Spit in your face

Zhuang Beichen was at a loss, so he had to squat down together and poke her shoulder, "Wen Wan, don't be like this, I don't say you're it, don't cry." ”

Wen Wan turned sideways and continued to cry.

"Wife, I'm wrong, okay, my head is going to explode when you cry, you want to cry, let's go home and cry slowly. ”

"Whoever is your wife, who is going to go home with you. She yelled at him gently and childishly.

"Aren't you hungry? I'll invite you to eat, Sister Lan said, you have to eat less and more meals now, otherwise you will starve the baby." ”

"I want you to take care of it!" Wen Wan became even more angry, I was so sad, this thing still only cares about the baby.

"I don't care, who cares, okay, okay, don't cry!" he hugged her, but she threw him away.

"Wen Wan, don't cry, there are so many people here, it's very bad to be seen, you see everyone looking at you. ”

Wen Wan peeked in, and sure enough, the passers-by looked at them with strange eyes, she stood up stupidly, and suddenly said, "You want to invite me to dinner, don't you?"

"Ah!" Zhuang Beichen hurriedly agreed.

"Let's go!" Wen Wan raised her feet and entered a Sichuan restaurant on the side of the road, before the meal was served, the air was already filled with the rich smell of chili pepper and all kinds of choking pepper.

Zhuang Beichen covered his mouth and nose, "Can a pregnant person eat such a heavy taste?"

"I like it!" Wen Wan glared at him, took the menu, and ordered more than a dozen dishes casually, regardless of whether it was a main course or a side dish.

The waiters were dumbfounded, "Miss, how many of you." ”

Wen Wan said expressionlessly: "Serve! And all the dishes are heavy and spicy for me, and I want all the spices and side dishes, especially coriander, give me more!"

Is this going to kill our baby? Also, I don't eat coriander!

Zhuang Beichen hurriedly stopped, "No need, just be slightly spicy, try to be lighter." ”

"Spicy!" retorted gently.

The waiter was embarrassed, "Mr. Miss, is that slightly spicy or heavy?" ”

"Of course it's spicy!"

"Slightly spicy, of course!"

The two said in unison.

Waiter: "Who's in charge?" ”

"I've got the final say!" Wen Wan's eyes were crossed, Zhuang Beichen compromised, and pointed to the other side dejectedly: "She has the final say!"

The waiter smiled with satisfaction, "Okay, wait a minute, because you have a lot of orders, so it will take a long time to serve the food, please be patient." ”

Zhuang Beichen waved his hand impatiently, "It's okay, take your time!" and then added in his heart, it's better not to serve the food.

The waiter left, Wen Wan turned her face away, held her hands, looked at the road where the cars were flowing and the pedestrians were weaving, and tears flowed silently again.

She has hardly exploded like today, and all along, she has been forbearing, suppressed, and never reveals her true emotions. But today she doesn't know which tendon is wrong, she just wants to cry happily and vent all her dissatisfaction and anger.

Zhuang Beichen sat opposite her, and his mood was also heavy.

"Wen Wan, let's talk, okay?"

She was silent.

Zhuang Beichen looked at her and said, "Don't you think there are a lot of problems between us? You never seem to believe me." Wen Wan, when we were in France, we had already said that I thought you could finally settle down and live with me. ”

"That's because there is always a Gu Xuewei between us. ”

Zhuang Beichen didn't refute, he was silent for a while, and suddenly reached out and held her hand on the table, "Wen Wan, I never thought about what to do with Gu Xuewei again? ”

Wen Wan twitched her hand hard, but it was tighter by him.

"Wen Wan, it's not that I don't believe you, but ...... I don't know how to put it. Grandma has always disliked Gu Xuewei, because of her, Gu Xuewei has suffered a lot of crimes, and her health has always been bad, so many things have happened, I feel very guilty, I don't know how to make up for it, some injuries cannot be erased for a lifetime. Wen Wan, you, can you understand?"

Zhuang Beichen tried his best to tell the confusion in his heart.

Wen Wan lowered her head, "These are not important to me. ”

"But it's important to me. You are my wife, and I hope you can understand me. Be more inclusive. ”

Wen Wan raised her head angrily, "Tolerance, isn't it enough? Is tolerance so that I want to take the blame for her? Zhuang Beichen, she is wronged, am I not wronged? When you choose to believe her and accuse me, have you considered my feelings? Even if I want to get rid of this marriage, will I joke about the health of my grandmother who loves me the most?"

“……”

Zhuang Beichen lowered his head. His mood was very complicated, subconsciously he believed in Wen Wan, but the facts he saw with his own eyes made him have to doubt, and Gu Xuewei, she had already suffered a lot, and he couldn't bear to hurt her again.

His attitude spoke for itself, and he looked at him deeply and twitched his hand hard.

Zhuang Beichen held it tightly, raised his head suddenly, looked at her, and there was a thick pain in his eyes, "Wen Wan, give me some more time, wait for me to deal with Xue Wei's affairs, this is what I owe her after all." Her body can't withstand any blow now, and the doctor said that people with depression can find short-term vision at any time, and I can't gamble with her life!"

This is why, last night, everyone believed in Wen Wan, and he still chose to support Gu Xuewei.

If Gu Xuewei's body is not well recuperated, she may collapse at any time, she will self-harm, find short-sightedness, and her soul is as fragile as a porcelain doll.

"She's very insecure right now, I know she can be extreme in some of her behaviors, she will do things that hurt others, but that's not what she intended, her nature is kind, she's just sick. Wen Wan, come with me and help Gu Xuewei, okay?"

Wen Wan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Gu Xuewei's soul is fragile and needs to be protected, doesn't she need to be gentle?

She is a patient, so no matter how much she does something out of the ordinary, she can be forgiven, and she is gentle, because she is a healthy person, so she deserves to be wronged and wronged?

Wen Wan shook her head, she is not a virgin, she does not have the mind of the sea.

"I'm sorry, Zhuang Beichen, if you think Gu Xuewei needs you more, then, I'll still say that, I'll quit!"

"Wen Wan, why do you have to force me to choose one or the other. You're not a multiple-choice question at all, the one I love is you!"

Wen Wan smiled, smiling desolately, "But you still choose to sacrifice me first, don't want this kind of love." ”

"Wen Wan!" Zhuang Beichen roared in a suppressed voice.

Wen Wan stood up suddenly, about to leave, Zhuang Beichen pulled her tightly, and with force, Wen Wan fell into his arms.

She struggled to get up, and he held her tightly.

"Wen Wan, let's not quarrel, okay, is it okay for us to truce, for the sake of our marriage, for the sake of the baby that has not yet been born, can we reconcile?"

Wen Wan looked sideways at him, tears welling up in her eyes.

"So you know that, right? You know that it wasn't me who pushed grandma, but Gu Xuewei, and you also know that the person who got grandma's breathing mask was not me, it was Gu Xuewei, right?" she forced her gaze at him.

She was in his arms, but he felt that she was so far away.

Zhuang Beichen looked at her for a while before nodding slowly.

"Yes!"

"So, Aunt Xie didn't faint for no reason, it was Gu Xuewei who did something, right?"

"Yes!" Zhuang Beichen nodded with difficulty.

"You confessed to the doctor and deliberately asked him to say that it was because of physical exhaustion, just to hide it from Dad, Aunt Xie, and Sister Lan, so that they wouldn't continue to hate Gu Xuewei, right?"

"Yes!"

What about the stacks of sheets? ”

"I ...... I asked later, it was Gu Xuewei who found someone to print it out and deliberately changed the date. Zhuang Beichen lowered his head weakly, not daring to look at her eyes.

"You know everything, but you help her cover it up. Zhuang Beichen, you still say you don't love her!"

"She's a patient!"

"What a patient, depression, it's really a gold medal for avoiding death. He smiled sarcastically.

Zhuang Beichen sighed, "The thinking of a depressed patient cannot be seen according to the thinking of a normal person. She is so extreme because she has been tortured too much. ”

"So if she threatens to kill herself and asks you to divorce and marry her, will you agree?"

"I ......" Zhuang Beichen has always been indebted to Gu Xuewei, and he can't watch her die.

"Admit it, Zhuang Beichen, you love her!" said gently and coldly.

Zhuang Beichen shook his head, "Wen Wan, I love you!"

"Is it interesting?" Wen Wan sneered and glanced at her lower abdomen, "Don't worry, I have already decided to give birth to this child, so no matter whether our marriage still exists or not, we will not have any more miscarriages." After eating, while it's still early, let's go through the divorce procedures. ”

"Gentle!"

Zhuang Beichen looked at her with a painful heart, Wen Wan had already sat up, wanting to withdraw from his arms, and he hugged him tightly.

"Zhuang Beichen, let go!"

"Don't let it go!"

"Interesting?"

"Don't let go!" he stubbornly hugged her.

"I'll let you go!Zhuang Beichen, you bastard!" Wen Wan was angry, and kept writhing and struggling, "Hmm!"

The chattering lips were suddenly caught, and domineering kisses invaded her mouth. Wen Wan's eyes widened, resisting.

Zhuang Beichen clasped her waist tightly with one hand and fixed the back of her head with the other. Wen Wan waved her pink fist and kept banging on his shoulder. As if he didn't know the pain, he let her fight, and his lips and tongue could not refuse to occupy her.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" The door of the private room was suddenly opened, and the service suit was holding a plate, neither advancing nor retreating.

Wen Wan was ashamed and indignant, and her tears flowed in her eyes.

Zhuang Beichen raised his head and said coldly: "Get out!"

The waiter came into contact with those eyes that seemed to be eating people, and quickly exited the private room, not forgetting to close the door.

Wen Wan took the opportunity to slam a fist on Zhuang Beichen's lips, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding and swollen.

"Zhuang Beichen, you are so sick!"

Rubbing and rubbing her lips gently, Zhuang Beichen stretched out his hand and pulled her back into his arms and kissed her again.

The salty bloody breath enters the mouth and makes people sick to their stomachs. Wen Wan's stomach couldn't help but roll, but she was still being held by Zhuang Beichen, unable to move.

As Zhuang Beichen's kiss deepened, the bloody breath became thicker and thicker, and the gentle stomach became more and more uncomfortable.

Finally, she didn't hold back, and with a hard push, she spat out what was going to leave his lips and churn in his stomach.

Zhuang Beichen only felt a heat on his face, and a sour and rotten breath poured down his head! His mind was stunned, and the whole person was stupid!

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