Nan Xiang didn't answer, and handed the ring box handed to Su Mei by the host, "Xiaomei, this pair of rings, give it to you and Zuo Qi." ”

"Ah, this gift was drawn by you and Jiang Yechen together, can it be transferred?"

Su Mei held the ring box, surprised.

"I'm not feeling well, maybe I have a cold, I'll go back first. ”

After the words fell, Nan Xiang crossed the crowd and left again, Su Mei didn't go, nor did he stay, and shouted worriedly at the back, "Nanxiang, Nanxiang?"

The host and the audience were stunned, Su Mei put the ring box, hurriedly chased out, and met Jiang Yechen and Zuo Qi outside the crowd.

"What about Nanxiang?" Jiang Yechen saw that Su Mei was the only one, and immediately stepped forward to ask.

She said she wasn't feeling well, her face was ugly, and she had just left. I don't know if I caught a cold by the wind blowing by the lake. ”

"Mr. Jiang, why did you come back?"

Su Mei had a lot of complaints about Jiang Yechen as soon as he left, but he didn't dare to say it too bluntly.

"Did she say where to go?" Jiang Yechen asked with a frown.

"I'm not feeling well, so I should go home. Su Mei said.

"She is a housewife, she used to be a person in the Jiang family every day, how can her physical fitness be so fragile?" Zuo Qi also walked over and looked at Jiang Yechen casually, "I think the wind by the lake is not strong today, but you have left others behind for too long and made you upset." ”

"What do you mean by being a person in the present?"

Su Mei listened uncomfortable, Zuo Qi didn't accept this white eye, and immediately said, "I didn't say anything, you don't know, Nanxiang can bear it, she was alone when she gave birth to a child and entered the delivery room." Privately, we all call her the Iron Lady. ”

"Was Xiangxiang so miserable in the past?" Su Mei immediately burst into tears, stunned that the other party was Jiang Yechen, who could pinch people to death with one finger, so he didn't dare to help Nanxiang relieve his anger.

"You ask the perpetrator himself. Zuo Qi deliberately pointed at Jiang Yechen, Jiang Yechen's breath was gloomy, shrouded in shadows.

In normal times, he would be dissatisfied with Zuo Qi's mouth.

But this time, he silently accepted these accusations that were already facts, "Let's go." ”

He threw down two words heavily, and quickly left here.

"Mother Xu, is Nanxiang home?" Driving the car, Jiang Yechen sped up all the way and dialed the landline phone of the villa.

"I don't see anyone, I'll go to the little master's room to have a look. Mother Xu replied suspiciously.

"Hmm. ”

"The door of the young master's room is closed, the wife should be inside, do you want to knock open?"

Mother Xu picked up the landline, walked to the children's room, pulled the door and whispered into the phone.

Hearing that someone was there, Jiang Yechen's brows relaxed, "No need, I'll be back right away." ”

Ten minutes later, the black phantom drove into the garage, and Jiang Yechen walked into the villa.

The women's flats taken off the shoe rack made the man's heart settle, but when he saw that there were no men's slippers prepared for him by Nanxiang on the carpet, Jiang Yechen's face still sank.

Since the two of them slept in the master bedroom together, every day when he went home, his shoes were put away by Nanxiang in advance.

Nan Xiang acquiesced to this task, and Xu Ma never interfered again.

Jiang Yechen took the slippers and put them on, walked to the children's room in a hurry, and saw Jiang Zhan's small figure walking out from behind the door.

Seeing Jiang Yechen, Jiang Zhan raised his little index finger and made a gesture like a decent, "Baba, shh!"

"What about your mother?" Jiang Yechen didn't see Nan Xiang, so he asked Jiang Zhan.

At this opening, both father and son were stunned for a moment, Jiang Yechen called Nanxiang by his name, and he rarely had discretion in front of Jiang Zhan.

Suddenly, your mother came by the way, Jiang Zhan was a little stunned for a while.

"Your mom is in there?"

Realizing that his tone might have frightened his son, Jiang Yechen walked over and held Jiang Zhan in one hand.

"Is your mother inside?" slowed down his tone and asked Jiang Zhan again.

Jiang Zhan raised an item in his hand, "Well, Ma Ma is asleep." ”

"Then what are you doing here?"

Jiang Yechen walked towards the children's room, facing his son who was innocently looking at him, and suppressed the urge to walk in immediately.

"Ma Ma shed tears, got his homework wet, and will hand it over to the teacher tomorrow. ”

Jiang Zhan shook the Christmas stocking in his hand helplessly, which was the Christmas homework assigned by the kindergarten.

Children who complete their homework can get Christmas gifts.

However, compared to the wet socks, Ma Ma crying made him more uncomfortable.

"Is she crying?" Jiang Yechen looked at the Christmas stockings with obvious wet marks, and her brows furrowed again.

"Well, I cried when I fell asleep. ”

Jiang Zhan roughly restored the scene not long ago.

Soon after Nanxiang returned home, he came to the children's room to accompany Jiang Zhan, and fell asleep in bed after a while.

The Christmas socks made by Jiang Zhan were put on the bed, and Nan Xiang's tears were wet, Jiang Zhan waited for Nan Xiang to fall asleep and walked out gently, trying to find a dryer to dry the socks.

"The door was locked by my mother?" Jiang Yechen asked again, and Jiang Zhan nodded.

"Sir, have you come back, have you found your wife?" Mama Xu happened to come over.

"Let Mama Xu help you dry your socks. Jiang Yechen handed Jiang Zhan to Xu's mother, opened the door and entered the children's room.

On the small bed in the children's room, Nan Xiang was lying on the side of the bed and sleeping with his clothes, and the quilt on his body was barely covered neatly, which was covered by Jiang Zhan with great effort.

On the sheets, there are also fresh tear stains.

She looked very tired.

Jiang Yechen walked lightly to the side of the bed and bent down. I can see more clearly that the tail end of Nanxiang's eyelashes is as thin as a cicada's wings.

It was like a drop of crystal, deep into the man's dark eyes.

Jiang Yechen looked at the sleeping Nan Xiang deeply for a while, bowed down, and hugged Nan Xiang with light movements.

"Don't, Mom, don't leave me. ”

Pulled by the action, Nan Xiang's body shrank by inertia, as if he had been afraid and dodging for a long time, making an instinctive reaction, and a painful murmur came out of his mouth.

A strange light flashed in Jiang Yechen's eyes, and his big hand touched Nanxiang's back very lightly, patted it gently, and patiently comforted Bai Jiao in a completely different tone, "It's okay, you're home, you're not alone, no one will leave you behind." ”

As if hearing Jiang Yechen's words, Nan Xiang gradually quieted down, leaning meekly on the man's chest, but tears were still flowing.

"Nanxiang, what kind of woman are you?"

Jiang Yechen stretched out his hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of Nanxiang's eyes.

After Jiang Zhan dried the socks for Xu's mother, he ran back to the children's room, and as soon as he came in, he saw Jiang Yechen holding Nanxiang.

He stood in the doorway, his dark eyes rolling, as if he could speak, and the smart one said nothing.

"Your mother can't sleep here, you grow up and sleep by yourself. ”

Jiang Yechen's hand was withdrawn from Nan Xiang's face, and he condescendingly faced his own miniature son, and the image of Yan's father was very natural.

The father and son tacitly agreed that they did not make a big movement.

"Hmm. Jiang Zhan responded very solemnly, and watched Jiang Yechen take Nanxiang back to the master bedroom, and then go to sleep.

This night, Nanxiang slept very unsteadily, and she once again dreamed of her mother who committed suicide and left.

"Mom!"