Sweetheart wife is fierce and cute

on the second day.

"Jingle Bell--."

Xia Chunuan glanced at the caller on the mobile phone - Murong An, Xia Chunuan just moved to the hang-up button, but did not press it, and chose to connect.

There was a flustered voice from the other end of the phone: "Nuan Nuan, believe it, Zixiang's death was definitely an accident, Nuan Nuan, don't hang up the phone, it's true that Zixiang died, but..."

Before Murong An finished speaking, Xia Chunuan interrupted him: "Murong An, Zixiang is my only daughter. Do you know the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person? Zixiang was born in October of my pregnancy. The flesh and blood that came down, after so many years of painstaking care, just..."

The more Xia Chunuan talked, the more tears fell on his face. Xia Chunuan choked up and didn't say anything. In the empty room, the sound of pulling out tissues echoed.

"Nuannuan, I know that Zixiang is your only daughter, but it was really an accident. Please believe me. I will explain it to you in person tomorrow. I will tell you the cause of Zixiang's death. Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon at your home The three coffee shops in the nearby shopping mall, see you soon."

Xia Chunuan held the phone with both hands, huddled into a ball, lying on the ground, the pain of her dead daughter, she never wanted to have it again in her life.

The noon sun was particularly hot on the eyes. Xia Chunuan shut herself in the room all day long. The noon sun was the strongest. Xia Chunuan was covered in sweat. Xia Zi was really worried and slowly opened the door.

Xia Zizhen poked his head out and asked, "Mom, are you hot?"

At this moment, Xia Chunuan was touched by the lacrimal gland all of a sudden, and the tears couldn't stop falling: "Zizhen, mother is not hot, and my sister is gone..." Xia Chunuan became more and more uncomfortable, and said in a crying voice.

"Mom, Zizhen is going to fan you. Mom, don't cry. My sister has already left and can't come back. You are the pillar of the family. You have to persevere." Xia Zizhen raised her fleshy little hand, trying to make her cry Early summer is warmer and cooler.

"Okay, Zizhen, help mom up, mom is going out this afternoon."

"it is good."

Xia Chunuan dragged his tired body to the bathroom and soaked himself in the bathtub.

I don't know how long it took, Xia Chuwen's hands and feet were soaked and turned white, and then she came out of the bathtub, wrapped in a bath towel, and walked to the wardrobe. She stroked the clothes that Xia Zixiang had chosen for her before she was alive, and finally locked the clothes. A red chiffon dress.

Xia Chunuan looked at herself in the mirror, and felt a little relieved: Zixiang's eyes are so nice, I knew that my mother liked it, and my mother will never have a daughter like this again.

The more Xia Chunuan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became. Kneeling in front of the mirror, beating the mirror, resting on his stomach when it hurts, and repeating this kind of action, Xia Zizhen is really uncomfortable outside the door.

After a long time, Xia Chunuan stood up, looked at herself in the mirror with red and swollen eyes, her face was full of tears, ran to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, took a lot of water, and slapped it on her face. For a long time, Xia Chunuan calmed down and watched Looking at herself in the mirror, she felt unprecedentedly relaxed.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the two met at the appointed place. Xia Chunuan saw that Murong An looked like an enemy, and Murong An held Xia Chunuan's hand tightly: "Nuan Nuan, I'm sorry."

"Let go, don't touch me." Xia Chunuan struggled, the guests at the side watched the two of them entangle, Xia Chunuan realized that in public, she became calm.

"Murong An, I didn't come to ask you to apologize, what is the cause of Zixiang's death?"

Murong An took out a file bag from his side with a guilty expression: "Nuan Nuan, look..."

Xia Chunuan took this matter very seriously, turned it over and over again, looked up at Murong An suspiciously: "The cause of your death seems to be imperfect, is there something missing?"

"No, no, Nuan Nuan, listen to my explanation?"

"Explain? What are you explaining? My daughter is gone. If it were you, would you calmly wait for someone to explain?" Xia Chunuan lowered her voice, her voice was full of sobs.

Murong An apologized again: "Nuan Nuan, I'm sorry, I killed Zixiang."

"Oh, Murong An, you finally admitted it. I don't need your apology. After all, your apology can't pay off my daughter. I need you to get out of my sight right now. I beg you." Xia Chu Nuan begged.

She didn't want to be with the murderer who killed her own daughter for a minute.

"Nuannuan...Zixiang's death was really an accident." Murong An's cell phone rang and interrupted him. It turned out that the company needed him, so he picked up his suit jacket and left.

Wang Jingxuan, who was hiding in the dark, confirmed that Murong An had left, sat across from Xia Chunuan, and said mockingly, "Did Xia Chunuan get dumped by the young master of Murong's family?"

Xia Chunuan took a sip of coffee, not paying attention to Wang Jingxuan at all.

"Xia Chunuan, is the coffee bitter? This cup of coffee represents your future life. Without Murong An and Jiang Yulin, what are you? Be a babysitter."

Xia Chunuan was already a little angry, but at this time Wang Jingxuan's words were like a match, burning Xia Chunuan's dry wood: "One word from me can make your Wang Group disappear overnight, can you believe it?"

"Just by you? Are you worthy of being compared with my Wang Group?"

"Does Miss Wang know the Sheng family? May I ask which one is better between your Wang family and the Sheng family?" Xia Chunuan smiled.

Wang Jingxuan said in disbelief: "You...how did you know the Sheng family? What is your relationship with the Sheng family?"

"It's not up to you, an outsider, to ask about my relationship with the Sheng family, right? If it doesn't work, you can go to my grandfather."

"Grandpa? Are you the granddaughter of the Sheng family?"

Xia Chunuan looked "scared" on his face: "Ah, how did I slip up, Miss Wang will punish our Sheng family, it's all my fault, really, the Sheng family is going to disappear now, I have to advance Tell my grandfather about it." Xia Chunuan pretended to take out her mobile phone and make a call.

Wang Jingxuan snatched it away, and Xia Chunuan was not so easy to provoke, and said coldly: "Here, Wang Jingxuan, there are people beyond the people, and there is a sky beyond the sky. If the Wang Group disappears because of you, I believe you will not have a good time." Where to go, look forward to your future."

"Xia Chunuan, you are too deceptive."

"No, Ms. Wang, from the beginning to the end, I didn't say a single sentence to slander you. You were the one who slandered me all the time. I'll leave it at that. If you are still like this, I guarantee that the Wang Group will not survive tonight."

"You..." Wang Jingxuan was at a loss for words for a while, and hesitated for a long time.

Xia Chunuan picked up the coffee and poured it on Wang Jingxuan: "Miss Wang, taste the bitterness of the future."

"Xia Chunuan! Don't go too far."

All the people in the cafe looked at this side, taking pictures and smiling.

Wang Jingxuan's white dress was full of coffee stains. Wang Jingxuan picked up her bag, put it in front of her face, and left the coffee shop with her head down.