Dong Zheming has lived many years longer than Cong Jiajia, and naturally saw through Cong Jiajia's simple thoughts, she snorted a little sneeringly, "Don't worry, I won't harm you, you are not worth my hands, my life is much more precious than yours." ”

Cong Jiajia had no choice but to stiffen her hair and go to the study with Dong Zheming.

The study is in the villa, a little far away from the living room, all the way around, although the corridor is spacious and bright, Cong Jiajia is still more and more scared, she is about to turn around and run, Dong Zheming pushed a luxurious door open.

"Come in..."Dong Zheming walked in elegantly.

Cong Jiajia probe carefully looked, first

After observing the situation inside, since Dong Zheming had seen her nervousness, she no longer concealed it.

The study is spacious and bright, with only one wall of bookcases, a set of comfortable sofas opposite, and rocking chairs in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, which is very luxurious.

Cong Jiajia saw that there was nothing abnormal, and walked in slowly, as soon as she walked in, the door behind her automatically closed, making a bang, which scared her, and then hurriedly looked at Dong Zheming in horror.

"That door is inductive." Dong Zheming glared at Cong Jiajia, as if laughing at her fuss.

Cong Jiajia felt that she was being teased by Dong Zheming, snorted secretly, and sat on the sofa a little farther away from Dong Zheming, Dong Zheming leisurely picked up the teacup in front of him, and drank it in small sips, looking very unhurried.

Seeing Dong Zheming's appearance, Cong Jiajia couldn't sit still, and she didn't dare to ask Dong Zheming where the gift was, so she could only sit there and move around.

"You really don't have the demeanor of everyone at all, I really don't know what Nanwei has taken a fancy to you..."Dong Zheming put down the teacup and glared at Cong Jiajia dissatisfied.

Cong Jiajia was annoyed by Dong Zheming, and didn't want to be a wronged little daughter-in-law anymore, so she raised her little face proudly at Dong Zheming, "He probably took a fancy to me." ”

Dong Zheming sneered, "Why are you so self-conscious, shameless, if Yu Zhan hadn't been sent to perform a special mission, if she and Nanwei hadn't separated because of a misunderstanding, their children would have been able to play soy sauce, where would it be your turn to be Nanwei's daughter-in-law..."

Cong Jiajia was stabbed by Dong Zheming's words, but fortunately, she had already understood some about this matter, and with mental preparation, she pretended to be inadvertent and looked at Dong Zheming with a grin, "It turns out that your son gave birth to a child just to make soy sauce..."

Dong Zheming was really angry with her, her face turned blue, she slapped the table heavily, "Cong Jiajia, don't pretend to be crazy and stupid here, there are many things you don't know, Nanwei and Yu Zhan have been in love for ten years, like-minded, and happy, just when the two of them were about to get married, Yu Zhan was arranged to fake his death from above, hiding from Nanwei, and then went on a mission, Nanwei didn't know the truth, thought that Yu Zhan was really dead, and was grief-stricken, he swore not to marry for the sake of Yu Zhan. ”

Cong Jiajia couldn't help but widen her eyes, she had guessed all kinds of things about Nanwei and Yuzhan before, and thought about the reason for their breakup, it might be a quarrel and negative anger, but she didn't expect it to be such an absolute misunderstanding, the reason for their breakup is so objective, and when they meet again, the possibility of reuniting is extremely great.

Dong Zheming stared at Cong Jiajia hatefully, "Nanwei has lived alone for many years with his thoughts of Yuzhan, and later he knew that you were Cheng Ye's girlfriend, and Cheng Ye pretended to marry the Liu family in order to make family wealth.

My Nanwei is a responsible man, even if he married you to get revenge on Cheng Ye and send Cheng Ye to prison step by step, he still gave you the title of Cheng's wife and gave you a glorious and rich life, you idiot, you really think you have a lot of charm to make Nanwei fascinate you... I will marry you..."

Cong Jiajia's legs trembled, her hands were clenched into fists, her knuckles were white, she bit her lips tightly, and her eyes were amazingly bright.

After the thunderbolt on a sunny day, a bucket of ice water was poured on his head, Cong Jiajia was like being roasted by fire for a while, and like being frozen by ice for a while.

Cheng Nanwei suddenly appeared at Cheng Ye and Liu Yumeng's engagement reception and suddenly proposed to her, the reason for this has always been very strange to her, she knows that Cheng Nanwei can't fall in love with her at first sight, let alone fall in love with herself, but she hasn't guessed the reason why Cheng Nanwei married herself.

She had thought about the reason Dong Zheming said before, and even asked Cheng Nanwei tentatively, but Cheng Nanwei clearly denied it, and she always thought that Cheng Nanwei's feelings for her were very upright and bright, frank and open, so that she no longer doubted Cheng Nanwei's purpose and firmly believed in Cheng Nanwei's personality.

Now listening to Dong Zheming tell her about this, Cong Jiajia really believes it and is shocked.

Dong Zheming was still using vicious words, frantically hitting Cong Jiajia, "There is a huge age difference between you and Nanwei, you don't have a common hobby, you don't have a common pursuit, you can't help him at work, you don't have the same height as him in thought, you don't have a stunning appearance, you don't have the quality of virtuous and virtuous people, you don't have any advantages and strengths, where do you get the confidence to think that my Nanwei will like you..."

Cong Jiajia is young after all, she can bluff in front of Dong Zheming for a while, but when Dong Zheming attacked continuously for a while, her heart was stabbed bloody, and people trembled, she wanted to say something to refute Dong Zheming, but her head was buzzing, and she couldn't say a word.

Dong Zheming looked at Cong Jiajia very satisfied, she narrowed her eyes, wanting to knock Cong Jiajia down in one fell swoop, "Nanwei has become so depressed and dull since she married you, haven't you felt it yourself?" Nanwei never took you to meet his friends... Never took you to the movies... I've never traveled with you... He always tells you that he is busy, but in the past, no matter how busy he was, he was willing to accompany Yu Zhan..."

"Smack..."Dong Zheming took a few thick photo albums on the coffee table and opened them for Cong Jiajia himself.

The photos in the album are all photos of Cheng Nanwei and Yu Zhan, shooting seasons are different, there are spring and summer, shooting locations are different, there are seaside, there are snow mountains, but without exception, the two are laughing and hugging each other, no matter who looks at it, they will know that it is a pair of intimate lovers.

Cong Jiajia looked at those photos, only felt a little out of breath, and had to open her mouth and take a big breath.

Dong Zheming felt that she had succeeded for the most part, she gracefully cocked Erlang's legs, and smiled, "Now it's okay, Yu Zhan, who rescued my son from the sea of suffering, is back, Yu Zhan understands Nanwei, understands Nanwei, they have feelings and tacit understanding, they can work hand in hand again, and fly like wings..."

What a romantic and cruel fact, Cong Jiajia didn't have the slightest power to fight back, she sat there, her head buzzing for a while, and her blood boiling in her body.

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