Jiang Huaizhou held up a parasol to shield Wen Jin from the scorching sun. Although it was less than May, it was very hot in the desert. He took the puppy from Wen Jin's arms and said, "Pregnant
Don't hold the puppy all the time, it's not good for the child. I don't know about Yun Si, and I don't want to know. I also have something important to tell you about other people. It's about your relatives, the Lou family, and you.
What sinister things did your superior do to your family after you left!"
"What happened to my family?" Wen Jin's soles became weak, "What happened to my family?! I care about my relatives the most!"
"Not only did something happen, but my life was cut off. Don't worry, I'll go back and elaborate."
Wen Jin frowned, "Last time you made a coup in Lishan and moved your parents to another place, abandoning Yun Si in the Jiang family was unjust. Now that you have been looking for your sister for months, you have not given any explanation to Yun Si's sister-in-law. You
He is really a good brother and a bad husband. After eating this meal of chicken raised by my sister, leave quickly. I will not destroy other people's families."
But Jiang Huaizhou joked, "She was forced here by the emperor. She was not the one I was supposed to marry on the seventh day of March the year before last. She herself liked to stay in the Jiang Mansion as a widow and lived as a joke. Who could blame her? Everyone knows
If my brother is a sycophant, he is no longer the minister of Dali Temple, and his marriage to her has been broken long ago."
"Look. There is really no good man! If you don't treat her well, I will never recognize you as my brother in this life. A man must be responsible for his wife!"
Wen Jin again remembered that she had let down Jiang Huaizhou, and every time she was most frustrated, Jiang Huaizhou appeared beside her. She had hesitated and been moved, but that unexpected kiss at Yuewangtai, she recognized it clearly.
She thought to herself that she was not happy about the kiss, but resisted it in her heart. She didn't like Jiang touching her skin. Only your closeness could bring about the thrill and expectation of intimacy.
Her heart was as if it had been poisoned by Fu Jingheng. No matter how kind others were to her, she was as unmoved as if she was being fed to an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf.
She accepted her death and was not willing to accept it. She had loved the man on the dragon throne for half her life, but she had actually become nothing. Even if she kept holding this breath, she would not be willing to die.
When she thought of the woman next to her raising her son, sleeping with her king, and wearing her phoenix crown, she felt extremely sad and depressed. She hated sharing her husband with others, but she actually felt angry.
I also want to sit in the seat of Fu Jingheng's wife and not let anyone else come up.
She seemed to be able to marry anyone she wanted at any time, but in her heart she couldn't deceive anyone. She didn't want to marry anyone except Fu Jingheng. She just wanted to see how far Fu Jingheng could let her down.
It's this kind of stubbornness. The more you give, the more reluctant you are to leave it behind. The more you move forward, the more injured you become. Then you become more unwilling to give up and fall deeper and deeper into trouble.
She has never seen such a dishonest man in her life. He never breaks his promise. She just wants to see if he can keep his word for once. Alas. The more unwilling she is, the more she wants to get his promise. Maybe she can get him.
I also think the king is like that.
Women shouldn't be like her. They should stop their losses in time. It's really not good to be angry about your marriage for the rest of your life. She is good in other aspects, but it's not good to be emotionally nostalgic.
Fu Jingheng stood in the dark from a distance, silently watching Wen Jin and Jiang Huaizhou talking.
He looked at Wen Jin pulling on Jiang Huaizhou's sleeve. She was overjoyed. He wondered if Jiang had left her alone for a day or two, but when he came back, she was happy. The separation was better than the coquettishness of a newlywed.
Jiang Huaizhou immediately said: "You are not a guest, you are a family member. You are welcome, I will come."
Wen Jin immediately sat down with his grandmother and watched Jiang Huaizhou catch the free-range chickens raised in the yard. He was a treasonous mind and was from Dali Temple, so it was particularly funny for him to catch free-range chickens.
Wen Jin, grandma, and the blind girl adopted by Wen Jin all laughed. The girl's name is Yueyue. She must be three or four years old. I don't know. She was sallow and thin when she picked her up. Who knows how old she is.
Everyone smiled and saw the setting sun setting, and the afterglow on the desert was a thin red, which was very spectacular.
Wen Jin helped with the beating and washed some vegetables. There was smoke from the kitchen and bursts of laughter. Yue Yue called Jiang Huaizhou daddy and Wenjin auntie. It was also a child who screamed when he missed his father and mother. Wenjin had not been so happy for a long time.
Yes. It is joyful to see relatives.
Fu Jingheng stood outside the door, listening to the laughter and laughter in the courtyard, looking at the smoke rising from the kitchen, the laughter of children, and the sounds of poultry, which gave him a strong sense of life in a small household.
A peach tree is in full bloom outside the door. This must be Jin Yao's life. They adopted a daughter, which is their common child. The girls are called Daddy Jiang and Aniang Wen.
Fu Jingheng couldn't stand it anymore. Really, he felt like he was being tortured. But he still didn't go into the hospital to bother him.
He has no position, no qualifications, no face. He was the one who stopped his wife.
It was he... who terminated his wife.
He gave her up to others.
-I have never loved you, and I will no longer sympathize with you-
-Don’t come to Winter Garden again in the future, because I won’t come back-