Passionate President Unintentional Wife

Chapter 139

He always dreamed that one day, when he woke up, he would see her figure standing in front of the window under the morning light, and when he heard him wake up, she turned and smiled at him.

He had the same dream every night, and in the dream her soft smiling face was so clear and so fascinating!

However, his dream never came true. Instead of seeing her intoxicating smile, he also lost her forever.

That night, he drank a little wine, held her in his arms and babbled about what she had said in the middle of the night, and then fell asleep deeply. When he woke up, the sky was already bright. look aside.

There was nothing beside him, and there was no one in sight!

Situ Rui stayed for a long time, his mind went blank, and it took him a long time to realize that she was gone!

Is she awake? !

Situ Rui jumped out of bed, put on his pajamas, and began to look for her like crazy, but he searched the inside and outside of the house, but couldn't find her.

She disappeared under his nose!

Situ Rui fell down on the steps in front of the room, beating his head angrily, blaming himself for not drinking last night, and for not sleeping so hard that he failed to look after her.

Even if she leaves, she will definitely not go far, at least she should still be in this city.

Thinking of this, he immediately mobilized all available people, notified the aviation, customs, highway and other transportation departments, asking them to cooperate in finding someone, and mobilized someone to take her photo to the street to look for her.

He moves fast, but someone moves faster than him.

At night, his subordinates reported to him: Shao Rui, all the planes, boats, and even passenger cars that left here under our monitoring did not contain the young lady, only a private plane that left here was not under our control.

"Find out who the owner of that private jet is, and where did it go?"

In the middle of the night, Situ Rui was sitting in the dark study room, his eagle-like eyes were cold and gloomy. He had a faint feeling that her disappearance was not simple.

On Misso Island on the other side of the ocean, the night scene under the interplay of moonlight and lights is beautiful and charming, but these are meaningless to Nian En.

She stood by the sea, looking up against the sea breeze, her world now has nothing but darkness.

"Miss, it's windy here, let's go back!" Shangguan Hong stood behind her, her thin and lonely back was reflected in his deep and deep eyes.

"Take me to meet my second brother!"

A light and sour voice came with the sea breeze, Shangguan Hong looked sad, and couldn't help persuading: "It's already very late today, how about tomorrow!"

"Right now!" Nian En was stubborn and insisted on going to see Leng Nianxi.

That cold and lonely cemetery is the shelter of several generations of the Leng family.

Kneeling in front of a new tomb with her thin body for a long time, she didn't cry or make trouble, her slender fingers gently stroked the photo on the tombstone over and over again.

That's right, the person in the photo was once her dearest and most beloved person in this world. Time can take away those painful memories, but not the good ones.

At this moment, she felt his kindness more and more. The harm he gave her was only because he loved her!

"Miss..." Shangguan Hong stepped forward to help her, she knelt for too long, he was worried about her body.

Nian En got up and gave him a slight smile, "Please don't call me Miss in the future, just like before, call me A'en along with Second Brother!"

"Then would you like to call me Hong like before?" Shangguan Hong gently stroked the hair on her forehead with his left hand and asked quietly.

In Kyoto, Japan, in the world full of cherry blossom rain, Shangguan Hong was by Nian En's side.

"This cherry blossom garden was purchased by the second young master for you during his lifetime. He once said that his biggest regret in this life is that he didn't accompany you to see the cherry blossoms~~"

"From now on, this will be my home!" Facing the breeze and rain, Nian En smiled coldly.

In her lifetime, she finally had the opportunity to come here, but no matter how beautiful the cherry blossoms were, she was no longer there, and now her world was nothing but darkness.

Since Leng Nianxi's accident happened, Shangguan Hong has become the actual helm of the huge power of the Leng family. He has been sending people to secretly monitor Situ Rui's every move, preparing to take away the unconscious Nian En.

But all this time, Situ Rui stayed by Nian En's side every step of the way, and his people never had a chance to strike.

Until that late night, Shangguan Hong suddenly received a report from his subordinates that Situ Rui was drunk in a bar, and he knew that the opportunity had come.

In this world, no matter how heavily guarded and how advanced the monitoring is, there is no place where he, Shangguan Hong, can be hard-pressed.

When he entered the house, touched the bedroom, and saw Situ Rui sleeping soundly, he drew out his gun without hesitation. With just one shot, he could kill the man and take Arne away.

"stop!"

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, her ghostly voice wafted into his ears.

"Miss?" Seeing her wake up suddenly, Shangguan Hong was startled.

Nian En only said to him, "Let him go, take me away!"

So, he took her and left, and this journey lasted five years.

After five years, Nian En still would not forget that night, when she was sleeping peacefully, she suddenly felt nervous and flustered, as if aware of the approaching danger, she tried hard to open her eyes.

She opened her eyes, but it was pitch black in front of her eyes. In a state of almost no consciousness, she suddenly yelled out a word.

In the spring of that year, the cherry blossoms were in full bloom.

Nian En stood under a cherry tree, absent-minded for a long time.

"Mommy, Mommy!" came the immature child's voice, and the beautiful little boy ran towards her with small steps.

Nian En turned around, reached out to hold the flower tree, her pure eyes looked towards the direction of the voice, and there was a soft smile on the corner of her lips, "Chan'er, slow down!"

Her eyes were soft and clear, but did not reflect the image of her son.

In the past five years, her only regret was not being able to catch a glimpse of her son. He grew from an infant to a child playing and laughing. As a mother, she never had the opportunity to see her son grow up.

(End of this chapter)