Joe only didn't know where he was going.

The moment she saw Rong Juan turning around, her first reaction was to hide.

She didn't want to be seen crying, especially this person.

But where can she hide?

Even after so many years, she has long been accustomed to avoiding it, but now, she seems to have no choice but to avoid it.

Qiao Weiwei had just run back to his car. Before he could open the door, his wrist was already grabbed by Rong Juan who was chasing him.

She subconsciously wanted to avoid his sight, but she still couldn't control her tears.

But Rong Juan, who had already held her tightly in his hands, still hadn't come back to his senses.

There was some confusion in his mind, he didn't know why she suddenly appeared here, he didn't know why she cried, and he didn't know why she wanted to run away.

But even though he had no answer at all, he still panicked the moment he saw her and chased her out desperately.

"Wife..." He looked at her and shouted in a low voice, but seemed to have no other words to ask. He just stretched out his hand to touch her face, trying in vain to wipe away the tears on her face.

Qiao Weiwei also didn't speak. She just tried her best to calm down her emotions. But at this moment, those emotions that she had been able to control with ease suddenly became unmanageable. She had no way to start and couldn't control them.

Then, she reached out her hands, hugged Rong Juan's waist, and buried her face in his arms.

Rong Juan froze there for a moment. After a long time, he carefully stretched out his hand to hug her and called out again, "Wife?"

Joe only didn't respond.

Or maybe, just leaning into his arms and crying like this at this moment was already a response.

The two of them stood next to the car for a long time, until Xu Tingrong heard the noise, walked to the gate and looked outside, and met Rong Juan's somewhat confused gaze.

When Xu Tingrong saw this, she couldn't help but raise her hand, and made a gesture of hitting him from the air as if she hated the iron.

Rong Juan was still confused, but finally found some sense, hugged Qiao Weiwei and said: "Honey, let's go into the house."

In the house, Xu Tingrong quickly hid and stood in the corner, watching Rong Juan bring Qiao Weiwei into the house and take him upstairs, and then slowly exhaled.

The aunt who has been working at home for many years also walked out of the storage room. After taking a look upstairs, she couldn't help but whispered to Xu Tingrong: "What the hell is going on? I have been studying at home for two days."

When I was cooking, I cried when one of them came... I didn’t know and thought I saw something I shouldn’t have seen.”

Xu Tingrong sighed slightly and said: "I also want to know what's going on, but when I saw it, the person involved was confused. I couldn't understand it!"

But even though I don't understand it, the current situation is generally good, and it is much better than before.

Xu Tingrong breathed a sigh of relief, clapped her hands and said, "Okay, today is over successfully. Let's go and have a rest. Let's go!"

The people who gathered downstairs to gossip dispersed, but in the room upstairs, Rong Juan didn't even have a clue.

He sat on the edge of the bed, holding Qiao Weiwei in his arms. Seeing her lowering her head and crying, he finally remembered to ask: "Wife, are you angry with me?"

Qiao Weiwei had gradually calmed down. Hearing his question, he was still unable to answer.

Rong Yan did not force her, but it was determined in her heart. It should be that her loss of her two days affecting her emotions.

Although his loss in the past two days is only aimed at herself, but if she feels inappropriate, she will take the initiative to come to the house to find him. Then ...

The heart in Rong Yan's chest suddenly jumped up, but in the active vitality, there was a little guilty conscience.

In the end, I still worry that I will hurt her again.

Looking back at the past, he just felt that he had never done anything useful. It seemed to have paid a lot for her. In fact, only endless torture and pain were brought to her. Even what he did to her eat was difficult to import ...

Some things do n’t want to do, the more you think about it, the more you ca n’t come out.

That day, he said to Shen Mi, and the responsibility of Xie Wanzhang and Shen Yan's divorce was buried on himself. Although he felt a little violated when he said, he said that he even persuaded himself- ————

That's right, if he wasn't for a step, Xie Wan's family may not be the same today. He is indeed the culprit.

It's not just this matter. In many things about her, he is the culprit.

He couldn't help but feel angry, but felt that he had no face to appear in front of her.

If you want to be with her again, do you have to do at least one thing? Even one.

So he will hide at home and learn to cook for two days. The people who torture the kitchen are miserable, but they did not expect that they could wait for her.

This is an accident outside the accident, the surprise in surprise.

But, is he compatible?

His inner emotional entanglements are repeated, but no one can completely occupy the upper hand to persuade himself. He can only let himself suffer from tears.

"Wife, don't cry." Rong Yan couldn't help but kissed her red nose, and touched her slightly wet hairline, and then said, "Do you want to take a bath first?"

Qiao Wei did not refuse.

She was busy with a dizzy and brain in the company for a whole day today. At this moment, I was chaotic again. I really need to take a bath to make herself sober.

Rong Yan let go of her, first walk into the bathroom to help her adjust the water temperature. After coming out, what is the general place, open the library of the highest place in the bedroom.

During the marriage period, although there is less time living here, some clothes are still prepared here.

Later, she was married, and she did not come back to clean up. The aunt at home did not dare to throw away the Lord without authorization, and was afraid that Rong Yan would hurt the scene and hurt.

Therefore, Rong Yan quickly found her previous nightdress and personal clothes, turned around and handed it to her, "Wife, go to wash first, I'll give you-"

Speaking of which, he suddenly meals, and then said again: "I'll call the kitchen to do something to eat, what do you want to eat?"

Qiao Wei didn't answer, but just looked down at his arms full of burns.

They are all small scars with little stars, some are small, some are a line. It is okay not to look at it carefully. It seems that the scars are too much.

Rong Yan only thought she was looking at the clothes in her hands and explained: "Although these clothes have not been worn for a long time, the aunt has always been cleaned and cared for, and she can also wear it."

Qiao Weiwei raised her hand. Rong Juan thought she was going to take the clothes, but he didn't expect her hand to stay on his arm.

Rong Juan lowered his head and saw a darker burn mark on his arm.

"Don't you even apply any medicine?" Qiao Weiwei asked.

Rong Juan was startled, and then said: "Do I still need to apply medicine? It's just a burn, and it doesn't itch or hurt. It's a minor problem."

After he said this, Joe's only hand still stayed on his burnt area.

Rong Juan suddenly realized something, raised his eyes to look at her, paused for a moment and then whispered: "Wife...will you wipe it for me?"

Qiao Weiwei slowly raised his eyes, looked at him, and suddenly stood up and walked out of the door.

Rong Juan was startled and followed her to the door, only to find that she just walked to the small living room outside, opened a locker next to it, and took out the medicine box from inside.

After all, this was once her home, and she was still familiar with everything in this home, even though it had been a long time.

Qiao Weiwei found the burn ointment from the medicine box, then walked back to him and said, "Apply the ointment."

Rong Juan's throat suddenly rolled.
Chapter completed!