Sheng Chong's lovely wife: The professor's husband is the president

Chapter 868 Don’t Think About the Past, Don’t Be Afraid of the Future (4)

Chapter 868 Don’t Think About the Past, Don’t Be Afraid of the Future (4)

This tone is very similar to what they looked like when they were young. Shen Jianan glanced at her and imitated the previous tone: "What about me?"

"What do you think! What if the wound bleeds again! There's already so much blood!" Xia Ning looked at his wound, and looked at his wound, making himself feel distressed and cry.

Seeing that she was crying, Shen Jianan stopped teasing her: "It's okay, it's really okay, don't cry."

"But... you've lost so much blood, I'm the one who caused you, it's my fault, it would be fine if I didn't bring you back to Xia's house today." Xia Ning wiped away her tears and blamed herself.

"If I don't come today, what are you going to do and let him bully you?" Shen Jianan asked back.

Xia Ning touched his wound, looked at him and said, "But...you shouldn't stand up for me, causing you..."

Shen Jianan interrupted her: "I'm your husband, if I don't stand up for you, who will stand up for you."

As soon as the words fell, Xia Ning was stunned... Didn't he always hate their current relationship?
It's the first time I heard him say that, and he said his most disgusting relationship. Isn't that the most shameful and disgusting relationship?

Shen Jianan only heard Shen Jianan say: "Xia Ning...I've made up my mind, I don't care about your past."

Time stopped, breathing stopped, Xia Ning only felt that his ears were very quiet, his brain was empty, he couldn't tell whether it was excitement or happiness...Suddenly he didn't know what to say to him.

After a long time, she looked up at him and asked in disbelief, "What did you say?"

"I want... to get along with you like a normal couple." Shen Jianan repeated.

She lowered her head, tidied up her lunch box, avoiding his gaze: "But... there is no man who doesn't care about this. Don't make me happy, I... I'm just one..."

"Do you still want to slander yourself?" Shen Jianan interrupted her.

I only heard Shen Jianan say: "I accept your past."

Xia Ning looked back at him: "I'm not worthy of you, I'm not worthy."

He has never understood why she became like that during that time, and her way of venting was really corrupt, Shen Jianan stared at her and asked: "Tell me... what happened to you in those years thing?"

Xia Ning is righteous to everyone, only to him...she is inferior. In front of him, she even felt that she was so inferior that she couldn't lift her head up. She packed the lunch box and wiped her hands: "It's unbearable, you shouldn't know .”

It was already afternoon when Lan Weiwei and Tang Ruochen returned home, she looked at the time: "I'm going upstairs."

"Wei Wei!" Tang Ruochen grabbed her.

"Are you alright?"

"Change clothes and go out with me for a walk."

Lan Weiwei looked back at him: "The one on me is pretty good."

Tang Ruochen pulled her: "Come with me."

There were two boxes on the table, which looked very delicate, revealing another kind of luxury in a low-key way, she asked him: "What?"

"Clothes." Tang Ruochen said.

"clothing?"

"Didn't you say you want to wear couple clothes?" He said lightly.

"This...couldn't you find someone else to order it, too?" Lan Weiwei asked.

Later, she thought about it, too, how could Tang Ruochen wear such childish things with her, he must have asked someone to order them.

"Try it and see if you like it."

Lan Weiwei opened the box and found a very elegant coat, "It's so beautiful, so delicate..."

The clothes looked very majestic, and Lan Weiwei asked suspiciously, "But...does it look like a couple's outfit?"

"Couple outfits don't have to be very flamboyant." Tang Ruochen picked up his own, Lan Weiwei looked at it carefully, and still felt that it looked like a couple outfit, so she couldn't help laughing: "I like it."

(End of this chapter)

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