Cheng Nanwei leaned down and looked at Cong Jiajia's eyebrows raised slightly, "What you mind now is just that your body is sick, and I'm afraid that you won't have children, so you refuse to remarry me, right?" ”

Cong Jiajia was at a loss by Cheng Nanwei's clear analysis and aggressive words, she bit her lip and was silent.

Cheng Nanwei's deep dark eyes brought a happy and affectionate smile, "Jiajia, give me a chance, and give yourself a chance, let's find a famous doctor to treat your disease, you are still young, I hope there are many more, we will definitely find a doctor and cure your disease!"

Also, the doctor just said that your chances of having a child have become smaller, not that you are completely infertile, why are you so depressed and desperate, maybe we are often together, and we will get pregnant without seeing a doctor! ”

Cong Jiajia was already embarrassed and cramped, and when she heard Cheng Nanwei say, 'We are often together, work hard', her face turned even redder, she was extremely embarrassed, and her fingers clasped together couldn't stop wringing, "You go first, these things will be talked about later!" ”

Cheng Nanwei noticed Cong Jiajia's discomfort, her red little face made her look even more cute, Cheng Nanwei couldn't help but want to reach out and hug Cong Jiajia again, Cong Jiajia was already like a frightened bird, as soon as she saw Cheng Nanwei stretch out her hand, she immediately took two steps back, looking nervous, pitiful, and very lovable.

"Jiajia, we" Cheng Nanwei couldn't bear to force Cong Jiajia again, his voice was a bit like a sigh, "Okay, I'll go first, but you have to think seriously about what I say, I'm serious, not joking." ”

Cong Jiajia nodded again and again, she stared at a certain point on the ground, and didn't dare to look at Cheng Nanwei in front of her, she just wanted to send Cheng Nanwei away as much as possible, Cheng Nanwei's storage made her feel oppressive and extremely embarrassed.

Before leaving, Cheng Nanwei went to the kitchen to check the gas, water, and electricity, and then said goodbye to Cong Jiajia with a smile.

Cong Jiajia watched Cheng Nanwei leave, and stood at the door alone for a long time, the more tolerant and gentle Cheng Nanwei was, the more heartache she felt, and she didn't know how to face it.

She was in a messy mood and could no longer concentrate on her work while sitting in front of the computer, so she went to the living room to watch TV.

The news was broadcast on TV, saying that yesterday the city's top leader personally went to the airport to greet a certain scientific research team, and the people on the TV were all dressed in suits and leather shoes, and Cheng Nanwei, who was standing in front of him wearing a dark suit, exuded an unconcealable light on his body, extremely rich in male charm and the majesty of a leader.

Thinking that not long ago, the man who was in the spotlight was still hugging him tightly, kissing himself eagerly, and saying the most sincere love words to himself, Cong Jiajia couldn't help blushing again, trying to concentrate on watching the picture on the TV screen and not thinking nonsense.

This scientific research team of more than 10 people is said to have participated in the successful development and research and successful launch of a certain spacecraft, and in Cong Jiajia's thoughts, anyone who can participate in such a high-end, atmospheric scientific research must be nearly half a hundred years old, wearing glasses and gray hair.

But in this team, middle-aged men around forty years old account for the absolute proportion, among these people, the most eye-catching is a very young lady, only twenty-five or sixteen in appearance, perhaps because of the perennial indoor research, her face is particularly fair, almost transparent.

This woman is tall and thin, her eyes are as clear as water, not at all like a woman who has read too many books, a woman who does research, wears a pair of glasses on her nose, her straight hair is casually draped over her shoulders, and there is no makeup on her face, but with a strange beauty, calm and dignified beauty.

This woman is very beautiful, even if she is placed in the pile of beauties, she is also an outstanding one, and she is even more conspicuous when she stands in such an almost completely masculine, middle-aged and elderly team.

Cheng Nanwei walked over and shook hands with the people in the scientific research team one by one, the camera next to him, the camera kept flashing, and the woman was unmoved by this qiē, just a calm and indifferent look.

Cong Jiajia only felt that this woman on TV was so beautiful and spirited, she suddenly regretted it, she should have worked so hard when she was studying, so that she could be like the woman in front of her, with a very different identity, with the beauty of independence in the world, but she seemed to be completely indifferent to these red dust fame and fortune.

Emma, Cong Jiajia hasn't admired anyone all these years, and suddenly, she feels that she has admired this woman.

Cong Jiajia chased the news, but the news only played the clip of Cheng Nanwei personally going to the airport to greet the scientific research team, and then relayed other news, Cong Jiajia, who was excited, almost called Cheng Nanwei impulsively and asked Cheng Nanwei what the woman's name was.

She sat down and thought about it, this was yesterday's news, and it can probably be found on the computer today, she ran into the bedroom, quickly looked up on the computer, and after looking around, she finally knew the name of her idol - Na Jingyu.

Obediently, that quiet language, listen to the surname of the person, look at the name of the person, it is all so good, where is it like your own name, when you hear it, you just call it a random makeshift call.

Cong Jiajia was curious, and entered the word 'Najingyu' in Baidu search, Baidu Encyclopedia can find the woman's name, not too much introductory text, born in Guangzhou, China, 27 years old, graduated from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, Ph.D. in the School of Physical Astrophysics, first worked at the China Academy of Aerospace, academician.

Physical celestial bodies! Doctor! Academician!

Cong Jiajia felt chills all over her body when she saw these words, she silently closed the netizens, in her life, she could only look up to the silent mountain, because she has been the weakest subject since middle school, let alone let her be admitted to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology and become a doctor and academician!

She suddenly felt infinitely aware that some people were born to be worshiped by others, and people like herself could only be unknown and worship others.

Cong Jiajia found a pair of pajamas, went into the bathroom to take a bath, and kept thinking about the quiet words in her mind, if she was her, how good would it be, she could stand in front of the old witch Dong Zheming vividly, I am a female scientist, even if your Cheng family is powerful, what if the Dong family is rich? Do you have a scientist?

She can stand in front of Yu Zhan, who can be literate and martial, what if you have the ability and status, I have more status than you, and I have to be respected!

Cong Jiajia fantasized about it, and it wasn't until after taking a shower that she woke up from her fantasies, and then realized that the reason why she admired Na Jingyu was just to take a breath from Dong Zheming and Yu Zhan, and in the final analysis, this matter was because she was inferior.

In fact, she insisted on divorcing Cheng Nanwei at the beginning, and now she refuses to remarry Cheng Nanwei, all of which are caused by her inferiority complex, and in her subconscious, she feels that she is too far from Cheng Nanwei, Cheng Nanwei's family, and Yu Zhan.

Cong Jiajia rushed through the shower, put on her pajamas, thought about her thoughts, wiped her hair with a big towel, and walked out of the bathroom a little depressed, she suddenly heard a crisp 'click' sound from the door outside, as if someone was using a key to open the door of her house.

The key to her house, except for her, only Bai Yanyan has it, this guy, why did he come here so late, he must have gone out with Ye Xiang again, he was embarrassed to go home, and ran to himself.

Cong Jiajia quickly wiped her hair with a big towel, and while brushing her half-wet hair, she walked outside, shouting at the corner of her mouth: "Bai Yanyan, where did you and Ye Xiang run away?" Why did you come so late, bring me supper?"

When she saw that the person standing at the door of the house was not Bai Yanyan, she couldn't help but scream in fright, and the woman at the door probably didn't expect that there would be someone in the house, so she was also startled by her and snorted.

Cong Jiajia stared at the big eyes of astonishment, and carefully looked at the woman standing at the door, this woman she had seen on TV half an hour ago, and she was worshiped by herself as a god!!

How so? How could that silent language suddenly appear at his doorstep!

Could it be that he is like Ye Gong Haolong, he likes to worship Na Jingyu too much, and he sincerely touched the heavens and the earth, and that Jingyu appeared in his own home!

Cong Jiajia thought of this, a little shuddered, just when she was about to turn around and run, the quiet language who was also startled at the door first eased up, she smiled at Cong Jiajia, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I scared you, I thought this house was still empty, so I opened the door and came in!" ”

Yes?!

Cong Jiajia was startled again, her poor little head was running at high speed, trying to digest the meaning of Jing Yu's words, she looked at the shiny key in Jing Yu's hand, which meant that she had lived here

"Oh, which room are you the owner of?" Cong Jiajia had a flash of inspiration in her mind and pointed to the bedroom with the door closed.

Na Jingyu nodded and smiled kindly at Cong Jiajia, "Yes, I used to live there, I'm sorry, I came in suddenly, scared you!" ”

Once Cong Jiajia was sure that the silent language was a living, flesh-and-blood human being, not an unknown and strange thing, she immediately ran to the silent language happily and shouted very kindly: "You are not sorry for me, and I am not frightened!" Sister, you're living here, it's great, come in quickly."

She bent down enthusiastically to take out a pair of slippers for Na Jingyu and put them at Na Jingyu's feet, she desperately hoped that Na Jingyu could come into the house, she could get in touch with her idol up close, and be smart.

Cong Jiajia approached Na Jingyu's side, smelling a trace of wine on her, she looked up at Na Jingyu, and saw that Jingyu's extraordinarily fair face, with a little drunken flush, made her look more vivid and beautiful.

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