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Chapter 1212 What else do you want me to promise?

It was a dark day.

He waited downstairs of Anqi's house day and night, but there was no news about her again.

Later, he followed his mother's arrangement and married Wei Jiaren. When they got married, An Qi came back with scars.

Even if she is back now, so what?

There is no point in it anymore.

Although he doesn't like Wei Jiaren's wife, he doesn't hate her. She is very sensible and never causes trouble for him. Since this is the case, he is willing to give her the minimum dignity as Mrs. Su.

When Su Mo returned to the living room, he could no longer see Wei Jiaren.

He Wanshi sat on the sofa with a cold face. Rong Wanwan pulled the corner of his clothes and whispered, "What's wrong with you? Jiaren drove out, and even her mother didn't stop him."

"Where did you go? I'll look for her."

Su Mo frowned slightly, then picked up the car key and ran out, completely ignoring He Wanshi's complaints behind him.

In the evening, the sky gradually darkened, and neon lights flashed on both sides of the road. Su Mo's car drove fast and finally found the little beetle of Wei Jiaren at the end of the long road. The car hit a tree trunk on the side of the road, and the car glass was shattered.

Su Mo's heart was beating violently. He stepped on the accelerator and parked the car on the side of the road, and hurriedly got out of the car to check.

The car door was wide open and there was no one in the car.

Wei Jiaren curled up and sat under the street lights beside him. The dim lights pulled her shadow long.

She looked at the sky in a daze. She didn't move, without blinking her eyelashes, immersed herself in her own world. No one knew what was thinking in her head.

"Are you injured?" Su Mo hugged her in his arms eagerly, and only then did he feel relieved when he saw that there were no scars on her body.

The temperature dropped at night, and Wei Jiaren's body was cold. Su Mo hugged her as if she was holding an ice sculpture.

"Fortunately, I hit the passenger seat, otherwise you would have been lying in the hospital now."

“…”

"Are you scared? I'll change your car. The performance of this car is not that good. What if there is another accident, what will you do?"

“…”

No matter what Su Mo said, Wei Jiaren did not respond. Her clean eyes were scattered without any light. She looked like a lifeless puppet, which made Su Mo feel a little scared.

He had never seen such a Wei Jia person.

Never.

They have been married for more than a year and have never seen such a Wei Jia person.

"Wei Jiaren, what's wrong with you?" Su Mo held up her pale face with his palm, "Did you bump into something? Or did you hurt somewhere?"

Wei Jiaren looked at him, and her dark eyes finally had focal length. Her thin lips moved tremblingly, and the sound was even colder than her body. She asked, "Is Angel your former girlfriend?"

Su Mo frowned and stared at her, pursed his lips and said nothing, his eyes as versatile as the ocean.

"It was because she abandoned you that you chose to marry me? Didn't you?" she repeated stubbornly.

"Wei Jiaren, those are all things in the past, don't mention them again, okay?" Su Mo replied indifferently, but subconsciously opened his eyes and stopped looking into her eyes.
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