The Perfect Hidden Marriage

  445, resignation: Maybe, he is not gentle enough, not passionate enough, but he is very real

  Before, she didn't know this man well. After getting along for a long time, she knew very well that Bo Feihong's tracking ability was very powerful.

  This has a lot to do with his background as a special soldier.

   "No, I just saw it!"

  This is the truth.

   "So, do you think I am going to be good with others?"

  This question is her guess.

  Bo Feihong touched his short head, but said nothing but:

   "After that time, Lang Dashan found me..."

  Now it seems that it is possible that he has been hit by others...

  Plus, Yang Jiahui became very abnormal during that period, so...

   "I never thought about reconciling with Lang Dashan..."

  She thought, she should make it clear about this matter.

   "Well, now, I know."

  Bo Feihong nodded lightly, the suspicion in his heart finally melted away.

  The next moment, he stepped forward, staring straight at the petite woman in front of him, and asked seriously:

  "Jianhui, you have mine in your heart, right?"

  This is really hateful.

  Yang Jiahui suddenly crossed her eyebrows and eyes:

"Bo Feihong, if you ask, is it too unconscionable? If I don't have you, why should I live with you? If I plan to start this family, why should I open a joint account with you and save the money together? Bo Feihong, your brain is made of elm wood?"

  She widened her eyes and asked aggressively.

   She was obviously fierce, but Bo Feihong thought she was extremely fierce and charming.

  He stared at it motionlessly, responded lightly, and admitted:

"Yes, I have an elm brain. Because I always think I am not worthy of you. I am vulgar. I am not well-educated. I am ugly. I can't guess what a woman thinks. I think about you. It's normal if I look at others. I was born a dull gourd..."

   "Hey, if you look down on yourself so much, I'm going to be angry."

  Yang Jiahui calmly poked his thick chest with his fingers:

   "When a man is good-looking, it is easy to be missed by other women. I don't need my husband to be particularly handsome.

  "Your diploma is not high, but what does it represent? Those with diplomas are not necessarily better than you?

  "You are a dull gourd, but you can't say less about what you should say, don't you? Otherwise, how did you get those orders?

  "Are you poor in ability? Really poor in ability, can you work on Jinyuan with me?"

  She counts, all of them are good for him.

  Suddenly, he smiled.

  The man’s face is so big because of a scar. When he is not smiling, he is very fierce. It makes people feel shocked when he looks at it. When it is ridiculous, it is very cute and has a shady and naive feeling.

  Yang Jiahui was dumbfounded at once.

  A man who is obviously not good-looking, why, she just thinks he is very masculine!

  Heartbeat became frantic inexplicably.

   "Really? My shortcomings are all regarded as good points in your eyes?"

   A unique masculine atmosphere, strong attack, disturbed her thoughts for no reason.

She stared at each other, and then softly connected: "Which is the shortcoming, it is obviously the advantage. Bo Feihong, I looked at you when you went out to deal with people, you were obviously very confident, why was your mental state so bad when you were with me? It's okay, why are you flattening yourself so low?"

   "That's because I am in front of you. In front of others, I can blow things up. In front of you, how do I play, you know me, in essence, I am inferior to you..."

  He answered softly.

  It is not difficult to see that in this sentence, he put himself very low.

   "Then I can tell you responsibly now that you are good enough..."

  She gave a very sincere evaluation.

  This evaluation made his eyes flash and flash.

   "Really? Since I'm good enough, Jiahui, then don't leave, okay..."

  Gently, he took her into his arms and made a stay:

   "I...I want to continue to live with you, this family, I want to manage it well, you, I want to keep it in pain..."

  This man has little tenderness.

When    was revealed in this way, Yang Jia Huidun felt that he had been killed by a spike.

  But, her sanity is still there.

   pressed against his chest, she stared straight at each other:

   "Really? Do you still want to take care of the old lady of the Fan family?"

  This is the focus of their conflicts before.

  Because of these words, the man's glowing face darkened little by little, and he held her hand, and took it back little by little.

  After wiping his face severely, he looked at her deeply, with apologetic expression on his face:

  "Jianhui, I don’t want to hide it from you. I really can’t care about the old lady...it’s not because I still love Chunyan...that’s just a man’s responsibility..."

   "Bo Feihong, fourteen years ago, when you returned home to save your relatives, did you stay at a chain hotel in W city for one night. That night, the hotel caught fire and you helped save a dozen students, didn't you?"

  Yang Jiahui suddenly changed the subject.

  Bo Feihong was taken aback, and it took a long time to pick up the words: "Well, there has been such a thing."

   "At that time, you were still injured, and both your left cheek and left shoulder were stabbed, right..."

  He was dumbfounded again, and asked dullly: "Yes, but how do you know these?"

  Yang Jiahui did not answer, but continued to ask:

  "Now, please tell me, the fire was so big at the time, why did you go to save people desperately?"

After Bo Feihong glanced suspiciously, he told the truth:

  "I won’t save them, can I just watch those children lose their lives?

  "I am a soldier. The responsibility of a soldier is to protect the people.

   "In addition, I have learned various special fire rescue skills in the army. The incident happened urgently, and the rescue force was so small. If I don't participate in combat, can I still be worthy of my military uniform?"

  As soon as the words came out, Yang Jiahui sighed deeply, and suddenly rushed to hug him tightly.

  This situation really makes him puzzled.

  "Jianhui...you...what do you mean?"

   "I accept my fate!"

  Yang Jiahui sighed deeply.

  Bo Feihong looked at her very puzzled.

I do not know!

   "I have no objection to you taking care of Mrs. Fan. We will earn money slowly, and we will raise the old lady together..."

  She... actually compromised.

  This made him dumbfounded, and looked down, feeling weird:

"you……"

What's happening here?

  She watched with full eyes:

  "You helped me pick up my life. What is money? Since you said that you feel guilty for Mrs. Fan, OK, then we will go to smooth it out together..."

  "……"

  Bo Feihong felt that he could not keep up with the rhythm at all.

  She, she, she... Why did she change all of a sudden...

  What happened here?

  But she stopped explaining more, but raised her feet and kissed him deeply...

  Perhaps, he is not gentle enough, not passionate enough, but he is very real.

  Fourteen years ago, he was willing to fight the fire for a group of strange children he did not recognize, and she was able to save her life because of him.

  Fourteen years later, he can even spend his family wealth for someone else’s mother.

  He is even a little silly.

  But his heart is soft enough, thick enough, and broad enough.

  He used his hands and shoulders to take the responsibility of the man and showed it in his own actions.

  Yes, he has always been such a person, and of course she can choose not to accept it.

   But unfortunately, she has fallen into it!

  Since I fell in love, I can only admit my fate...

  *

  Su Jin slept, but was forced to sleep by the man.

  After waking up, the first thing she did was to call Yang Jiahui.

  Although Jin Hengyuan said, Yang Jiahui is fine. But she still wanted to hear her own words.

   "It's okay. It's just a false alarm."

  Yang Jiahui smiled shallowly there, the laughter sounded so pleasant.

   "Xiaojin, tell you something incredible..."

"What's up?"

   "I found the savior back then..."

  The sound is so joyful.

  Su Jin’s mood was also infected.

  She knew that Yang Jiahui encountered a fire during a spring outing in junior high school and almost died. She didn't participate in that spring outing because of poor health. Later, she heard from her that a special soldier rescued many classmates.

"Yes?"

   "If it hadn’t been a coincidence that I met Cao Qiushui, I’m afraid I would never know that Bo Feihong was the special soldier who saved me back then..."

  Su Jin listened, she was surprised...

  This is a coincidence too!

   "No...Bo Feihong is your savior?"

   "Yes, what a coincidence!"

  Yang Jiahui laughed softly over there:

   "It's just an incredible coincidence!"

   "So, you are reconciled, right..."

   "Yes, we are reconciled..."

  Yang Jiahui smiled softly.

  "This is a great fate, how can I let it down?"

  "Yes, yes, this kind of fate, I really can't live up to it. Jiahui, congratulations..."

"Um!"

  Hang up the phone, Su Jin smiled happily.

  Just in time, Jin Hengyuan walked in, saw it, and asked, "What are you happy about? You laugh like this?"