It's hard to get a marriage, and the husband spoils it

Chapter 544 Blame him, his poor father
The smile on Jian Anan's face froze, but it quickly recovered, so fast that no one except Lu Rufeng noticed it.

Jian Anan pretended to be relaxed and said: "Mom, why are you in a hurry, am I not yet 30 years old? I still want to live a two-person world again, so don't rush."

Chen Manli frowned, reached out and patted Jian Anan's arm, and said angrily: "You girl, a year or two has passed in a blink of an eye, and you will be kind to you if you have a child early, and your body will recover quickly. If I really don't want to take care of the children, I will retire early, and I will take care of the children for you two brothers and sisters at home, I am happy."

Noticing that Jian An'an's face turned slightly pale, Lu Rufeng stepped forward and said with a smile: "Mom, don't worry, it's mainly me. I finally married An'an back home. I really want to live in the world of two people for a few more years."

Chen Manli narrowed her eyes slightly, and asked suspiciously, "Really?"

"Mom, it's true."

After Lu Rufeng said that, Chen Manli couldn't urge the two of them any more, so she could only say in a dazed way: "Then you two should hurry up, and we can't delay it for too long."

"Okay, let the children go back quickly, what are you worrying about?" Jian Wenlei put his arms around Chen Manli's shoulders with a helpless expression.

Chen Manli gave Jian Wenlei a dissatisfied look, and seeing that he shut up obediently, she said to Lu Rufeng and Jian Anan: "Okay, you guys go back, and drive carefully on the road."

"Okay, let's go back first, Mom, goodbye."

Jian Anan tried her best to pull out a natural smile, "Mom, goodbye."

The two got into the car, and the car slowly drove away from the Jane's villa.

On the way back, Jian Anan's mood was obviously depressed, and she lowered her eyes without saying a word. Lu Rufeng knew that her mood fluctuated, and many comforting words came to her lips, but she couldn't say a word. In the end, her big hand tightly clenched her small hand, Silent companionship and comfort.

In the evening, the two returned home.

When Lu Rufeng came out of the shower, he saw Jian An'an standing outside the balcony looking preoccupied. As if his heart had been pricked by a needle, he walked over and hugged Jian Anan from behind.

Kissed her sideways, "Are you still thinking about what Mom said today?"

Jian Anan let out an "um" and fell silent.

Lu Rufeng thought for a moment, then said, "I'll apologize to Mom some other day and tell her everything, okay?"

I believe that Chen Manli knows everything, and she will definitely understand Jian Anan.

Jian Anan shook her head slightly, turned around and buried her face in front of Lu Rufeng's chest, hugging his thin waist, "Let's talk about it later, my brother and Xingchun are getting married soon, Xingchun is still pregnant, I don't want to be here This time makes mom unhappy."

"But..." Lu Rufeng changed his words after all, and stroked her hair full of distress, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The two stood on the balcony hugging each other for a long time. Seeing that it was late, Lu Rufeng said in a low voice, "An'an, shall we go in and sleep? Don't think about it anymore."

Jian Anan nodded slightly, and Lu Rufeng carried him into the house and lay on the bed. Lu Rufeng turned off the lights in the room, leaving only a night light emitting a dim yellow light.

Jian Anan tossed and turned, feeling like something was blocked in her heart, and it was difficult to breathe.

Lu Rufeng noticed Jian Anan's tossing and turning, stretched out his long arms and pulled her into his arms, stroking the smooth and delicate skin of her cheeks with his big hands, and asked softly, "Can't you sleep?"

Jian Anan didn't say a word. Under the dim yellow light, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly. After a long while, she said in an erratic voice: "Rufeng, tell me, if that child is still there... can he run and walk? Will you call us mom and dad?"

Feeling Lu Rufeng's body stiffen suddenly, Jian Anan suddenly realized something, and changed the topic, "Rufeng, go to sleep, I'm sleepy."

Jian Anan closed her eyes, her slightly fluttering eyelashes let Lu Rufeng know that she was not asleep.

Apart from hugging him tighter, Lu Rufeng didn't know how to comfort Jian Anan.

More than three in the morning.

Jian Anan, who was sleeping soundly, frowned, her expression was painful, and she was muttering something with her mouth opening and closing. Suddenly, Jian Anan sat up and cried out in surprise, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, mom I know I'm wrong, don't leave, woo woo woo..."

Lu Rufeng woke up startled, seeing Jian Anan who was crying and trembling, hugged her first reaction, and comforted her anxiously: "An'an, wake up, you are just dreaming, you are just dreaming, wake up! "

Silent in sadness, Jian Anan woke up like a dream, buried her face deeply in Lu Rufeng's arms, and cried, "Rufeng, I... I dreamed about our child, and he said it was all me, and it was all my fault for letting him come here." There is no chance in this world to take a look, he said, he doesn't want me as a mother anymore, he, woo..."

The more Jian Anan talked, the more she cried, and at the end she almost couldn't breathe.

Her sad cry was like a blunt knife sawing through Lu Rufeng's heart.

Lu Rufeng patted Jian Anan's back lightly, and comforted in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, the child won't blame you, he will definitely understand you, this is just a dream, don't cry, be good..."

If the child is to blame, it is also to blame his poor father.

Jian Anan was silent and unable to extricate herself from her grief, and buried herself in Lu Rufeng's chest, sobbing in a low voice. She didn't notice that Lu Rufeng was biting her thin lips tightly, traces of blood leaked from her lips, and her mouth was filled with the smell of blood. The big hand that patted Jian An'an's back was always gentle.

Jian Anan didn't know how long she cried before she fell asleep in a daze.

Lu Rufeng carefully let Jian Anan lie back on the bed from his arms. Looking at the man who cried so much that his face was covered with tears and his shoulders twitched from time to time, Lu Rufeng's heart was pierced.

Kissing away the tears on her face little by little, Lu Rufeng said again and again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Jian Anan drank the traditional Chinese medicine for half a year, and even though she wouldn't vomit like she did at the beginning, he still remembered her nausea and pale face every time.

Every time she opens her mouth to persuade Jian Anan to give up, she always sees through her own thoughts first, pretends to be nonchalant in front of him, and deliberately says in a relaxed tone, it's okay, it's not hard at all, I want to persevere.

At this time, Lu Rufeng's throat seemed to be blocked by something, dry and uncomfortable, and he couldn't utter the words to persuade Jian Anan to give up.

I hated myself for being powerless.

The sky outside the window gradually brightened, and the sun shone in, making the house bright.

With a groan, Jian An slowly opened her eyes, and Lu Rufeng's face came into view, followed by his bloodshot eyes.

She froze, staring at him blankly.

In the next second, Jian Anan was hugged tightly by Lu Rufeng, with such strength that it made her ache slightly.

"Rufeng, you..."

"I'm sorry, I know I can't make up for the wrong things I have done if I say sorry a thousand times or ten thousand times, but I don't know what else I can do besides saying sorry..."

Although he couldn't see the expression on Lu Rufeng's face clearly, his body trembling while hugging him, Jian Anan could feel the remorse and self-blame in his words.

(End of this chapter)