President Husband, it's too sweet

Is there really a misunderstanding?

Wen Yan didn't quite believe it. If there was a misunderstanding, what was the misunderstanding?

Did he misunderstand that Rong Yang left him in the hospital alone, then kept him in the dark, and stayed with Shu Ning every day?But what he saw with his own eyes, the photos were published in the newspapers, how could there be fake ones?

Or, it was misunderstood that Rong Yang kept daring to tell him his real identity without telling him, and kept teasing him to let him misunderstand that he was a male publicist, so that he could know Rong Yang's real identity from others.

Moreover, after Rong Yang rescued him from the rough house, is it justifiable for him to treat him cruelly and roughly?

Wen Yan shook his head. If these can be classified as misunderstandings, then all mistakes in the world can be forgiven, right?

"A Yue, I'm hungry, the egg fried rice you made is delicious." Wen Yan said slowly.

He slowly put his hand on his stomach. Although all of this may be a scam, Rong Yang left him the best gift, which is the baby in his stomach. He eats well every day and strives to let the baby also Can grow well.

Lin Yue didn't know how to persuade him, so he put the egg fried rice on Wen Yan's table, "Eat it."

Wen Yan actually didn't have much appetite, but for the sake of the baby, he swallowed the fried rice with eggs, "A Yue, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

"It's not that you don't know, I only know how to do this, please come and eat my fried rice with eggs." Lin Yue propped his chin on his hands, sitting at the table, watching Wen Yan's red eyes swallowing the rice, Lin Yue The more I think about it, I don't understand why this guy, who obviously cares so much, refuses to trust Rong Yang just once?

Wen Yan suddenly felt a little pain in his stomach.

At the same time, there was a feeling of loss in the chest, as if something was empty, it was a strange feeling.

"Ayan, are you okay?" Seeing Wen Yan's face suddenly pale, Lin Yue dropped the chopsticks in his hand, "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Wen Yan covered his chest. He sat on the stool and breathed heavily. He couldn't tell what was wrong, but he felt an uncomfortable panic in his chest.

This feeling lasted for a while before Wen Yan recovered.

At this time, a news was broadcast on TV: At 8:30 p.m., a major traffic accident occurred on Yinhua Road in this city, causing more than 12 people to be injured. Not yet confirmed.

Wen Yan covered his chest with his hands, watching the news broadcast on TV, he was stunned for a moment.

Wen Yan watched the news broadcast on TV, and suddenly saw a somewhat familiar car.

That car belonged to Lin Jiale, and he was sent to Lin Yue's home in the morning, Wen Yan would not admit it wrong, Lin Jiale's car was the same as his own, there were some strange paintings on the car, with a weird style, Let people take a look and never forget.

Why is Lin Jiale at the scene? Could it be that Rong Yang was drunk one by one? Could it be that the person who drove after drinking was Rong Yang?

Could it be that the driver who died on the spot was Yi Yi Rong Yang?

After waiting for a long time, Wen Yan quickly took out his mobile phone to call Rong Yang.

Rong Yang didn't answer his call.

Wen Yan couldn't get through to Rong Yang, so he immediately called Lin Jiale.

Lin Jiale's phone was connected, "Hello, Wen Yan, I have something to tell you later."

Lin Jiale's phone was very noisy, the sound of police cars honking and noisy people's voices mixed together, Wen Yan didn't sound right, could it really be a car accident?

"Wait a minute, Lin Jiale, what happened?"

"There was a car accident, Wen Yan, I'm in a hurry now, I'll call you later." After Lin Jiale finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"A Yue, lend me your little donkey!" Wen Yan was a little flustered.

"Ayan, what's wrong?"

Wen Yan was as anxious as an ant in his heart, he never thought that Rong Yang would have an accident one day.

If the driver who caused the accident was really Rong Yang, Rong Yang died on the spot.

Wen Yan couldn't believe that this would happen to Rong Yang.

"I'll take you there." Seeing that Wen Yan's mood was suddenly unstable, Lin Jiale glanced at the news broadcast on TV again, as if he knew something, "Ayan, don't worry, maybe it's not."

Wen Yan choked with sobs, and tried hard to hold back the tears, "Ah Yue, take me there quickly."

Lin Yue rode a little donkey with Wen Yan through the city.

The wind blew across Wen Yan's face, blowing away the tears on his face.

Wen Yan's face was wet, even if he hated Rong Yang or resented Rong Yang, but when he thought that Rong Yang might die, Wen Yan's heart was completely flustered.

At this moment Wen Yan can't lie to himself, he still likes Rong Yang.

Finally arrived at the scene of the traffic accident. A large number of journalists and onlookers surrounded the place. The traffic accident was too serious. Several people died and more than ten people were injured.

The man in a suit with a bloody face was carried out of the car by the medical team, just like the front of the car that had been hit so badly that he couldn't tell the original shape. The man's face was covered with blood, and Wen Yan couldn't see his face clearly.

However, the suit was very similar to the clothes Rong Yang usually wears, and the height and figure were found to be very similar, Wen Yan was startled, it was Rong Yang!

Wen Yan's mind was a little dazed, seeing Rong Yang being put on the ground and covered with a white cloth, Wen Yan's heart seemed to be empty.Wen Yan walked over slowly, squatted down, and looked at the bloody hand exposed outside the white cloth.

At this moment, Wen Yan couldn't bear it anymore, squatted on the ground, and burst into tears.

"Rong Yang, you bastard, I haven't blamed you yet, resenting you for cheating me, how could you just leave like this."

Thinking of what happened these days, Wen Yan felt wronged, so wronged.

Rong Yang, the bastard, did he just walk away?

Why can he just walk away.

At the scene of the noisy car accident, Wen Yan squatted on the ground, crying like a three-year-old child, with tears and snot all over his face.

At this moment, someone handed Wen Yan a piece of paper.

Wen Yan subconsciously took the paper and continued to cry loudly.

A young man was squatting on the ground crying like a child. Although Wen Yan knew it was embarrassing, but it was embarrassing. There was no Rong Yang in this world. To him, face was of no use.

"Don't cry." Rong Yang's voice rang in Wen Yan's ear.

Wen Yan's eyes were blurred with tears, is he hallucinating?Why did I hear Rong Yang's voice.

"Fool, don't cry."

When Rong Yang's voice rang in Wen Yan's ear again, Wen Yan raised his head and was stunned.

The sound came from behind.

"Rong Yang, are you here to say goodbye to me?" Wen Yan didn't dare to turn his head, afraid of turning back, Rong Yang left.

The voice behind him fell silent.

"Rong Yang, are you leaving? Why don't you talk anymore." Wen Yan said with a sob in his voice.

"Turn around and take a look."

"I don't look back. If I look back, you will say goodbye to me. You will leave. I won't look back."

"Rong Yang, you can't get up." At this moment, Wen Yan heard Lin Jiale's voice behind him.

He turned his head slowly, and in the next second, he was hugged into a warm and familiar embrace.

"Fool." Rong Yang's voice sounded beside Wen Yan's ear, and his warm breath was blown into Wen Yan's ear.

Wen Yan froze for a moment, feeling the warmth of Rong Yang's body, Rong Yang hugged him tightly, Wen Yan felt the heartbeat from Rong Yang's body.

Rong Yang is alive!

"You are alive, Rong Yang, you are fine." Wen Yan looked at Rong Yang's fair face, although there were some scratches, but Rong Yang was alive, he was fine.

Wen Yan cried and laughed, the tears in his eyes flowed more cheerfully.

"I'm fine." Rong Yang said slowly with his chin on Wen Yan's shoulder.

"You're fine, you're fine!" Wen Yan excitedly put his arms around Rong Yang's waist and jumped up. Only at this moment did he realize how much he cared about Rong Yang.

"En." Rong Yang responded with a nasal voice.

After hugging for a while, Wen Yan found something was wrong, Rong Yang leaned towards him with his whole body, pressing on his body, "Rong Yang, what's wrong with you?"

Feeling that his hands were wet, Wen Yan realized that his hands were sticky. He slowly raised his hands and saw clearly that his hands were covered with bright red blood.

Wen Yan was stunned, the smile on his face stopped abruptly, is this blood from Rong Yang?

Looking up, Wen Yan found that Rong Yang's face was pale, bloodless, and his eyes were closed.

"Rong Yang, wake up!" Wen Yan shook Rong Yang and found that Rong Yang had passed out.

Lin Jiale and several medical staff hurried over and put Rong Yang on the stretcher.

"What's wrong with him?" Wen Yan thought that Rong Yang was fine, but why did this happen, why was there blood?

Seeing Rong Yang lying on the stretcher with his eyes closed, Wen Yan's heart seemed to fall again.

"Wen Yan, calm down first, let's send Rong Yang to the hospital first." Lin Jiale comforted him.

How could Wen Yan calm down? He thought that Rong Yang was fine, but Rong Yang was lying on a stretcher.

Wen Yan's eyes turned black for a while, and he only felt that the sky was dim and the earth was dark, and his stomach also felt cramped.

He clutched his stomach uncomfortably.

Lin Yue thought that Wen Yan was too sad, and comforted him: "Wen Yan, Rong Yang will be fine, don't worry."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Yan fell to the ground.

When Wen Yan woke up, he opened his eyes, and there was a burst of whiteness in front of him.

where is he?

"Wen Yan, you're awake." Lin Yue sat beside Wen Yan.

Wen Yan's eyes focused on Lin Yue's face.

He suddenly remembered something, sat up from the bed, and was about to put on his shoes and get out of bed, "Where is Rong Yang, where is Rong Yang?"

"Rong Yang's surgery was successful, and he's in the next room." Lin Yue said.

"I'm going to see him."

"You'd better not go." Lin Yue held Wen Yan back and said hesitantly.

"why?"

"There are people in the house."

"Who?"