Chapter 102 Don't Be a Turtle

Ye Chen picked up He Wangchen from school every day for several days in a row. He Wangchen was also getting closer and closer to Ye Chen. Forced by He Wangchen's request, He Qian also took a luxury car back and forth several times. The car was spacious and comfortable. Ye Chen drove quietly and did not say anything on the road, but He Qian was still restless. If He Wangchen hadn't kept talking, she would have been driven crazy by this strange atmosphere.

The pick-up and drop-off have been fine these days, but Ye Chen finally held He Qian one evening: "Have you made a mind?"

"What?" Although He Qian seemed to feel the warmth between him through the thick down jacket. She remembered the time when he skied in Queenstown, the Netherlands. He stepped on the snow with a gentle smile on his face and gently pulled her into his arms. Suddenly, she understood that Ye Chen asked whether he was willing to return to him. He Qian's heart was full of nothing. Sense of strength, she didn't answer, but asked him, "Ye Chen, do you think we used to be after so much experience?"

Ye Chen's long eyelashes flashed and said quietly, "I understand!"

The car disappeared for a long time. He Qian was still thinking about what his sentence "I understand" meant and what did he understand?

The entertainment broadcast at 7 p.m. that day broke shocking news. Ye Chen, president of Ye's Group, Asia's first group, will officially marry Miss Yixi, the vice president of Sailing Entertainment, next Saturday, eight days later. It is revealed that Ye Chen, president of Ye's president, did not hesitate to spend hundreds of millions of dollars to build a love nest for his wife and prepare for the wedding. In the middle, the list of invited guests has also been determined, and the confidentiality work has been done without leakage.

"I'm full!" He Wangchen stared at the TV screen, and his white and tender little face collapsed little by little. He put down his chopsticks and walked to the bedroom with his head down.

"Forget the dust!" He Qian didn't know how to comfort his son, and he was even more worried when he saw He Wangchen's withered back. But she could only watch him gently close the door of the room. What she had just eaten was obviously rice, but she seemed to have eaten iron, so that she just wanted to cry.

The little guy put his head on **, and his mind was like his father holding another woman and smiling. He Wangchen was a little disappointed. How he hoped that his parents would be together again. Obviously, he had found his father. Obviously, a family of three could be a member of the group, but suddenly he saw that everything seemed to return to its original position.

He Wangchen took off his shoes, let go of the quilt, and then obediently got in and pulled the quilt up. He remembered their conversation clearly at noon. He Wangchen sat on the swing in the park, slowly brushed the red scarf on his chest with his tender little hand, and suddenly raised his big bright eyes and asked, "So... you are... My father?"

Ye Chen nodded affirmatively.

He Wangchen squinted and asked, "Do you like my mommy?"

Ye Chen solemnly said like an oath, "No, I love you, Mommy!"

He Wangchen pulled the quilt up again and buried his whole head in the quilt. He clearly said that he loved mommy. How could he do this! I can't cry. I'm already a man.

The door of the bedroom opened gently, and He Qian slowly walked in: "Forget the dust?" The little guy pulled the suit so tightly that He Qian couldn't pull it down. "Forgetchen, I'm sorry." Countless words of guilt can only say this, and what else can I say? I will be better for you or go to your own father.

He Qian pulled down the little guy's quilt hard. He Wangchen had already cried and his eyes red in the quilt, and his tears and snot hung on his white and tender little face. Because he tried hard to prevent him from crying, the little guy now kept swallowing. He tried to give off a smile and tried his best to suppress it. Suppressing the sobbing voice: "Mommy, what's the matter?"

He Qian's tears were like broken beads in an instant: "Forgetchen, Mommy, I'm sorry for you!" She held He Wangchen's soft little body and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

He Wangchen shook his head with his nose: "No, no, mommy is the best for Wangchen. Mommy, don't cry. Dust is the most obedient. Dust doesn't want dad. Mommy, don't be sad!"

"Wenchen, do you like Uncle Ye?"

He Wangchen was silent for a long time. Just when He Qian thought that the little guy was about to fall asleep, He Wangchen replied sullenly, "I like it a little, but Chenchen likes mommy best!" Do you need to think about it for so long? Obviously, I like it very much.

He Qian has never felt how selfish she is. Just now, when she heard the news that Ye Chen was about to get married, He Qian had a sense of the end of the world. She never thought that Ye Chen had been invisibly deeply in her heart. His position was so important. If it hadn't been for He Wangchen, she would be afraid she would always He shrank in his shell until he died with regret.

At the door of the bedroom, Zhao Nuannuan held a diamond ring in her hand and a rose in her pocket. A rose's words were "You are my only love". Zhao Nuannuan raised the corners of her lips bitterly, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed. How could he bear to see her sad and embarrassed her? She loved someone else. Zhao Nuannuan turned around. , throw roses and diamond rings into the trash can...

Zhao Nuannuan never felt that the distance between the two bedrooms was so long. The distance of more than ten meters seemed to be longer than the 19 years he had loved her. He clearly remembered that the first time they met, the beautiful but fierce little girl in the courtyard clutched him tightly. The wrist said, "You will be mine in the future!" She proudly stretched out her lotus-like little hand and said happily, "Follow me to make sure you eat delicious and drink spicy food."

He still remembers that she hugged him sadly and cried darkly: "Nuannuan, Ouyang Feibai is gone? He didn't do it, did he? Dad didn't commit a crime, did he? She stared at him cunningly: "Brother Nuannuan, are you attacking or suffering?" Her shallow smile bathed in the sun: "Nuannuan, you and Jiaming are my closest relatives!"

When he finally has the courage to take that step, her heart has been handed over to others. If he is not a child of an agent family, if he is not in danger of losing his life every day, if he is not engaged in that special profession, if he does not hurt the key points in the task and lose the ability to nurture the next generation, IF HE HAD NOT DECEIVED HER AND HIMSELF WITH THE LIES OF GAY, IF HE HAD KNEW THAT IT WOULD HAVE BEEN CURED, IF HE WAS NOT SO AFRAID OF LOSING HER, MAYBE THERE WOULD HAVE BEEN A DIFFERENT END TODAY.

Unfortunately, all this is just if, shallow, let this secret become a secret forever. You never know that I loved you, and you won't know in the future, but when you need me, I will be there!

After He Wangchen fell asleep, He Qian gently closed the door and changed her clothes to go out. She will never be a turtle and will always face her feelings and responsibilities.

"Where are you going so late?" Zhao Nuannuan stood behind He Qian and asked.

"Cough, warm, the sudden appearance in the middle of the night will obviously kill people behind people, do you know?"

Zhao Nuannuan raised her eyebrows carelessly: "I thought some people must be very bold to go out by themselves in the middle of the night." He Qian smiled awkwardly and couldn't say Zhao Nuannuan for the first time in history.

"Take it!" Zhao Nuannuan threw her car key and looked at it carefully. She was finally willing to get out of her turtle shell. In fact, he was very happy for her. Is she going to find Ye Chen? Zhao Nuannuan did not stop her. He knew that He Qian understood what he was doing.

Mr. Zhao Nuannuan hugged his arm and said, "I'm reluctant to watch Wangchen at home. Be careful and report the situation to me in half an hour, or I will investigate."

He Qian has a black line on his head. Why didn't he find Nuannuan such a Tang monk before! However, she was still very moved. He Qian nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay! I will follow the teachings of Uncle Nuannuan! Bye!" After saying that, he ran out.

"Shallow!"

He Qian has gone out dozens of steps away, but he saw Zhao Nuannuan chased out with a scarf. He surrounded her: "It's cold. Keep warm." On the night of December, the gas came out like a white fog and condensed into small ice crystals in the air below zero. The person who said, "It's cold, keep warm" only wore a sweater and dragged slippers on his feet and ran out, but he stared at her without feeling nervous.

"Brother Nuannuan, go back quickly and don't catch a cold!" There is a warm current in He Qian's heart.

"Cut! My brother is strong. In the past, my brother took a shower in the yard bare in winter? Zhao Nuannuan disdained and sneezed as soon as he finished speaking. He Qian waited for the man to go back with a wry smile. Alas, man, why is he so good face?

But most of the time, men have such a good face because they care about the other party's opinions!