marry her?

Shen Zhichen buried his face deeply in Jiang Chunhe's palm, and wept bitterly like a child.

He thought about the past between them.

Thinking of her saying to him: "Shen Zhichen, marrying you, I will not have a good day."

Although she knew it was angry words and she didn't mean it, but Shen Zhichen was still very sad.

He is not a good husband.

not a nice man...

Suddenly, the vibrating sound of the mobile phone broke this rare tranquility.

It was Shen Zhichen's phone.

Looking at the caller ID above, which showed the word Zhou Yafang, Shen Zhichen frowned, and then hung up the phone impatiently.

How-

But the other end seemed to insist on letting him answer, calling over and over again, as if urging people to die.

Shen Zhichen sighed heavily.

Family, and, morality.

Now, he doesn't know what to do!

……

When Jiang Chunhe woke up, there was a faint smell of tobacco in the air.

Not strong, but it still made her cough twice.

"you're awake."

Shen Chaosheng by the window sill extinguished the cigarette butt.

The corner of his mouth was very bitter this morning, he really wanted to smoke and wanted to be by Jiang Chunhe's side, so he walked to the window sill, but Jiang Chunhe woke up just after he smoked halfway.

Jiang Chunhe looked around and recognized that he was in his own home, rubbing his aching forehead.

"Where's Shen Zhichen?"

(End of this chapter)