Passionate President Unintentional Wife

Chapter 133

Situ Rui's hand trembled slightly in mid-air, her words obviously hurt the wound in his heart, "slap" a crisp slap in the face, he slapped her hard in anger, he used his anger to cover up his fragility, "Leng Nian'en, you have gone against the sky!"

"Hum..." Nian En covered her hot cheeks, raised her eyebrows and sneered, and retorted without fear of death, "Why, you've hit the nail on the head with what I said, and you're so angry?"

"You want to die!" Situ Rui lost his mind completely in a panic, raised his hand and slapped Nian En on the other side of the cheek.

This time, Nian En felt a sharp palm wind coming, her small face flickered, and she avoided this more vicious palm, she didn't want to swallow her humiliation and be his victim.

Situ Rui slapped her in vain, and became even more annoyed at the moment. He stretched out his hands and grabbed her neck, his eyes were bloodthirsty, and he cursed furiously, "Damn woman,"

Nian En felt that it was getting more and more difficult to breathe, and she had no doubt that he would really strangle herself to death in his rage.

"Henry, you are getting more and more outrageous!" Situ Han, who was watching his son's anger, really couldn't bear to see his son's atrocities, and climbed up the stairs angrily.

"Cough cough..." Nian En only felt dizzy, and her eyes were darkened, but she let out a chuckle with slightly raised lips. It would be good if she was strangled to death by him, and she could finally be relieved!

"Henry, let go!" Seeing that his son was about to strangle his daughter-in-law to death, Situ Han struggled to grab his son's wrist.

"Go away!" Situ Han's actions annoyed Situ Rui, and he pushed Situ Han out with a wave of his hand.

A loud "Gudong" woke up the irrational Situ Rui, let go of the hand that was holding Nian En's neck, and looked at the person rolling down the stairs with bloodshot eyes.

It turned out that being pushed by his son, Situ Han lost his footing and fell straight down the stairs.

Situ Rui finally panicked and rushed downstairs like crazy.

"Father!" Nian En called softly, and his weak body fell limply along the wall at the stairs.

Situ Han was sent to the hospital, time passed by, and there was no news from the hospital, Nian En could only pray for him in his heart.

During the days when I came to Situ's house, although I didn't have much contact with my father-in-law, Nian En could feel that he was a lonely old man. Although he always had a serious face on weekdays, in fact he It is quite easy to get along with, not as unreasonable as imagined.

After waiting all night, there was still no news. In the early morning, Nian En curled up on the sofa and fell asleep in a daze.

In the dream, Situ Rui angrily accused her of Xingshi's crimes, and slapped her both left and right.

With burning pain on her face, Nian En tried her best to open her eyes, and saw a figure in a blur. She knew that it was Situ Rui standing in front of her at this time. Although she couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, she could feel the The anger and coldness emanating from him.

It was not a dream!

Rubbing her hot and swollen cheeks, she asked softly, "How is your father's injury?"

"You evil spirit!" Situ Rui grabbed her neck again, and she felt a little difficult to breathe with a little force, "If something happens to him, I want you to be buried with him!" He let go of his hand angrily , and then walked out quickly.

Staring blankly at his leaving back, Nian En guessed that the old man must have been seriously injured and his life was in danger.

Situ Rui strode to his father's study and picked up the photo frame on the table. The gentle and beautiful woman in the photo was the one he had called his mother for more than 20 years, but one day he suddenly discovered that his biological mother was someone else. Man, he is nothing more than a humble bastard!
It turned out that a bad person like him did not deserve such a good mother!
When the old man was dying in the ward, he called her name. In order to express his apology, Situ Rui ran home to get her photo.

When he got home and saw her sleeping on the sofa, he couldn't help but go up and find fault.

He hated himself, hated himself for losing control the moment he saw her!

With a slight sigh, Situ Rui took the photo and rushed back to the hospital without stopping.

In the hospital ward, Situ Han was half-sitting on the hospital bed, looking at his son kindly, "Henry, there are actually some things I have kept in my heart for a long time, and I have always wanted to find a chance to chat with you!"

In more than ten years, it was the first time that Situ Rui sat down patiently to accompany his father. He held a bright red apple in one hand and a fruit knife in the other. He lowered his head and carefully peeled the apple. After hearing what Lao Tzu said, his sword eyebrows slightly frowned. , "You'd better save some energy and talk about it when you recover from the illness!" Although the tone was stiff, there was obvious concern.

The moment he saw the old man fall down the stairs, Situ Rui really wanted to strangle himself to death. Only then did he realize that he didn't really hate his father. In fact, he had been avoiding him all this time, pretending to be indifferent and ruthless. Things you don't want to face.

"Actually, I'm very glad that I got sick!" Situ Han smiled knowingly on his vicissitudes face, "Otherwise, I don't know if my father and son will have the opportunity to sit together like this in my lifetime!"

Situ Rui continued to lower his head and focus on the work at hand, and said in a mean-spirited manner, "You are really long-winded!"

"Then let me say a few more words!" Situ Han suppressed the smile on his face, looked at his son and said earnestly, "Henry, don't tell me you haven't seen it clearly until now, in fact, what you think you don't care about the most? Things, on the contrary, may be what you care about the most!
The hand holding the knife visibly trembled, Situ Rui raised his head, with doubts and dissatisfaction in his eyes, "What are you talking about?"

"Do you really not understand what I'm talking about?" Situ Han asked back.

Jiang is still old and hot, and his rhetorical question is more effective than his direct explanation.

"I don't understand!" Situ Rui lowered his head again and continued to peel apples with a knife, but the face that he loved and hated unconsciously appeared in his mind. He didn't feel any pain when he cut his finger.

"It's not easy to love someone, but how easy is it to hate someone?" Situ Han sighed softly, and continued to preach to his son as someone who had experienced it, "If there is no love, there will be no such strong hatred!"

"Stop talking!" Situ Rui put the half-peeled apple on the table, got up and left, "I still have something to do in the company, I'll take care of it!"

Situ Rui didn't dare to listen anymore, because his heart was already throbbing, and he was afraid that if he continued to listen, he would die of pain.

So what if he knew he still loved her?Can they go back to the past?Can you go back to that happy and sweet time?

Impossible, can't go back!

The hurt they have done to each other has gone deep into the bone marrow, and now all that is left is hatred!
It is also good to have hatred, at least in the years to come, they will not forget each other!
Looking at the half-peeled apple stained with red blood on the table, Situ Han sighed and shook his head helplessly, "My poor child, when will you truly understand your own heart?"

(End of this chapter)