Dote on the wife first: President, love after marriage!

Chapter 298 12 years later
"Cut it out."

In the blurred vision due to excessive pain, Jiang Moyan's face was pale, and his hand on my sweaty forehead was trembling even more. He must have been extremely scared at this time.

"No, wait any longer." The hard nails were embedded in the flesh, and the pain made my consciousness gradually clear. There was pain in my stomach, and before I closed my mouth, painful groans overflowed my lips and teeth.

The distress in Jiang Moyan's eyes overflowed, and he held my hand tightly, "I can't wait any longer, too long time is not good for the child, let's have an autotomy."

"Yeah, you had a cesarean section before, and the abdominal wound can't support your torment." The doctor who performed the operation on me was my former colleague, and she also echoed.

I tightened my lower lip and told myself to hold on for a while, just for a while.It is my second childbirth, but it is a brand new experience. I have delivered so many children before. When pregnant women cry out in pain, I know that they are in pain, but as time goes by, they become numb and indifferent. Now I have experienced it personally. Only then did I realize that the pain was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The labor pains came one after another, and I kept exerting force. I don't know who said, "My head is coming out."My heart was filled with joy in an instant, and I floated up to the clouds. In the eyes blurred by tears, I seemed to see the child smiling at me. My body, which was stiff due to excessive force, suddenly relaxed, and I lay powerlessly on the operating table, my hands were slowly released, my heavy eyelids were slowly closed, the noise gradually moved away from my ears, and my world became quiet.

When he woke up again, the light was already on in the room, the light was soft, and the faint cry of the child was very clear in the quiet room. Looking at the sound, Jiang Moyan was shaking the small bed, frantically helping the little child to change it. Wearing a diaper, the child's two slender legs became thinner and smaller in his hands.

"I'll look at him."

Jiang Moyan, who was still holding his leg, suddenly looked up happily, "You wake up, come and see our son."

Jiang Moyan was just about to push the bed over excitedly, but when he lowered his head, he realized that he was still holding the diaper he was going to change for the child in his hand. His fair face was dyed a thin blush once, and after continuing the unfinished movement just now, he pushed the child to me in front of.

He had just finished crying, and was still choking with grievances, his sparse eyelashes were tightly glued together, he smacked his mouth a few times, and fell asleep, seeing his cute appearance, my heart instantly melted into a pool of spring water .

I reached out and poked his face like a freshly peeled egg. He was much fatter than Yaya at that time, and his face was very sensual. There was a happy smile on my face. Well-behaved daughter, newborn son, love me Such a man, life is like this, what else can I not be satisfied with.

"Come and drink some water." Jiang Moyan helped me to feed me water little by little, "Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."

I shook my head, watching his eyes bend into a crescent shape, Jiang Moyan lowered his head and kissed my water-stained lips, put down the cup, and hugged me tightly.

"Xiaoxi, thank you." He said emotionally, and the sound of his Adam's apple rolling was clear to his ears.

"Thank me for what? I gave you a son?"

There was a trace of teasing in the weak voice.

"Actually, there is such a reason." Jiang Moyan gently pushed me away from his arms, and looked into my eyes with smiling eyes, as if they wanted to penetrate into my heart.Suddenly, the smile in his eyes disappeared and only seriousness remained.

"Thank you for giving me a loyal love, thank you for letting me taste the joy of being a father, thank you for giving me a family, thank you for making me feel happy. Meeting you in this life is not in vain. I have gone through this world once. I hope that in my next life, I will meet you again."

What he said was sincere, my eyes were full of emotion, and a happy smile appeared on my face.

"I'm thinking about my next life before this life is over! However, in my next life, I never thought about meeting you, it's too tiring. I want to meet a warm man from the beginning to the end, and live an ordinary but warm life. "

"You're thinking about Lu Ming!" Jiang Moyan's face darkened in an instant, and the hand on my shoulder increased a little bit.

I faintly saw the anger beating in his eyes, and I laughed out loud.

"It turns out that you also feel that you are far from Nuannan. Now that you have realized your shortcomings, you should correct them."

In fact, what I want to hear most is that he tell me, whatever type you like, I will try my best to become that type. Unexpectedly, he thinks that I am thinking about Lu Ming. I shake my head lightly, and sometimes feel that Jiang Mo Yan's EQ is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and sometimes he feels that his EQ is comparable to that of an idiot.

"I'm thinking of other men, so I have the nerve to laugh at me." Jiang Moyan squeaked at me, gave me a hard look, hugged me up, let me lean on the head of the bed, took it and put it aside An Qing The soft cushion that my son sewed by himself is placed on my back.

"Sit down for a while, I'll be right back."

I nodded lightly, and let Jiang Moyan pull the sleeping little guy by my side.

Not long after, he came back with a thermos bucket, "Mom said you were about to wake up, so you went to make rice porridge ahead of time. She wanted to come over, but I thought it was getting late, so I asked her to go back and rest first."

"Why are you explaining so much to me? I don't know how Mom treats me now." I rolled my eyes at Jiang Moyan, took the bowl and started to eat slowly.

An Qing'er has treated me like a daughter for more than two years. Now that I have given her a grandson, she must be very happy. Jiang Moyan still thinks that I would care about her not coming to see me. .

Jiang Moyan smiled lightly, didn't talk, just sat quietly and watched me quietly eating rice porridge.Jiang Moyan named the child Jiang Xiyan, a very pleasant name, but he never thought that the name Jiang Moyan chose would allow the word Xiyan to interpret the character of the child when he grows up - Xiyan is taciturn.

For the next few days, the visiting group headed by An Qinger, Qiushuang, my mother, my brother, and Qianhui Fengtian swayed in front of me every three days. With them, and the noise of the newborn child, I gradually Forget the pain caused by those people who left in my life, and put all my thoughts on this young master who has a somewhat arrogant temper.

However, my thoughts are on him, it's just that Jiang Moyan has taken full responsibility for taking care of him, and I can't get involved at all.

Even in the middle of the night, as long as the child cries, Jiang Moyan, who is alert and sleepy, will immediately jump up from the bed, hug his son, coax him in a soft voice, and occasionally hum a few nursery rhymes. The sound is not only a good lullaby to lull my son to sleep, but by the way, even I fell asleep quickly when I heard it.

The days were comfortable and warm, and in the blink of an eye, it had been more than three months, during which An Qinger and Mecca's wedding finally took place.However, there was an episode interspersed in the middle, grandma and Jiang Yulin came uninvited, and grandma's rude words made the originally warm wedding feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

In the end, it was Jiang Moyan who came forward to invite the two of them away. Looking at the elderly and slightly hunched figure of my grandma, my emotions were a bit complicated. Some people struggled for a lifetime, but she got nothing, even if she was buried up to her neck by the loess, She is still going her own way, doing things that she thinks are meaningless to her. The life of such a person is sad.

And Jiang Yulin, I saw the way he looked at An Qinger, I knew he regretted it, maybe he was getting older, and when he turned around and recalled the past, he would realize that he still had love for someone, but This love has already been covered with a layer of dust that will never be wiped off because of the passage of time.

Simply put, Jiang Yulin was not an extreme host. At the wedding, he gave An Qinger happiness in front of everyone. I still remember that An Qinger, who was wearing a white wedding dress, burst into tears, and she simply said "thank you" , took the handkerchief Mecca handed over to wipe away tears, took Mecca's hand and turned to the priest.

Jiang Yulin looked gloomy and finally turned and left. I can't tell who is right and who is wrong about their relationship. I only hope that my father-in-law, who rarely cares about children, can have a peaceful ten thousand years.

When Jiang Moyan came back, his face darkened slightly, and I frowned slightly.

"he died."

"Who?" The dead word made my whole body tense instantly, and I swallowed nervously.

"Jiang Huai died in the prison. Gu Ning'er couldn't stand the painful life in the prison. She went crazy not long ago. Grandma came back here because of this matter." After all, blood is thicker than water, and no amount of hatred is enough With Jiang Huai's departure, it gradually faded away. When Jiang Moyan mentioned him, he no longer had the same contempt and hatred as before. He sighed softly, "Grandma's thoughts are always beyond my comprehension, and I am obsessed with her." With a sound, after deeply experiencing the feeling of hopelessness, she actually asked me to bury her with Jiang Huai after she died in the future. Do you think it's funny?"

"It's nothing funny. I think no matter how bastard your grandpa is, he is still her husband in her heart." What's the point of not being together when you're alive? What's the point of being buried together after death? In the end, I can't even see such a simple point clearly, it's extremely sad!
They left Vancouver not long after An Qinger's wedding, and returned to Vancouver where they lived to live together. I mentioned Feng Tian at the beginning that she could be An Qinger's assistant. An Qinger liked Feng Tian very much before. I heard that She is a design student and readily agreed.

In order to satisfy Feng Tian's wish to learn art from a teacher, Gu Yan also took her to Vancouver, and the familiar people around her gradually left, and I also became steel without much feeling.It's just that I occasionally think about it at night, and I miss it tightly in my heart.

Jiang Moyan always leaves early and returns late these days. At first I thought it was something wrong with the company. I called Qianhui, only to find out that Suyang, which has gradually reduced its industry in Wencheng, has been calm at all, and Jiang Moyan also Having never been to a company, I couldn't help feeling suspicious. "What's the matter, weren't you guys still sweet a few days ago? Why did you find out his whereabouts in just a few days?"

"No, I haven't seen him in the past few days, and I feel a little uneasy." Since Xiyan was born, the focus of our lives has almost shifted to him, and the communication between me and Jiang Moyan has also decreased. What, he just told me briefly when he went out these few days, and didn't mention what he was doing, so I couldn't help thinking about it.

"What are you worried about? I think you just stay at home every day and think about things. How does Mr. Jiang treat you? We all have sharp eyes and see very clearly. He will never do anything to betray you. Come." Qian Hui spoke quickly, and began to lecture me.

"Why are you so nervous, he sounds more excited than me!"

"Of course I'm nervous. If you provoke Mr. Jiang to be unhappy, he won't be able to deal with official business for several days, and the burden is all on Wang Haoyu. Seeing him as busy as a spinning top, I feel distressed!"

I chuckled, "It's not that your man is capable, otherwise how could such an important job of handling company affairs fall on him!"

Chatting with her for nothing, I didn't close the line until Xiyan started to cry.

Chatting with Qian Hui for a while, my heart felt a lot more at ease. I helped Xiyan walk slowly in the room, rocked him gently, and he fell asleep after a while, looking at his chubby little face , I had a little more tenderness on my face, telling myself not to guess anything, just ask face to face.

That night, Jiang Moyan came back very late again. I sat on the sofa and played a boring TV series to pass the time. As soon as Jiang Moyan entered the door, he half-rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, asked me if I was hungry, and walked into the kitchen .

I sighed helplessly, every time I go home these days, these are the same questions he asks, put down the newspaper, and follow him into the kitchen.

"Xiyan fell asleep?"

"Well, it's not like you don't know that he always goes to bed early and gets up early."

This Xiyan is very similar to Yaya. Now I don’t use an alarm clock. As long as he wakes up in the morning, around six o’clock in the morning, he is a quiet child. As long as he doesn’t pee or is hungry, he will be there by himself. Eyes like black beans, looking east and west.It's just that since I had him, I have always been a light sleeper, and I would wake up as soon as I heard a slight movement, even if I didn't do anything, lying quietly on the bed and watching him, I also felt at ease in my heart.

He picks vegetables, washes vegetables and cuts vegetables neatly, a typical good man at home, I half lean on the door and sniff my nose lightly, the faint smell of perfume enters my nose, my heart is slightly turbulent, and I close my eyebrows to him I don't want to admit it, but the smell of perfume really exists on his body.

"Explain." I pulled off his shirt with a cold face, the oil in the pot sizzled, and Jiang Moyan was putting chopped green onion and ginger in the pot.Hearing this, he frowned and looked at me suspiciously, looking as innocent as possible. Seeing him like this, I felt an inexplicable anger in my heart.

"Explain why you smell like a woman's perfume."

I don't use perfume, but my nose is very easy to use. His body is definitely not a men's perfume such as cologne, but a perfume of an unknown brand.

"Is there?" Jiang Moyan put the potato sticks in the pot and stir-fried a few times, put down the shovel, raised his arm and smelled it in front of his nose, "Why do I only smell a smell of oily smoke and sweat."

"Don't doubt my sense of smell." I don't know whether he is acting too well or is really innocent, I can't see the slightest flaw from his expression, I stared at him for a few seconds, and after seeing him contemplating to no avail, I hold back Get rid of the emotion in your eyes, and turn around silently.

I don't know if I'm too sensitive. In my heart, I always think that no matter what happens in this life, Jiang Moyan will not do anything to betray me and make me sad, but now, I shook my head.

I told myself that maybe I was thinking too much, and it seemed inappropriate to convict him just by the smell of perfume.I stopped and turned to look at him, "Where have you been these days?"

"company······"

"Don't be so busy, I'm not hungry, I'll go upstairs first." My heart suddenly felt as if it was falling into an ice cellar, and I shivered from the cold.After knowing Jiang Moyan for so many years, he seems to never lie to me.Without waiting for him to speak further, I quickly turned around, as if there was a scourge behind me, and went up the stairs as if fleeing, the dull sound of my feet pounding heavily on my aching heart.

"Xiaoxi, open the door."

Seeing that I was not normal, Jiang Moyan called me a few times. Seeing that my footsteps did not stop, he turned off the fire and strode to catch up. Hearing the sound of footsteps, I stepped into the bedroom suddenly and locked the door behind me.Jiang Moyan pushed and turned the doorknob, and knocked lightly on the door, his tone full of anxiety.

I leaned against the door in silence, Jiang Moyan, Jiang Moyan, you are so smart, even if you lie to me, you have to make up a lie that is not so easy to be exposed, at least in this way, my heart will not be as it is now as uncomfortable.

"Xiaoxi, you open the door, did you misunderstand something?"

"It's not a misunderstanding, but you lied to me. You didn't go to the company at all! What's the matter, you live in such a peaceful life, do you feel that you have no passion, and you want to go out to find some excitement! If so, you should also wipe the traces Clean it up, and bring back those disgusting fox smells, who is disgusting!"

I was so angry that I couldn't hold back and opened the door forcefully, and spewed fire face to face with him.The two clusters of burning anger that danced in the eyes seemed to burn him into ashes, and the violent ups and downs of the chest showed that at this moment, there was overwhelming anger in my heart.

"Sorry, I didn't go to the company."

"Hey, how quickly this word has changed! You don't need to explain, you will stay in the guest room for me in the future!"

Honesty and honesty, the two words I have always believed in before, have now become empty talk, and the anger in my heart is like a bucket of oil poured on it, and it burns quickly.However, there is one thing about me that makes me despise myself. No matter how angry I am, I will not use my words to attack personally. What I said just now has become the maximum limit.

"Xiaoxi, don't get excited, listen to me." Jiang Moyan grabbed my arm, saw me struggling, and with a force, I was wrapped in his arms.

"Jiang Moyan, let go!" It may be a problem with the brain nerves. The closer I get, the stronger the smell of inferior perfume. I, who is allergic to the smell of perfume, wrinkled my face instantly.

"I haven't been to the company these days..."

"You lied to me if you didn't go. It was a waste of my trust in you. Jiang Moyan, you are a bastard." I was so angry that I was trapped by him and couldn't move. I bit his shoulder hard, Jiang Moyan's body Slightly stiff.

"Fool, I'm so happy now, do you think I'd be so stupid as to abandon the three of you?" Jiang Moyan rubbed the top of my head vigorously, "I just wanted to give you a surprise, but I didn't expect to make you misunderstand , it was my fault."

Jiang Moyan lowered his head and approached my ear, "I didn't expect you to be so excited, but I'm quite happy to see you like this. The more angry you are, the more you care about me."

"Jiang Moyan, if you use this method to prove how much I like you, you are a complete bastard." The fire of anger was not extinguished by his low words, but burned more and more vigorously.

"I'm a bastard, I shouldn't lie to you. But I can tell you that the woman in your phenomenon will never exist. As for the smell of perfume on my body, I should have left the coffee shop after discussing the details with the wedding planner this afternoon. When I met a girl, she was holding a bunch of things and dropped them on the ground. It was my responsibility, so I picked them up for her. We were very close at that time, and the smell of perfume should have been contaminated at that time. "

When it came to wedding planning, I already knew why he was out these days, and my anger subsided a bit.However, the scrutiny eyes never moved away from his obsidian-like apologetic eyes, as if he was checking whether he lied to me.

"Song Xiaoxi, am I such an unbearable person in your heart?" Jiang Moyan suddenly lowered his face, "If that's really the case, do you think I've been with Liao Yang for two years and I'm still indifferent to her?" ? If you don’t move your head anymore, I think your IQ will directly degrade to zero.”

Jiang Moyan raised his hand and tapped on my forehead. There was a trace of anger in his movement, and there was pain on his forehead. I gave him a hard look.

"You lied to me first, and it was your fault." I touched my forehead that hurt from his beating, and often some misunderstandings were caused by an unintentional white lie, "Frankly, frankly, Jiang Moyan said this Why haven't the two words taken root in you yet!"

I broke away from his embrace, my almond-eyed eyes widened, my hands on my waist, like a shrew, and growled at him.

"I understand these two words, but I won't do it in the future." Jiang Moyan looked serious and pressed my shoulder-grown hair behind his ears, "We're almost ready for the wedding, let's go see tomorrow together Any dissatisfaction?"

Jiang Moyan's face was more flattering, "I know you are afraid of trouble, this wedding is very simple, I just plan to invite some relatives and friends to witness our wedding in the small church in Wencheng."

"Okay, come as you like." He has always wanted to hold a wedding. If I don't agree, we will always have some regrets when we think about each other when we are old.

Jiang Moyan didn't expect me to say that. He smiled fondly, "This is your wedding, which only happens once in a lifetime. If what I arrange is not what you want, don't blame me."

"As long as you can't be wrong, you'll be fine." I'm used to seeing many weddings, and they are basically the same. Apart from being a little excited to put on a wedding dress for my beloved, I don't have much expectation.

On the day of the wedding, it was indeed as low-key as Jiang Moyan said. No media in Wencheng knew that I was married to Jiang Moyan. On the first night of the wedding, Jiang Moyan was very concerned and insisted on letting me live in the chapel in nearby hotels.

He led me downstairs, I didn't see the luxury car usually used to pick up the bride, Jiang Moyan slowly squatted down under my suspicious eyes.

After understanding what he meant, I didn't say much. I leaned on his shoulders, and he carried my steady steps behind my back, stepping step by step on the red carpet that extended to the chapel.

"From here to the door of the chapel, I counted exactly one hundred steps. I want to tell you that the happiness I want to give you is 100%, and I don't want to mix any impurities."

A short paragraph made my tears fall down my eyes like a tear gas bomb, a drop fell on the tulle on my head, and finally fell into his white tuxedo.

There are no salutes, no flowers, not many relatives and friends watching the ceremony, only the sound of soothing music, Jiang Moyan followed the melody under their eyes, and carried me step by step to the front of the platform. Looking at us with a smile on his face.

The wedding was simple but revealed a sense of warmth, without too many words, the whole process was so casual and natural, we exchanged rings under the blessing of the priest, and finally ended the short wedding with a touch of kiss.

On our wedding night, we didn’t go to a luxurious hotel, and we didn’t have any friends to make trouble for us. Jiang Moyan and I lay quietly in a bedroom that was completely rejuvenated and filled with festive surroundings. After some time, Jiang Moyan and I seemed to have a good understanding Looking at each other sideways and smiling, the picture seems to be frozen here, the years are quiet, and with you by my company, I am no longer alone in this life.

The next morning I signed for a courier from abroad, which contained a few photos and a letter that couldn't be simpler.

"Happy wedding, I'm living a good life, Lu Ming."

I took the photo, and it was a photo of him with a good-looking woman, and there were a few more photos with Lu Qi on it. The three of them seemed to get along very well in the picture. Seeing this, my heart seemed to be completely relieved. Expand it.

This result is definitely my favorite.

Time flies, it seems that more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

12 years later, Wencheng.

In a small apartment with an unremarkable appearance but a brand new rest.

The girl in camouflage uniform and boots has neat short hair, sitting on the fabric sofa in the middle of the living room with no expression on her face, her deep eyes are old-fashioned that doesn't match her age, her eyebrows are flat, her eyes are big and straight, they should be soft and beautiful In terms of appearance, but because of the heroic spirit between her brows, she is a little more capable and cold, so she is the Yaya when she grows up, that is, Jiang Ximo.

"Do you have to go?" Sitting across from her was the more mature Jiang Moyan. In the past 12 years, his brows and eyes have been engraved with the imprint of time, without any loss of his natural nobleness. The magnetic voice is the self-prestige without anger after years of precipitation, but this majesty seems to have no effect on Yaya sitting opposite.

"Yes." Without thinking too much, she simply agreed.

"Yaya you..."

"Yaya is my baby name, please call me Jiang Ximo." The corners of Yaya's mouth curled up slightly, and the expression on her face remained the same as before.

"Comrade Jiang Ximo, you are not as cute and cute as you were when you were young." Jiang Moyan's face was full of helplessness, and he rubbed the center of his brows with some headaches, "No matter what decision you make, as long as it does not violate the principle, I will definitely support it In the end. It’s just a little difficult for your mother. You have not been by her side for so many years, and she will miss you every few days. It is agreed that you will come back to Wencheng after the end of this year, which is good for Wencheng If you don’t come, don’t tell me, you still want to go abroad, and what’s even more disturbing is that you don’t know when you’ll be back.”

"Dad, aren't you the best at dealing with Mom? Can you just help me out? This task is very important. When I finish this time, I promise to come back to Wen Cheng." Yaya changed her face in an instant. He poured Jiang Moyan a glass of water with a flattering face.

"I just listen to your promise, but I dare not believe it anymore."

"Dad, you also know that you can't help yourself to some extent in our business. But, I promise, I will take good care of myself and never let you and mom worry too much."

"Look, how much a father loves his daughter, and he bought just this glass of boiled water. Seeing that Dad is so easy to pass, he has time to come back to see your mother. Recently, you regretted that you went to junior high school, and her heart was empty." , What I like most when I have nothing to do is to look at the photos of your siblings for a long time."

Jiang Moyan said that he drank the cold water in the cup in one gulp, "The water my daughter pours just tastes different."

Yaya pulled the corner of her mouth and lowered her head, "I fully understand what Dad said, you are completely complaining that I have come back too few times these years, but you also know that our time arrangement is not so free, wait until I am tired When the time comes, maybe I will come back to accompany you all of a sudden." Yaya's face was full of smiles, and she took the empty cup in Jiang Moyan's hand, "Since the water I pour is different, I will keep pouring it for you today. enough!"

The corners of Jiang Moyan's mouth twitched slightly. This girl must have inherited his character and the acquired environment. Now she is completely a fast-changing, extremely black-bellied master!

"Dongyang is back. I'm going to hold an art exhibition recently. When you're free these few days, go and see if there's anything you can do to help."

"Okay." Yaya's voice came from Jiang Moyan who had just opened the bedroom.

"That child Dongyang is very good, please contact me more in the future when you have time."

"Dad, I'm only 19 years old, you should accept the idea of ​​packing me up and sending me away." Yaya said, closing the door and entering the room.

Jiang Moyan shook his head lightly. If he was talking about Lu Qi just now, this girl would definitely say: "Dad, the person who hasn't contacted your daughter for so many years, do you think it is reliable to be your future son-in-law?"

Knowing daughter Mo Ruofu, she is resentful that Lu Qicong has never been to Wencheng since he went to France, not to mention that he has never even made a phone call.After so many years, everyone thought that Yaya had forgotten Lu Qi, but they didn't know that she had buried him in her heart. Jiang Moyan accidentally found a photo of Lu Qi when he was a child in one of her albums that only contained his own photos. Her intentions couldn't be more obvious than in the photos.

The pink room was incompatible with Yaya's heroic figure. She stood by the window with her hands behind her back. This time, the task was a bit tricky. The location was in France. Thinking that he was also there, her heroic little face became a little colder.

(End of this chapter)