The Chinese New Year will be held in five days. Chen Zi'ang was in a state of dismay when he heard Zhang Han's colleague say that Zhang Han was back and that his family had gone to Beijing.

She felt a little uneasy. Her body was a little heavy. Although her belly was not obvious and she couldn't tell in a cotton coat. What would she do if Zhang Han didn't see her?

The doctor said that she could not have surgery. If she had surgery, she would probably not have any more children in this life. Besides, how could she not have her own children?

Chen Zi'ang is already twenty-one years old. From the day he knew she was pregnant, her heart has become soft for no reason. She is about to be a mother. Thinking of her having Zhang Han's child, she is full of happiness.

However, if she is pregnant before marriage, she will be ridiculed in their hometown, and she will not dare to go home. If she and Zhang Han don’t get married, how can she give birth to the child?

She stroked her belly, her heart full of helplessness and sorrow. Zhang Han probably couldn't receive the letter she wrote to Zhang Han.

If Zhang Han really goes to Beijing and doesn’t contact her, she will not be able to find him. The world is so big, how should she find him?

Chen Zi'ang still hoped that Zhang Han would come back, so she decided to wait for two days.

The weather has not been good these days, it is gray, and the entire Ling County is in a depressing and dull air, and snowflakes are falling in the evening.

Chen Zi'ang opened the window and smiled bitterly at the snowflakes floating outside. If this continues, it will take several days for her to go home. The roads on the mountains will be icy when it snows. Usually, they have to be one day and one night, let alone snow.

My sister just called her and asked her when she would go back and brought some things to her house. She was going to accompany Wang Haonan's parents for the New Year this Spring Festival. She made an appointment to take her to the station the day after tomorrow.

Chen Zi'ang had prepared everything, and Zhang Han probably wouldn't come to the office anymore, so she still had hope in her heart.

They have been separated for less than four months, and it is not a few years. Zhang Han will not be able to change his mind. He is probably being held by family affairs. After the Chinese New Year, he will look at the situation. She feels much more comfortable to comfort herself. She is preparing to go home early and take a bus back tomorrow afternoon.

Chen Zi'ang looked at the snowflakes floating outside, and felt a little sad:

White snowflakes, I want to catch you

The coolness falling in the palm of your hand

I'm hesitant, I tasted it

The temperature on the palm melted slightly

Why are you drifting in this world

Being rendered white

The melted body is gone without a trace

Where should I go to find my lover who has no news

The wintersweet seems to have withered, sinking in the wind and snow

The strength of the day is frozen in the cold night

The tears falling from the petals have frozen

It's not only the petals but also my heart

My lover, I need your passion

Ignite my frozen heart

My lover who has no news, I need your passion

Burn my cold soul

Chen Zi'ang's tears flowed down. When the longing reached its peak, his heart was cold, like frozen petals, which would shatter with a slight touch.

The snowflakes outside the window did not intend to stop, but instead became bigger and bigger, like goose feathers flying and pear blossoms falling. The flawless elf seemed to be trying to cover up something and cover the earth with all his efforts.

The sky was as dark as if it was pressing against the roof, and it was gloomy. Chen Zi'ang shivered and was about to close the window.

Suddenly, the sound of a car whistle sounded outside, as if torn the darkness and brought a glimmer of hope to Chen Zi'ang. Chen Zi'ang ran to the corridor and watched the open door open a red flag car coming in.

"Is Brother Han back? Only the people in Brother Han's family can drive such a car, right? Brother Han must be back. I have to go downstairs to pick up Brother Han. No, how can I let Brother Han see this? I have to go back to my room to clean up."

Chen Zi'ang ran a few stairs and ran back.

Chen Zi'ang ran back to the bathroom, looked at himself with red eyes, quickly washed his face with cold water, and applied it to his eyes with a cold towel.

The biting cold coolness calmed her a little bit of her excitement. She took a deep breath, put down the towel and walked out of the bathroom door.

The knock on the door was also heard, and Chen Zi'ang opened the door excitedly: "Brother Han!"

"Han..." She opened her mouth, and the joy that had just been excited was poured on her head by a basin of cold water in winter.

"Who are you looking for?"

Two women stood outside the door, one in their 40s, wearing a black mink coat and gold-rimmed glasses, and the other in their 20s, wearing a fashionable leather coat, black leather pants, and Martin boots.

The two women did not answer Chen Zi'ang's question and went straight into the room. The older one walked around the room, and the young one looked at Chen Zi'ang directly.

"You are Chen Zi'ang? Are you satisfied with living here?" asked the older one.

"I am, are you?" Chen Zi'ang heard that the woman's intention was not good.

"I am Zhang Han's mother, this is Zhang Han's wife!" The woman looked at Chen Zi'ang and introduced.

Chen Zi'ang felt a flash in front of him and his body shook. She tried hard to calm herself down. Zhang Han had never let her see his mother, nor had he ever said that he had a wife. If so, how could she let her live in his unit?

"It's aunt, please sit down." Chen Zi'ang asked Zhang Han's mother and wife to sit down and pour hot tea for the two of them.

Mi Qingyun knew that Zhang Han liked Chen Zi'ang, she thought Chen Zi'ang was that kind of demonic and beautiful woman. Unexpectedly, Chen Zi'ang was like a lotus in clear water, with a faint and quiet temperament, exuding a kind of softness, and it was not like that of a countryside. She had an intellectual temperament. She looked at Lu Yu beside her and compared it with her two strokes, she felt that Chen Zi'ang was much better than Lu Yu in terms of temperament and appearance.

Zhang Han's mother Mi Qingyun and Lu Yu looked at each other. They were shocked by Chen Zi'ang's calmness. Aren't ordinary people very surprised?

Did Zhang Han tell her about this in advance?

If she had said that she was still with Zhang Han, then there would be a problem with this person's character, which was simply shameless.

"Chen Zi'ang, do you know we will come?" Mi Qingyun was already a little angry.

"Auntie, I don't know you're coming." Chen Zi'ang looked at the snowflakes fluttering outside the window and tried his best to hold back the tears in his eyes.

"Brother Han is okay?"

Why didn't he come to see her by himself, but asked his mother and wife to come to see her?

His wife is so fashionable.

Mi Qingyun and Lu Yu did not expect Chen Zi'ang to ask this, and they were stunned for a moment. Shouldn't she ask them the purpose of coming here?

"He is very good. He has graduated and is working in Beijing now. He will come here to go through the handover procedures after the New Year." Lu Yu answered Chen Zi'ang's question.

"Oh!" Chen Zi'ang was silent. She was very confused and didn't know how to speak. What was their purpose for coming to her? Do they know her relationship with Zhang Han?

"We are going to get married, and it is scheduled for May 20 next year, which is Zhang Han's birthday!" Lu Yu looked straight at Chen Zi'ang. She looked at Chen Zi'ang's watery eyes. In the blink of an eye, tears would fall.

Chen Zi'ang couldn't feel the cold, her heart was frozen, and the bloody humiliation was frozen into a hard shell in an instant, protecting herself.

"Congratulations and Brother Han, I wish you all the best to grow old together!"

Chen Zi'ang said with a smile, her expression was calm, her eyes were red, and even the tears in her eyes were forced back.

"Chen Zi'ang, how long have you lived here?" Zhang Han's mother asked.

"Three years." Her three most beautiful and happiest years may never have three more years of such a life.

"The relationship between you and Zhang Han..."

"Auntie, I am very grateful to Brother Han for helping me. If it weren't for Brother Han, I wouldn't know what to do. I would give Brother Han a rent fee since I went to work." Chen Zi'ang interrupted Mi Qingyun.

One dollar a month rent saved Chen Zi'ang's proud and fragile heart!
Chapter completed!