Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

Regarding Bella, Mu Nancheng actually didn't want to tell anyone, including his favorite Xiangxiang.

If Xiangxiang hadn't found out by himself, he would never have told the secret in his heart.

About Bella, about her sister, about the gunshot wound to his chest.That part of the past is indeed something I dare not think about.

He stood on the balcony for a while, the cold wind chilled his bones.

Zhou Xiangxiang was in the room, sitting by the bed. For some reason, she was suddenly a little scared.She hadn't seen Mu Nancheng in such a heavy mood for a long time.Except when they broke up.

She finally couldn't sit still, stood up, and walked to the balcony.

Looking at Mu Nancheng's back, she felt sore and uncomfortable, and couldn't help but hugged him from behind for a long time.

, Choked up and said: "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it, I believe you are."

Angry because he hid a woman outside but kept it from her, angry because he lied, never because he was afraid of his betrayal.

She never doubted his sincerity to her.When he thought they were brother and sister, he was willing to betray everything to be with her, which was enough proof of his feelings for her.

She ignored him these days because he lied, and she had been waiting for him to tell him himself.

However, it was obvious that he didn't want to tell her about Bella.

"Nancheng, I'm angry because you hid it from me. If you really have difficulties, I won't ask, and I won't be angry anymore. Don't be so sad." She looked at him like this, and felt as if she had done it by herself. Wrong, but feel very guilty.

Mu Nancheng touched Zhou Xiangxiang's hand on his waist. After a long time, he finally said, "Xiangxiang, I'm sorry... I shouldn't have kept it from you. It's just that this matter is related to the gunshot wound on my chest. ...don't want to think about it."

"Then don't think about it." Zhou Xiangxiang suddenly regretted why he asked, as long as he firmly believed that Nancheng loved her, wouldn't it be enough?

She knew that he had always been reluctant to mention the wound on his chest. If he was willing to talk about it, she wouldn't be ignorant by now.

"Xiangxiang, let me think about it, and I'll tell you slowly."

His voice sounded a little sad, so sad that Zhou Xiangxiang felt that he was a bad guy who was spying on other people's secrets.

She hurriedly said, "Needless to say, really..."

Mu Nancheng turned around and hugged her, "It's okay, I should tell you, you are my wife, you should know everything about me."

Zhou Xiangxiang's heart was sour, and tears welled up in a flash.

Mu Nancheng reached out to wipe it off for her, and said, "Let's go inside, your hands are cold." He entered the room with his arms around Zhou Xiangxiang, and the two of them lay down on the bed, covered with a soft quilt, and finally felt warm all over their bodies a little.

Mu Nancheng has been silent, Zhou Xiangxiang stayed beside him quietly, staring at him, blinking his eyes from time to time.

After an unknown amount of time, Mu Nancheng finally spoke, "Bella's sister is a patient with severe depression, and so is Bella. She still has some mental problems." He paused for a while.

Zhou Xiangxiang blinked and looked at him quietly.

She suddenly felt him trembling, and she held him tight all night, holding him tightly.

"Bella's sister died for many years, she committed suicide..." He paused, and when he spoke again, his voice trembled, "She committed suicide..."