Marriage in crisis

Just when I was restless and anxious, a crisp doorbell made my heart suddenly rise to my throat.

I instinctively checked the time on my phone. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening. The person who rang the doorbell must be an outsider!

I quickly got up and hurried downstairs. Anyone who came here at this time must have something to do.

By the time I hurried downstairs, Chi Xi had already opened the door. My eyes were fixed on the door of the room, wondering who could come?

Soon, Chi Xi brought in a slender figure, and I shouted in surprise, "Minglan!"

Zhao Minglan was standing there at a distance with a white face, the emotion in her eyes was dark and unclear, and the corners of her mouth were slightly pursed. She seemed to have a lot to say to me, but she was hesitant to say it.

After only seeing her for a few days, she became even thinner, and her skin glowed with a dull, cold white.

I walked over directly and stretched out my hand to her, "Why are you here?"

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I knew that there was something wrong with what I was asking.

She instinctively took half a step back and retracted her hand, not letting me touch her.

My hand froze in front of her, she raised her eyes and glanced at me, twitching the corner of her mouth, "I'm dirty!"

Just this soft sentence, I was suddenly struck by lightning and looked at her in shock. Of course I understood what she meant.

Zhao Minglan kept looking at me without opening her eyes. When she saw my shocked expression, she laughed at herself, "Madam, I have something to do. I'll leave as soon as I tell you!"

Her tone suddenly became a little cold, and she probably guessed what was going on in my heart with her intelligence.

I moved forward again, grabbed her hand, and pulled her involuntarily, "Come with me!"

She struggled slightly, but I stubbornly didn't let go. Instead, I held her hand tighter, pulled her to the sofa, and sat down next to me.

He looked at her with great concern, his mouth trembled, and he still asked, "Have you really..."

"Yes, none of us ran away, we were all infected!" She answered affirmatively, with a hint of gloating.

I held her hand tightly involuntarily, and an indescribable emotion emerged spontaneously.

To be honest, I blame myself a bit.

But she smiled sadly, as if she had seen through my mood at this time, "It's nothing, you don't have to blame yourself, our life should be like this, I can't get better without Deng Jiazhe! I am just a piece of trash, I have long been It’s too dirty to look at, it has nothing to do with you!”

"I'm sorry!" I still said these three words weakly.

"There is only one person in this world who is sorry for me, but she refuses to say it!" Zhao Minglan said stubbornly, "So, even if it costs me my life, I will not let her go!"

"Is it worth it?" I asked quietly, looking at Zhao Minglan's childish little face, my heart was filled with pity.

"There is nothing worth it. Anyway, since I was 15 years old, I have never thought about living in the long term. I just live and earn one day at a time!" Zhao Minglan smiled calmly.

I didn't know what to say for a moment. I really didn't know how to face this Zhao Minglan, whether it was hatred, pity, or regret!

She was still in her prime, and she shouldn't have ended up like this.

Before I could recover from my thoughts, Zhao Minglan changed the subject and said to me, "Madam, was Wu Xiaotong's child taken away by Deng Jiazhe?"

"What did you say?"

I couldn't believe what I heard, and there was a buzz in my head, "You mean, Deng Yaozu was taken away by Deng Jiazhe?"

This was beyond my expectation. Although I had thought about this before, I felt that Deng Jiazhe would not let all the signs point to this child and move the child away so as to divert the attention of those online and divert traffic.

However, when Zhao Minglan came to explain the whereabouts of the child, it was definitely not what I understood.

Sure enough, Zhao Minglan nodded firmly, "Yes, he asked Zhao Mingzhen to take him away!"

"Zhao Mingzhen?"

I looked at Zhao Minglan blankly. Of course I believed what she said, but I couldn't react. Why did Deng Jiazhe do this?

And when he asked Zhao Mingzhen to take action, the nature was different.

"Where is the child now? Is he in danger? He is still young, so..."

Zhao Minglan looked at me and smiled brightly, "Madam, you are so kind!"