232 What is called two clearing?
The man sitting opposite raised his eyebrows lightly, his face full of disdain and sarcasm, "Why did I say something wrong?" β
Song Dingguo gasped and had nowhere to spill his breath, so he could only endure it, and his old face was so blue that his old face jumped, "Yan Churui, do you think you are a good thing?" If you hadn't abandoned me back then, Liang Yulin wouldn't have met me, let alone married me, and later divorced. At the end of the day, you're the one who killed her, don't put all the on my head! β
Yan Churui's heart suddenly suffocated, and the fine numb pain drilled out of the pores of his body and spread all over his body.
He was speechless for a moment to refute.
Song Dingguo saw that he was in pain, and the anger that he had just held in his heart could finally be vented well, and his heart began to feel happy.
He flicked his cuffs slightly, and snorted coldly, "Do you think that little between you can hide from me for the rest of your life?" From the first day of chasing Liang Yu, I have felt her bottom clearly.
Although I was poor back then, not all women would want it, if I didn't know that you were innocent, do you think I would still marry her? I, Song Dingguo, am not a storage place for broken shoes. β
No man will be indifferent when he hears someone insult his wife, and Yan Churui is even more so.
He got up suddenly, grabbed Song Dingguo's shirt tightly across the coffee table, lifted him up, dragged him out fiercely, and then gave a fierce fist and knocked him to the ground, his scarlet eyes seemed to be about to Ling Chi, "Song Dingguo, you dare to say a word again!" β
Luo Qi, who was sitting quietly on the side, also had a very ugly face, especially when she heard the word "broken shoes" just now, her face was blue and white, which was very exciting.
Her husband was beaten to the ground, and she did not feel the slightest distress and nervousness, but was even more resentful and jealous.
Liang Yulin, you are a divorced woman, how can you make two men over half a hundred years old fight impulsively like hairy boys!
Song Dingguo lay on the ground, vomited a mouthful of blood, and tried to struggle to get up and fight back, but unfortunately to no avail.
Years of Youyi life have not only changed his physical shape, but also corrupted his physical fitness.
Song Dingguo didn't notice his wife's abnormality at all, and turned his eyes for help to her. The woman looked down at him coldly, got up elegantly, quietly looked at the angry man in front of her, and pulled the corners of her mouth to squeeze out a smile, "Presumably Mr. Yan still has something to deal with, so we won't bother anymore, my husband has offended a lot and asked Haihan, and he will definitely come to apologize in the future." β
Yan Churui turned around, glanced at the woman with a calm face, and sneered, "There is no need to apologize, I don't want my wife to feel disgusted." In the future, as long as there is no such disgusting thing as the two of them in the place where my wife can see. Cheng Lin, send off! β
"Mrs. Song, please!"
The assistant, who had been standing aside, opened the door and politely stretched out his hand to signal.
Luo Qi's slender nails grabbed the expensive bag fiercely, forced herself to suppress the humiliation in her heart, helped her husband on the ground with a stiff face, and walked out of the room step by step.
The humiliation she suffered today will one day be taken back!
Liang Yulin slowly opened his eyes and was stimulated by the warm night light in the room.
She involuntarily reached out to block it, and her arm seemed to be pressed by something heavy, and she couldn't move for a while.
It took a while for her to get used to the light in the room, and she could see the head pressed against her arm.
As if sensing her awakening, Yan Churui woke up suddenly, facing the woman's calm black eyes after being weathered, her heart trembled slightly, and she felt as if something was different.
"Yulin, you're finally awake, is there anything uncomfortable?" The man's hoarse voice sounded in the quiet space, trembling lightly mixed with a hint of caution.
Liang Yulin glanced at him, and there was no trace of waves in his plain eyes.
She withdrew her arm and slowly sat up on her back, rejecting the man who wanted to come to her help.
Yan Churui's outstretched hands stiffened in mid-air, and finally put them down, clenched his fists at his sides.
He watched the woman sit down on the head of the bed, her eyes rolling slightly, as if looking for something.
He hurriedly turned around, quickly poured a glass of water from the bedroom coffee table, brought it over, and handed it to the woman's mouth.
Liang Yulin did not refuse, followed his hand, and drank a large glass of water.
After feeding the water, the man carefully took out a tissue to wipe the water stains from her mouth, stared at the woman's clear eyes, her throat tightened, and she suppressed her throat for a while before she said a sentence, "Yulin, I'm sorry!" β
The woman turned her head and looked straight ahead, ignoring the pain and guilt in his eyes.
After a person has experienced the pain and tribulation of this life in one day, the heart that has been rising and falling suddenly calms down.
She closed her eyes, and then slowly opened them, her chapped lips moved slightly, and her tone was calm and indifferent like never before, "What are you sorry for me?" β
"I ......" The man was speechless for a while, staring blankly at her warm side face under the light, but at the moment she was indifferent, and her heart seemed to have opened a hole, drumming and bleeding.
Liang Yulin suddenly turned her head to look at him, a trace of warmth flowed through the corners of her gentle eyes, and she chuckled, "Chu Rui, sit down, quickly tell me about my Xia Xia, how has she been doing all these years?" β
Thinking of the daughter who had been forgotten by him for almost twenty years, he was almost suffocated in distress. She desperately wanted to know about her daughter's situation, and she was even more afraid to know that she would have a bad time all these years.
Such a contradictory mood swayed her, and she couldn't sleep well.
Yan Churui sat on the chair next to the bed, grabbed her trembling hands, and looked at her with complexity and pain.
As if sensing something, the woman's eyes widened and she looked at him nervously, "She's not doing well, is she?" Isn't it? β
The man didn't nod or deny it, which made her heart hang high in her throat and make her feel even more uneasy.
"Yulin, I'll tell you everything I know, but you must promise me, don't get excited, be calm, okay? If there's something we work out together. β
The woman nodded obediently and grabbed the man's hands tighter.
Yan Churui took a deep breath and told her everything he had investigated and known, one by one.
Back then, he took her out of the psychiatric hospital and found the best hypnotic master, so that she completely forgot the painful and distorted experience, so that her memory still lingered in the year when he did not go abroad.
He made a deal with her father to take her directly from the hospital abroad, cut off from everything at home.
And every time he returned to China, he only took her to the "home" he had compiled for her to reunite with the second elder of the family, during which he never saw his daughter, and at that time, her daughter always thought that her mother was no longer there.
The woman listened quietly, her hands clasped tightly on the man's big palms, her nails almost digging into his flesh.
Later, the child grew up and began to fall in love, and the woman was a little happier.
At the moment when he talked about the loss of the child, Liang Yulin's tense and forbearant nerves completely collapsed, she shook off his hands fiercely, screamed and hugged her head and cried.
"It's not true, it's not true, how could my baby go through these misfortunes, you're not talking about her, it's not her ......"
Yan Churui stepped forward and held her tightly in his arms, soothing her excited and collapsed emotions, "That child is very brave, she also saved her own brother, when we are sad for her, we should also be proud of her, right?" What's more, now, her mother is back and will never leave. β
"She won't forgive me, I don't deserve to be her mother, I wasn't by her side when she was most helpless and painful, I didn't deserve it, I didn't deserve to be her mother......" Liang Yu cried heartbreakingly in her husband's arms.
She would never have thought that her most beloved relatives would suffer so much, and how she survived the loss of her children and relatives at such a young age.
Yan Churui didn't dare to talk any further, he was afraid that she would completely collapse after knowing that the child was left behind, so he hugged the woman tighter with trembling hands.
"It's all gone, and she's doing well now. Shortly after we left, your cousin found her and took her with her as if she were her own daughter. During this period, she looked for me and knew about your situation, so we hid it from you and asked her to take care of Xia Xia instead of you. β
Liang Yulin pushed him away violently and shouted, "Why do you make decisions for me one by one, you are not me, how do you know that I will go crazy after recovering my memory, that is my daughter, I am her closest person, why do you take care of me, why?" β
"Rain ......"
"Yan Churui, why are you? My husband? Don't you think it's too despicable to get me by deception while I've lost my memory? β
"Rain...... I'm not ......" Yan Churui looked at his wife, who was almost crazy, with a sad face, and his heart ached.
Liang Yu wiped away his tears, stared at his mournful black eyes with resentment, and said in a sharp and mean tone, "Did I say something wrong?" If I had been sober back then, I wouldn't have agreed to marry you in death! Don't forget, you were the one who abandoned me to marry another woman back then, and wanted to come back to me, what are you and me? Can it be practiced around in a lingering manner? β
Yan Churui's eyes were slightly cold, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and a bitterness spread to his heart, "Whether you believe it or not, I had to marry her back then, I didn't love her, I ......"
"Shut up, Yan Churui, now that you're older, you still talk about whether you love or not, it's not disgusting. I don't care what your reason was back then, we're over, and I'm not going to let myself go back.
But I still thank you for saving me back then, otherwise I'm still a madman now, but I've also taken care of your father and daughter for all these years, and it's time to pay it off, and we don't owe each other. β
Yan Churui looked at the woman in front of her who changed her face faster than the sky, and was stunned for a while, "You make it clear, what is the meaning of two clear?" β
Liang Yulin quickly calmed down, adjusted his emotions, and sneered after calming down, "Then I'll make it clear, I don't care about what you did back then, but I will never forgive you for hiding my daughter from you all these years, so let's find a time, let's divorce." β
The man's face was completely gloomy, and he stood up suddenly, looking condescendingly at the woman with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his hands clenched on both sides, and his knuckles clucking.
"I will accompany you to explain to Xia Xia slowly, and I will also help you restore the relationship between your mother and daughter, but divorce, don't even think about it."
With that, the man turned around and strode away in a hurry.
The door slammed shut, and the room was quiet again.
Liang Yulin couldn't hold back his emotions anymore, slumped on the bed, grabbed the mattress with both hands and cried bitterly.
She couldn't figure out how it could have come to be, she had just slept for a long time, and when she woke up, the whole world was turned upside down.
No wonder she dreams of that three-year-old doll every night, mother and daughter are connected, the blood originates, her daughter is suffering misfortune, which mother will not have the slightest feeling.
She hated it so much, hated her cowardice back then, for Song Dingguo, a man who was so scummy to the extreme, would lose his mind.
Her poor daughter, thinking of her daughter, her whole body was convulsing.
For the sake of her daughter, she also has to be strong, she will always guard her, make up for years of debt, and want to do what a mother should do for her children.
Yan Churui leaned against the door in embarrassment, and his slightly messy gray hair showed a bit of vicissitudes.
"Sir?" Assistant Cheng Lin came out of the door from the side, and was a little surprised when he saw the boss's decadent appearance.
Yan Churui waved his hand, signaling that he was fine, "You go to find out what the little young master is doing now, it's been so long since he returned to China, why haven't you come to see his mother." β
"Okay." Cheng Lin understood and retreated quietly.
Yan Churui suddenly thought of something, took out his mobile phone to broadcast a number, and it took a long time to connect there.
"Hey, is it uncle? Xiliang is not convenient to answer the phone now, is there something wrong with you? β
"Yan Zheng?"
"Well, it's my uncle."
Yan Churui's eyes changed several times, he took a deep breath, and his voice was tired and sharp, "It's so late, why are you with Shen Xiliang?" β
Yan Zheng hurriedly explained, "Uncle, don't get me wrong, I, I'm not feeling well, Xiliang just came to take care of me." β
"He takes care of you? Don't you have a fiancΓ©, your fiancΓ©e is taken care of by other men, what does he eat? Yan Churui surged an inexplicable anger from the bottom of his heart, burning his entire heart and lungs.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"
Yan Zheng's stunned and cautious voice came from the other end, which made him regain a trace of his senses, he rubbed his sore eyebrows, and said softly, "It's okay." He hung up decisively.
Shen Xiliang took a shower, changed into a clean and refreshing clothes, the water droplets on his hair were still dripping, looking at the woman on the bed holding the mobile phone in a daze, her dark eyes were constricted, and she was inexplicably nervous, "What's the matter?" β
Yan Zheng turned around and saw the scene of the beautiful man taking a bath, thinking of some inappropriate pictures for children, his little face turned red, he shook the mobile phone in his hand, and smiled shyly, "It's okay, it's my uncle, I don't know what to do, I hung up halfway through the phone." β
Shen Xiliang frowned, took the phone, and said coldly, "Don't answer my phone casually in the future." β
Yan Zheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and Mu Mu nodded in response, "Oh, I know." β
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