Mysterious husband always comes late at night

After Leng Youchen left, Wei Anning cried for a while, but she didn't cry anymore, because she knew that crying was useless and couldn't change what had happened.

And she doesn't allow herself to continue to be weak.

After crying, she was a little confused. She looked at the room. This is the girl's boudoir. At the head of the bed was Yan Nanfei's art photo. Is this Yan Nanfei's room?

She remembered that before she fainted last night, she seemed to have called Yan Nanfei. No wonder Leng Youchen could rest assured that she would stay here.

She opened the quilt to get out of bed. The bedroom door was knocked. She looked up and saw Jiang Yang opening the door with a tray. When the two handed over their eyes, Wei Anning was embarrassed and took the lead in looking away.

"I'm sorry to bother you. Where's Nanfei?"

"She's downstairs." Jiang Yang went to the bedside and put the tray on the bedside table. In fact, Yan Nanfei had a high fever in the middle of the night last night. It was so hot that Zhang Ma woke up and took antipyretic medicine. Up to now, she hasn't reduced her fever.

"Oh, why didn't she come up? I occupied her room last night. Where did she sleep?" Wei Anning felt very uncomfortable because Leng Youchen was still lying next to her when she woke up in the morning.

Although they didn't do anything, it was in someone else's house. It was always out of proportion.

"She sleeps with mom Zhang."

Wei Anning frowned. Jiang Yang seemed to guess what she was thinking. He opened his mouth and explained, "when Aunt Yan married the Jiang family, Yan Nanfei was still young and was not used to living in a big house. He was afraid at night. He went to squeeze with mother Zhang with a pillow every night. As time passes, he got used to it."

"Oh." Wei Anning nodded. "I didn't expect Nanfei, who looks like a female Chinese paper, to have such a timid side."

"You are the same. You look strong on the outside, but you are fragile on the inside." Jiang Yang brought her back with a word. Last night, he saw her faint in the rain. At that moment, his heart almost stopped.

Wei Anning hung his head and twisted his hands together. "You said the opposite. I should look very fragile on the outside, but in fact I am strong in the heart."

Jiang Yang smiled and shook his head. Seeing that she looked much better than last night, he said, "Mom Zhang cooked a light vegetable porridge. Eat it while it's hot. Don't abuse yourself in the future. It's not fun to be in the rain on such a cold day. "

Wei Anning scratched her head awkwardly. She just wanted to get caught in the rain and make her mind clearer. "I'm sorry to worry you."

Jiang Yang picked up the atherosclerotic bowl and handed it over. Wei Anning quickly reached out to catch it and drank porridge with a spoon. The hot porridge poured into her stomach along the esophagus. The empty corner above her stomach seemed to be filled with warmth.

"Anning, I won't ask you what happened, but if you need it, you can live in the Jiang family for a lifetime." Jiang Yang's eyes are more eager. The 20-year-old boy doesn't know how to hide his feelings.

Wei Anning looked up at him. With one eye, she knew that the Jiang family was not a place to stay for a long time. Jiang Yang's feelings, she can not accept, then why give him nihilistic fantasy?

"He and I just quarreled. We'll be fine in a few days, Jiangyang. Thank you for taking me in and comforting me when I'm in a bad mood. We're good friends all our lives, aren't we?"

Jiang Yang pursed her lips bitterly. Who says Wei Anning is stupid? She clearly has a Qiqiao and exquisite heart. She knew his mind, but she completely extinguished it before he had fantasies.

Good friend, but he doesn't want to stop at friends.