Xia Chun looked horrified, and her tears filled with panic. After he finished speaking, he rushed over to grab the knife in his hand. Liang Shangjun's face changed. He was afraid of hurting her, so he had to raise his hand high, and his painful eyes locked her gaze heavily, and said in a deep voice:

"Chuchun, if chopping this dirty hand can relieve you, I will never frown."

What is one hand compared to losing her!

Xia Chun shook her head violently, and tears fell down her face:

"Liang Shangjun, put down the knife, can't I listen to your explanation?"

She was just afraid that she didn't ask him to cut off her hand.

"Chuchun, are you really willing to listen to my explanation?"

The resolute expression on Liang Shangjun's face remained undiminished, and a trace of light flashed in his deep eyes. Xia Chun nodded repeatedly, fearing that he would really chop off his hands:

"I'm willing to listen, as long as you don't lie to me anymore, I'll listen."

Liang Shangjun's heart tightened, and his eyes became wet. As long as she was willing to give herself a chance to explain, she would listen. He put down the knife in his hand and hugged her tightly in his arms. The sound of the thin lips leaked out of his eyes with a hint of sob:

"Zhu Chun, I love you and will never betray you."

He loved her so much, how could he betray her?

Xia Chun's tears fell and her body trembled in his arms. She would react so much and get so angry, but because she loved him too much and cared too much, she would be more afraid of losing.

Although she acted indifferent every day, she was still with him without hesitation in the face of outside rumors and his mother's opposition, but deep down she was still frightened.

However, she buried her fragility and fear. When he lied to her, when she saw him and Lu Lin, when Lu Lin talked to her in the form of a winner, no one knew that the fear and anxiety spread from the depths of her heart like a virus, eroding her internal organs and even the blood in her body, and every cell was eroded.

She admitted that she became inferior at that moment.

Lu Lin has something she doesn't have. She is a match with him, her childhood sweetheart, and her...

Her heart was disorganized and panicked, so she quarreled with Lu Lin on the street regardless of her image. The more excited she was, the more angry she became, but because of the uneasiness and fear in her heart.

Even if he loves her, she is afraid that time will change him, afraid that reality will change him, and afraid that he will compromise in some aspects. So much fear and fear is like a mountain that makes her breathless.

Liang Shangjun held her arms tightened inch by inch. Perhaps he knew the uneasiness and fear in her heart, so he concealed her and didn't want her to have any thoughts.

But unexpectedly, she would discover it in this way in the end.

He almost hated himself. He really wanted to chop off that hand just now, how could he pick up the coffee and feed Lu Lin? Was Lin Yan's lesson not enough last time? Why didn't he know how to absorb it?

"Chuchun, don't cry, the baby will be sad even if you cry."

A few seconds later, Liang Shangjun pulled her out of his arms. He raised his rough palm to wipe her tears. Every tear she drowned in his heart like hot molten iron, making him unable to breathe.

Xia Chun bit her lips tightly, and could only stop herself from crying, but she could not stop the falling tears.

Liang Shangjun sniffed, suppressing the urge to cry, put his big palm over her waist, helped her out of the kitchen, and let her sit down on the sofa in the living room.

He himself squatted beside her, hoping to confess to leniently:

"Chongchun, let me make a point first. Lu Lin and I really have nothing to do."

When he said this, his wet eyes were filled with deep love for her, and his deep eyes reflected her tears.

"Then why did you feed her coffee?"

This incident became her heart knot.

With Liang Shangjun's personality, who would have been able to force him if he hadn't been willing? Besides, she could see clearly at that time that he picked up the coffee and fed it to Lu Lin.

She couldn't figure out the problem she wanted to break her head. After a long time, when the truth that Liang Shangjun wanted to hide was exposed, she finally understood...

But that was later. At this moment, her tears were cold in her eyes, which made the warm spring suddenly retreat to the coldness of winter. Liang Shangjun thought about it, but in fact he couldn't find a suitable explanation. Finally, he simply used official duties to perfunctory her:

"Cunchun, I can only tell you that it is business, because I asked her for help, and she deliberately made things difficult for me at that time. I had no choice but to do that, but I did nothing except that."

Business?

Xia Chun's eyes were questioning, staring at him scrutinized, and sniffed heavily. Liang Shangjun's scalp was numb by her eyes. She turned her face with the action of pulling tissue for her, and when she pulled out a tissue from the coffee table and turned her head, she looked sincere and calm.

"Then how many times did you say you met her without hiding it?"

Since it was involved in business, Xia Chun was inconvenient to ask more questions. He took the tissue he handed over and continued to interrogate the next question.

"Pure, twice!"

Liang Shangjun didn't dare to hide it anymore if he had ten courages, and honestly explained:

"The night before you came back, I was in the Sichuan Restaurant. That day I said there was a dinner party, but in fact I was treating her to dinner. The agreement was not completed that night, and she did not agree to me, but the matter was urgent. I had to come to County C to find her early in the morning."

He said it reasonably, Xia Chun did not say believe it or did not believe it. She just looked at him quietly, as if thinking, judging how authentic what he said was.

"Then why are you lying to me and not telling me?"

After a while, her mood calmed down and her voice became more calm. She obviously had chosen to believe his words. Liang Shangjun hurriedly explained:

"I'm afraid you misunderstood. I know you don't like Lu Lin, but Chunchun, you believe me, I really have no ambiguity with her, I swear..."

"Have you done your business?"

"Ah, do it, it's almost done."

Liang Shangjun was stunned. He wanted to say that he hadn't done it yet, but Xia Chun's face changed and he hurriedly changed his words, but he was talking hesitantly.

Xia Chun just didn't do what he said yet. She frowned in confusion. He was doing it for business, so she was not so angry. Seeing him again, she looked embarrassed. If she really hindered his work, it would be really unreasonable.

Liang Shangjun squatted forward again, and his broad palm grabbed her slightly cool little hand. The height he was squatting was exactly the same as Xia Chun sitting on the sofa. His deep eyes were filled with tenderness, and he called out softly:

"Pure!"

Xia Chun's heart trembled slightly because of his gentle call, his eyebrows frowned even tighter, and he struggled symbolically. He increased the strength. She couldn't get away and no longer struggled, but just said calmly:

"Liang Shangjun, I hope you didn't lie to me again this time, and I hope you won't lie to me in the future. If you are because of work, I will not stop you, and I am not the kind of person who is unreasonable at all, but I have a requirement that you can't betray your lust even for work."

Xia Chun was unwilling to think deeply about what important things could he have to compromise with Lu Lin, a little girl.

She knew exactly what kind of person Liang Shangjun was.

But since he gave such an explanation, she must believe it even if she believes it even if she doesn't believe it even if she doesn't.

There were two small voices in her heart arguing, and at the end, she compromised for love and chose to believe him.

"Zuanchun, I will never again. Really, I promise you that I will never sacrifice my appearance. Even if it is a big deal, it is not as important as you."

His words really come from the lungs.

If it weren't for the matter that it was her, how could a proud and resolute person like Liang Shangjun please please a little girl or a little girl who has inappropriate thoughts about her?

He couldn't even avoid it.

He did this just because Lu Lin agreed not to investigate Xia Chun's affairs, not to tell his mother about her life experience, and not to hurt Chun Chun.

Everything is just for her.

But he couldn't tell her, and he was so worried.

No matter what, he finally comforted Chunchun. Thinking of the fact that she was almost hit by the motorcycle just now, he felt panic again. He got up and sat next to her, hugged her tightly, and whispered:

"Chongchun, promise me that no matter what happens in the future, don't scare me like you did just now!"

The reason why Liang Shangjun was so scared was not entirely because he had known it just now. After that, Xia Chun became angry and ignored everything. If one day she knew her life experience, what would she do to hurt herself?

Thinking of this, he held her strength tighter and hesitated in his heart whether to tell her about her life experience.

But he quickly denied this idea.

When Xia Chun was hugged by him and could not breathe, he made a protest sound in his chest. He suddenly realized that he was too devoted to his mind and stopped it again and again. When she struggled to escape from his chest, her little face turned red, which was better than the pale look just now.

"Pure!"

He gently clung to her, picked up a tissue and carefully wiped the tears from her face. His eyes were wiped dry. Her tears finally stopped, but their eyes were red and swollen. He felt distressed again and said softly:

"Pure, no matter what happens, my love for you will not change."

Xia Chun said nothing, just bit her red lips, blinking her swollen eyes.

He squatted down again and said with concern:

"Can I see your legs? Tell me, where is it hurt?"

She was walking wrong just now, and he was sure that her legs hurt. As he spoke, his big palm with clear joints gently lifted her trouser legs. Xia Chun wanted to stop it, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he interrupted her:

"Pure, let me see."

He looked up at her, lowered his head, carefully rolled up his trouser legs, and there was a pair of purple thin body pants inside. When he gently lifted her purple body pants, his handsome eyebrows frowned, and a touch of distress passed through his eyes. He looked up and said nervously:

"Zhu Chun, your legs are swollen. We are going to the hospital now. No, we are back to City A now."

After saying that, he put down her trouser legs, got up, and wanted to hug her.

"This is normal, I've checked it."

Xia Chun grabbed him and reached out to hold her hand, explaining gently, Liang Shangjun was worried and frowned:

"What is normal? Your legs are swollen and normal. Pure. Let's go back to City A now. Don't let the steel plates be misaligned like last time. Do you know if you don't use them to run again in the future?"

At the end, he lowered his face and told him seriously that her legs had not yet healed and he was actually running around the streets.

Xia Chun frowned. Seeing that he was so anxious that he was anxious that he was anxious, he pulled him to sit down beside him, bent down and rolled up his other leg to let him see:

"Look, this leg has not undergone surgery, and it has swelling, right?"
To be continued...