CHAPTER XXIII

"Going to the Soup and Fire" / Call me Meow

In my life, the most feared thing is not being able to meet someone who makes you have the urge to go to the soup.

There will always be such a woman in this world, who is incredibly beautiful, Wen Nan knew from a very young age that when she grew up, she would definitely be beautiful, and even more beautiful than her mother Rong Pingping.

When Wen Nan was three years old, Rong Pingping always sat in the empty yard with her in her arms, her loose hair hanging down and sweeping her cheeks, and she brushed it away with her hands, and then brushed it away.

"Nan Nan, do you want Dad?"

That was the first time Song Pingping mentioned this identity in front of Wen Nan. When Wen Nan babbled, a nanny taught her to learn to say 'Dad', Song Pingping locked herself in her room and cried all night after knowing it, and the next day there was a new nanny at home.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, it's Dad, it's the dad who really belongs to our Nan Nan."

When Rong Pingping speaks, she is always gentle and delicate, with a shallow smile on her face. This smile has fascinated countless celebrity politicians. The more beautiful the woman, the higher the temperament, and ordinary men can't get into Song Pingping's eyes at all.

Wen Mingtao is one of them, but he is luckier than anyone else, he is the only man who can make her fall in love with her. Maybe Wen Mingtao looked extraordinary when he was young, maybe he had something attractive about him. However, it is an indisputable fact that this man has a wife and children.

The Song family has been teaching and educating people for several generations, how can a scholarly family tolerate the daughter of the Song family falling in love with a married man. That was the only time in Song Pingping's life, and it was also the last time she went against her family.

Women are like this, when they don't love, they are as noble as peonies. When you fall in love, you are as low as an ant. Song Pingping is in love with Wen Mingtao, so she ignored the opposition of the Song family and insisted on giving birth to Wen Nan for him when he had no name. even for him to live in a simple house, washing his face with tears all day long.

Wen Nan has known that he is a child without a father since he can remember. However, occasionally a man would appear in the villa where she and Song Pingping lived, and he was very kind to Wen Nan, who kept calling him 'uncle'.

Only when that uncle appeared, the smile on Song Pingping's face would appear frequently. Only then will a man's voice appear in the deserted home.

She looked up at Song Pingping and asked innocently, "Mom, where is Dad?" ”

"Nan Nan, Uncle Wen is Dad."

She clearly remembered that the smile on Song Pingping's face that day was much sweeter than usual. Song Pingping hugged her and kissed her tightly on the face, "Nan Nan, my mother is finally going to be his wife." ”

Wife, what's it?

Wen Nan was still young at that time, so she didn't understand how important this identity was to a woman. That's why she couldn't understand the reason why Song Pingping was happy at that time.

Now, looking at the man sitting opposite, she can finally understand Song Pingping's sorrow in those years, and the irrepressible excitement when she was able to become Wen Mingtao's wife.

"Miss, sir is calling you."

The housekeeper Rong's mother called, and Wen Nan came back to his senses, the man opposite had already put down his knife and fork, and was taking a sip of red wine from the wine glass in front of him. Under the bright light, the lines on his face are deep and clear. Just like when I met him two years ago, he always looked calm and relaxed.

He put down his wine glass, opened his thin lips lightly, and asked lightly: "You asked me to come today, what's the matter?" ”

Looking at him fixedly for a while, Wen Nan put away the trance on his face, met his gaze, and met those dark eyes, "Chen Ziang, when did you get married?" ”

She always knew that this man had never belonged to her. It didn't belong two years ago, and it still doesn't belong two years later.

Wen Nan's eyes fell on the reflective wedding ring on his hand, and he suddenly turned his face away.

He replied, "You don't need to know. ”

"And what am I?"

"Wen Nan."

He was calling her, and his voice was soft, cold, like every time.

"I told you from the beginning, don't get emotionally attached to me." He said it lightly.

Yes, the person who falls in love first is most likely to be the loser. Between her and Chen Ziang, she was the one she fell in love with first, and the person she fell in love with never thought of giving something in return.

"In the past two years, you have no feelings for me at all?" Her red lips trembled slightly, and the hand hanging below her clenched the hem of her skirt.

In the past two years, he has taken her to every banquet, no matter how big or small, and she has always worn exquisite makeup to accompany him to stand in the spotlight and stand in front of everyone. He gave her endless money, bought her a house and a car, and met all her material needs. She likes noisy and lively places, and he will not force her and even send someone to protect her.

She didn't believe it, he had done so much, but he hadn't put his heart into it, even if it was only a little bit.

"Nope." Without hesitation at all, the answer was so decisive.

Wen Nan's heart twitched, she bit her lip to make herself look not so embarrassed, "Then why are you so good to me?" Why do you want me to be there for you all the time? ”

"Wenxi and I are friends."

She clearly saw his arm on the table shake for a moment, and a strange look flashed in his eyes, and she saw it. He thought that if he didn't say it, she wouldn't know what was going on in his heart. It's just someone else's stand-in, she has always known it, so he has been clean and self-conscious in the past two years, and he has never done anything intimate to her.

Even every time he got drunk, he was able to push her away from himself, pushing her away with all the punch. It is only in the reception that he will let go of some of her deliberate behaviors.

All she knew was that she was pretending to be confused.

"Don't mention Wenxi to me, how deep is your friendship with him? Deep enough to take his sister in, deep enough to take his sister to all kinds of ugly places? ”

He didn't speak, just looked at her with a frown. That clear look made her evil, made her bored.

"Chen Ziang, what this friend of yours has done is really righteous. You've done everything for this friend, and the only thing you haven't done is to his sister. ”

Chen Ziang's face was not good, and even Rong's mother, who had been guarding beside him, realized it. Hurriedly reminded Wen Nan softly in his ear: "Miss, you drank too much." ”

She stubbornly pursed her lips and looked at Rong's mother, "I didn't drink, how could I drink too much?" ”

turned to Chen Ziang and said, "You say, if Wenxi knew this, would he be especially grateful to you?" ”

At this time, Wen Nan is like a rose with thorns, blooming delicately, but people dare not open it easily. Wen Nan didn't know that her temperament should be tolerated and even liked in Chen Ziang's eyes, just because the person he once loved was also like this.

"I'll give him an explanation." A deep voice.

"Confess? So what kind of explanation will you give me? ”

"Later." He paused and looked at her, "Don't meet again." ”

After Wen Nan heard what he said, he pinched his waist with one hand and chuckled at the dining table with the other, smiling so delicately that he couldn't figure it out.

Chen Ziang looked at her with half-squinted eyes, took the handkerchief on the dining table and wiped the corners of his mouth casually, got up and strode away from the table.

The tall man, standing at the entrance, was hugged tightly behind him, his brows furrowed and his face was very displeased, "Let go." ”

"I don't." Wen Nan hugged him tighter and tighter.

"You treat me like a vase, in such a cold house. When you want to see it, you come, and when you don't want to see it, you go without hesitation. Did you say you wanted me to stay by your side at the beginning, and now you have no use value and just throw it away? ”

"Chen Ziang, do you have a heart, have you ever loved someone?"

Stiff body, trembling slightly, Chen Ziang put the woman's hand around his body, pulled it away, carried her on his back, and his voice sounded slowly, "At the beginning, it was you who wanted to follow me." As I said, I won't have anything to do with you other than the need to socialize at work. ”

Yes, he did, and she said yes without hesitation. She agreed, but it was just a chance to give herself, a chance to stay by his side.

"But I love you, Chen Ziang, you can let me act for anyone to see, and I can also be with you without a name. You don't want to go, okay? ”

He ignored her words and said with a gloomy expression: "Isn't it tiring to love someone?" So, it is enough to love someone for a lifetime. ”

Isn't it tiring to love someone?

So......

For a lifetime, it is enough to love someone.

He left, and when the door was closed, Wen Nan sat down on the cold floor. Tears have already poured out, and the makeup painted on the face = has already been spent. Her gaze followed the man, resting on the closed door. It turns out that if you don't love someone, even your back hurts so much.

How could she think he didn't love anyone? He had loved, and he was still deeply in love.

Rong's mother followed out of the living room, held her in her arms, and wiped away her tears distressedly, "Miss, why are you so troubled?" Sir is actually very good to you. ”

Rong's mother was invited by Chen Ziang to take care of Wen Nan, and since Wen Nan lived in this house, Rong's mother has always been here. In the past two years, Chen Ziang rarely came over, unless Wen Nan was in a hurry, he would rush over to take a look. Although he didn't come much, Mother Rong could still see that Chen Ziang was good to Wen Nan, and that kind of goodness was not out of the goodness between men and women, but more like brother and sister.

"Okay? Who is he bad for? He has another one, a Yao Qian, and even a wife. ”

Wen Nan struggled out of Rong's mother's arms, walked back to the living room, and tore the newspaper on the coffee table apart. She hated, and the man ignored her love and disdained her heart. She hated even more, hated the woman who made him give a piece of his heart, hated the woman who became his wife.

There can only be one Song Pingping in this world who swallows her anger in love, and she is Wen Nan. 166 Reading Network