Chapter 1595 Trafficked Woman: Sick
"No, it's just Nuan Nuan that my impression of your English is still the same as before you disappeared." Wen Lan realized that her emotions had been exposed, she paused and then blinked at her in a warm and innocent manner.

"Hehe." Nuan Nuan hehe, the voice was devoid of emotion.

"Nuan Nuan, don't be angry, I really have no other intentions."

"Sorry, I'm getting old now, and I don't see people calling me Nuan Nuan. Please call me Ms. Wen or Miss Wen." The ones who can call her Nuan Nuan are people who are closer to her, and Wen Lan is not worthy of it.

"Nuan Nuan you..." Wen Lan didn't expect Nuan Nuan to be so unfeeling, her eyes turned red instantly.

Chen Hui put his arms around Wen Lan: "Nuan Nuan, we have always called you like this, why can't we call you?"

"Because I don't want her to call you, you don't think that our relationship can return to the same as before, right? I call her sister and you brother-in-law? You must know that you were my object before." Wen Nuan said coldly, unexpectedly Chen Hui didn't care about their former friendship at all and turned to Wen Lan, but also, as a husband, he naturally turned to his wife and not to an outsider like her. As a husband, he was already very good.

"But so what? We missed it, and you got married, didn't you?"

get married?isn't it?Hehe, these words made Nuan feel particularly bad.

"I was divorced, and at that time I lost my memory and couldn't think of you. If I knew of your existence back then, no matter how difficult it was, I would have returned to your side." She misses her parents as well as Chen Hui. She really, really likes Chen Hui and wants to be with him and marry him. She doesn't deserve such an outstanding person anymore, and she doesn't deserve to be by his side. Even so, she really wants to go back and have a look at him, even just one glance, but all this has become a luxury, because she died in the In that cold winter.

What was Chen Hui doing at that time?Oh, maybe he is hugging Wen Lan, the culprit, to blame you and me, thinking warmly and mockingly.

"But all this can't go back, so be it. You can say that I'm sorry for you. I only looked for you for three years and never looked for you again." Thinking of this, Chen Hui felt a little painful.

"Of course you're sorry for me. If it wasn't for you, those things wouldn't have happened to me." She sneered.

Wen Lan was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little guilty when she heard Nuannuan's words, she looked at Nuannuan in disbelief.

Nuan Nuan didn't bother to pay attention to them, no matter how much she argued about this matter, she couldn't argue with it, so she might as well hurry up and study instead of arguing with them.

Nuan didn't speak, and the war just stopped.

Chen Hui wanted to say something more, but Wen Lan took his hand, and he opened his mouth and didn't say anything more.

There was no words all the way, and a group of people fell asleep one after another until a scream came.

Everyone looked towards the screaming, and found that the screaming was a lady. In fact, it was not her who had the accident, but a gray-haired foreigner beside her.

"Help, help." The old foreigner was lying on the ground, muttering something in his mouth, holding his heart while speaking, letting people know that he was ill.

(End of this chapter)

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