Adorable baby strikes: Daddy, Mommy is mine

Chapter 530 What do you call me

This familiar sentence pattern made Jian Minghui very happy, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised a curve: "The moonlight is so beautiful, how about sitting down and talking about life and ideals?"

"Sir, turn left when you go out, go straight, and you will be able to call a taxi soon."

"Ok?"

"You are welcome in any psychiatric hospital!" Tang Shi couldn't help but roll her eyes, she hadn't seen such an old-fashioned way of striking up a conversation for many years, this man knew that he was mentally ill.

Uh... It was actually regarded as a neuropathy...

Jian Minghui never expected that the first time they struck up a conversation would be so tragic.

He coughed low to hide his embarrassment: "Miss Tang doesn't remember me?"

"Who do you think you are, why do I remember you?" Tang Shi became even more impatient, where did this psychosis come from, and how did it come in?
"Come here, there is a neuropathy here."

"..." Jian Minghui.

So this is the real Tang poetry?
He couldn't laugh or cry for a while, he never knew that after losing the aura of "Mr. Jian", he was nothing in Tang Shi's heart.

However, in order to prevent the servant from really kicking him out, Jian Minghui hurriedly apologized with a low smile: "I'm sorry, because I was inexplicably excited when I saw Miss Tang again, and I was abrupt for a while. I was the mask who danced with Miss Tang at the ball that day male."

Only then did Tang Shi realize that it was no wonder that the voice sounded familiar to her, it turned out to be him.

"Why are you here?"

"I have something to do with Mr. Steven. I happened to pass by here and saw Ms. Tang sitting in the gazebo. She seemed to be in a bad mood, so I came over to have a look."

Walking to another stone bench, Tang Shi forced a smile: "Well, I'm not in a good mood."

"Would you mind talking to me?"

"Say it, will you feel better?"

"Maybe not, but sharing the unhappiness in your heart with others is better than being depressed alone, isn't it?"

Touching the cup lightly with her fingers, Tang Shi lowered her eyes and pondered, and it took a long time before she slowly opened her mouth: "Today, he carefully prepared surprises for other women, candlelight dinners, and even...maybe he will spend a good night... ..."

There was a flash of pain in the bottom of his eyes, and Jian Minghui clenched his fists unconsciously, for fear that he couldn't help but hug that slender and weak figure into his arms.

"Maybe, they just had dinner, you think too much..."

Looking in the direction of Lu Shan's room, Tang Shi smiled wryly: "Really? Would you believe that the lonely men and widows are locked in the room just to have a candlelight dinner?"

"I don't believe it..." Jian Minghui's answer was very difficult as his Adam's apple slipped slightly.

In that case, I'm afraid even a fool wouldn't believe it?
At this moment, two overlapping figures suddenly appeared on the window of Lu Shan's room, shaking so violently that one could tell how intense things they were doing without even thinking about it.

"Pa——" the cup fell to the ground with a crisp sound, Tang Shi stared at the window, tears quickly gathered in his eyes.

It's all like this, does she still choose to continue to believe?
"Don't look." Following her gaze, Jian Minghui's eyes were full of coldness.

Damn it!

"If you don't look at it, you can deceive yourself and tell yourself that things are not what I think?"

"Maybe, things are indeed different from what you imagined."

"Really? Maybe they are just dancing? Just playing games? Just looking at the scenery by the window? Just embracing and looking at the moon? Just talking about the ideal of life from poetry and poetry..." Tang Shi said, laughing, "You Do you believe it?"

Jian Minghui couldn't say a word of rebuttal as if there was a lump in his throat.

After hesitating for a long time, I still stretched out my hand, hugged Tang Shi into my arms, and patted her on the back lightly: "Cry, maybe crying will make you feel better."

Clutching his clothes tightly, Tang Shi couldn't help sobbing softly.

The suppressed sobbing made Jian Minghui feel like a knife stabbed him.

How much he wanted to tell her the truth of the matter, but several times the words came to his lips, but he swallowed them harshly.

He was really scared, afraid that if Tang Shi didn't understand the truth, he would despair and give up...

I'm afraid that Tang Shi will get hurt and die if she knows the truth...

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper." After crying for a while, Tang Shi gently pushed him away, feeling that he was so inexplicably powerful that he would show his emotions in front of a stranger, and cry in the arms of a strange man.

Was it because this man had a similar experience with her that she let her guard down?
Or is it because of the smell and feeling she is familiar with in this man?
"It's okay, I understand. It's also a good thing to find someone to vent to when you're sad."

"What about you? What do you do when you feel uncomfortable?" Tang Shi asked curiously.

Speaking of which, this man's situation is much more difficult than hers.

He clearly loves a woman deeply, but he can only choose to hurt him; he clearly wants to protect the woman he loves wholeheartedly, but he has to be misunderstood and cast aside by his lover and even everyone.

A person who bears such a heavy secret and pain, but is misunderstood by the whole world, must be full of bitterness in his heart, right?
"I don't feel bad."

"why?"

"Because I know that as long as she can live well. Because I know that everything I do is worthwhile. Because I know that even though the current situation is very difficult, sooner or later we will be reunited."

"I wish you good luck." At this time, Tang Shi was very envious of the woman he protected. Although she needs to bear the pain of being separated now, at least she still has a thought, because one day everything will pass.

"Thank you."

"Should I continue to believe it? Maybe, like you, everything he did was to protect me, even if he was sleeping with other women..." Tang Shi shook his head again before he finished speaking, "But What's the point of such protection?"

"Mrs. Jane, trust your heart. Your eyes will lie to you, but your heart won't."

Hearing this familiar address, Tang Shi suddenly raised her head and looked at Jian Minghui in disbelief: "What do you call me?"

A deep voice slowly spit out from thin lips: "Mrs. Jane."

"you……"

Jian Minghui smiled lowly: "I'm just a frustrated person who has a similar experience to you."

Tang Shi stared at him for a moment, as if trying to see something from behind the mask.

Although the appearance and voice were not familiar, but the sentence "Mrs. Jane" made her instantly sure that he must be Jian Minghui, and he couldn't be wrong!

If the man beside her was Jian Minghui, then who was the man who spent the hot night with Lu Shan in her room?
"Mrs. Jian, would you mind having a drink with me?" Looking at Tang Shi's expression, Jian Minghui knew that she had already guessed almost everything, and couldn't help but sighed fiercely in his heart.

I warned myself over and over not to tell Mrs. Lu, but I still couldn't hold back.

If the father-in-law finds out, he will definitely want to kill him, right?
(End of this chapter)