Sweet Wife, be Good!

But the real barrier is unbreakable.

"I called my second uncle and asked him to bring the necklace." Shen Jingyu jawed, and then took out his mobile phone.

Ding Langwei apologized on the phone: "Jingyu, I was afraid that He Ning was of Feng Ling's blood, and it would be troublesome to attract the attention of the Presidential Palace, so I melted the necklace."

"..."

"I'm sorry." Ding Langwei sighed softly. He didn't know whether it was the necklace that was melted for innocence, or he had lost all the news about Feng Ling.

"Forget it, it's not a big deal." Shen Jingyu finished speaking and hung up the phone.

He Ning looked at Shen Jingyu expectantly: "What did the second uncle say?"

"He said he melted the necklace." Shen Jingyu said with regret.

He Ning also regretted: "Although I didn't wear that necklace much, it stayed with me for many years. It just disappeared..."

"I will be with you in the future." Shen Jingyu stepped forward and took her hand.

He Ning was taken aback for a moment, and neither agreed nor refused.

Thinking of that rainy night many years ago, he dragged his tired feet and walked in the rain with her on his back.

The clearer the memory at that time, the more she couldn't resist him now.

She didn't take out her hand, Shen Jingyu held it tightly all the time.

After the family had dinner together, Mrs. Shen arranged flowers in the backyard.

He Ning didn't know how to face Shen Jingyu, so he took the scissors to help the old lady trim the branches and leaves.

Ding Qinen couldn't see the subtle cold atmosphere between Shen Jingyu and He Ning.

"Son, what's the matter? After He Ning came back this time, not only did you not feel very happy, but you were depressed a lot." Ding Qinen brought a cup of tea in his hand and sat down with him.

Shen Jingyu glanced at her mother, curled her lips and revealed a bitter smile: "My divorce with He Ning may be a foregone conclusion."

Even if it is not now, I will have to go this way in the future.

Ding Qinen was taken aback: "This is the marriage, and you have gone through all the hardships to find her..."

"Mom, I'm sorry He Ning." Shen Jingyu squeezed the finger of the teacup, and the joints turned transparent white. "In the future, no matter what happens, don't make her embarrassed. Please be kind to her."

"Say such silly things." Ding Qin'en was distressed and couldn't guess what his son was thinking.

What he didn't say, even if she asked, she couldn't ask.

She stepped forward and put her arms around Shen Jingyu's shoulders: "Mom promises you. As long as you do well, Mom promises everything."

Shen Jingyu patted the back of her hand, his mother's love for him has always been overflowing in his bones.

What he can do is to handle all the affairs at hand so that Shen Ye can take on the responsibility of the family as soon as possible, and he will not waste the love of his parents and grandmother and the high hopes of the whole family.

Shen Jingyu and Ding Qin'en looked out the window. In the backyard, He Ning and Mrs. Shen were trimming the dead branches and leaves in the flowerpots together.

Old lady Shen grinned, and He Ning lowered her eyebrows and was happy and peaceful.

He Ning grabbed a flower branch and lifted the scissors over.

Old lady Shen took her hand: "He Ning, don't cut this one."

"Grandma, this root has a divergence. If it is not cut off, it may affect the growth of the whole pot."

"He Ning, it's very easy for you to cut this scissors. But if you want to regret it, it's harder and harder to get it back."