Chapter 470: Can you bring your family?
Ning Moyan's eyes lit up and he picked up the knife on the side, and before he could scratch the tape, the edge of the box itself knocked up.
Odd.
Ning Moyan was slightly stunned, and then broke it with his hand, and the box naturally opened.
It seems to have been dismantled a long time ago.
Ning Moyan suddenly felt a little out of breath, and a bad premonition instantly invaded his originally ecstatic heart.
Almost immediately, Ning Moyan opened the box, and then took out the red envelope from inside.
The above content made Ning Moyan's eyes darken.
This was the letter that was supposed to be sent to the man in the Nguyen family, but because this person was also surnamed Nguyen, it turned out to be confused.
Let's put it this way.
Ning Moyan's brown pupils widened slightly, looking at the pitch-black sky outside.
The one at the right time was sent to the woman.
Ning Moyan leaned down, held his head, and looked at the floor with his eyes wide open almost in madness.
Messed up, messed up the things Shen Beichen confessed, obviously trusted you so much, you actually messed up!
The corners of Ning Moyan's mouth hooked slightly, and the expression on his face looked hideous and cruel for a moment, he stood up, then picked up the knife on the table, put his right hand on the table, and stabbed the knife into his arm without hesitation.
Blood spurted out and spilled onto the table, which was already a little crimson in color.
It's like a flower of sin blooming.
β¦β¦
Tong Chaohua looked at the contents of the envelope, but his heart was not as calm as he thought.
It seems that Lu Rin is not important to her at all.
Even, even if he gets married, she can turn a blind eye like this.
It's just that......
Why.
My heart still hurts.
No wonder, Ruan Jian's reaction was sensitive and exaggerated, it turned out to be because of this.
Scold.
A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.
That man still married the woman after all, so why not get married within these three years?
Tong Chaohua took two steps back slightly and sat down on the sofa.
Why not get married within these three years? Tong Chaohua has never been able to understand this matter, isn't it in Shen Beichen's plan to erase her to marry Lu Rin?
Tong Chaohua looked at the invitation in his hand, and casually touched every golden word on the paper with his fingers.
It's hot.
Every word was very hot, burning her fingertips, and then passed to her heart.
"I see."
Tong Chaohua muttered softly, saying lightly that she couldn't hear what she was saying.
"Do you want me to witness your marriage? Shen Beichen?? β
There was no response in the empty room.
A tear fell on the invitation letter in Tong Chaohua's hand.
Tong Chaohua was slightly stunned.
Then he put his hand on his face, only to find that his face was full of tears.
Obviously, I don't feel anything in my heart, why do I cry. Why do you cry?
Tong Chaohua wiped the tears from the greeting card with his fingertips.
There's no reason to cry anymore, is there? Three years ago, there was no more.
After all these years, she has only shed tears twice.
For the first time, it was Lu Rin who held her hand and told her that he missed him very much.
The second time, it was this invitation that told him that Lu Rin and Shen Beichen were about to get married.
Ha ha.
It's ironic, so what was the previous one? Dalliance? Playing?
Tong Chaohua slowly lowered his eyes.
But Shen Beichen, you made a mistake in this move, and you have been comfortable enough for three years. If you want Lu Rin, even if Lu Rin wants to marry you, you have to see if I agree?
As for marriage, this kind of thing that makes you happy, how can I, Tong Chaohua, allow it.
Tong Chaohua smiled slightly, and the tears on his face slowly dried up.
β¦β¦
Every child has a cruel innocence in his heart.
Slowly twist the legs of the caught insects, cut the feathers off the wings of the birds, watch them struggle and laugh loudly.
This was originally the most incomprehensible to Tong Chaohua.
But at this moment, the corners of Tong Chaohua's mouth hooked slightly, this kind of pain, shouldn't you try it?
"Chaohuaβ"
Ruan Jian opened the door in a panic and looked around in a bit of a panic.
"Well, there's something I forgot - it's red, do you see it?"
When he saw Tong Chaohua holding the invitation in his hand, Ruan Jian was instantly deflated, couldn't help pursing his lips, and asked with some anxiety: "You, have you seen it?" β
Tong Chaohua nodded lightly.
Then he casually placed the invitation on the table.
"I'm sorry, Ruan Jian." After a long time, Tong Chaohua said lightly, as if he didn't care at all: "This is your thing, I shouldn't look at it more." β
"It's fine."
Looking at Tong Chaohua's gentle expression, and then at the smoothed invitation letter on the table, Ruan Jian said a little stunned:
"Is it okay?"
"Huh?" Tong Chaohua raised his head, looked at Ruan Jian with some uneasiness, and then laughed: "What does it matter to me, because I wasn't invited?" Ruan Jian, you know, I don't mind this kind of thing."
"But."
"No, but." Tong Chaohua still had a smile on his face, but there was no trace of a smile in the corner of his eyes: "Listen to Ruan Jian, can you help me with something?" β
"Ah, you say."
Ruan Jian hurriedly said.
"This invitation letter should be able to bring family members."
Ruan Jian was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, it should be possible." β
Tong Chaohua stood up, picked up the invitation letter on the table, and then walked in front of Ruan Jian, pressed the invitation on Ruan Jian's chest, and staggered away from Ruan Jian.
"So, can you take me there?"
Ruan Jian's pupils widened slightly, Tong Chaohua's tone was very ordinary, and Ruan Jian couldn't find a trace of emotional ups and downs in this sentence.
"You're going?"
"Yes, I'm going." Tong Chaohua's eyes did not have the usual gentleness at all.
"Why?"
Ruan Jian turned his head in confusion, looked at Tong Chaohua's soft brown hair, and asked in surprise: "You don't need to go at all, don't you hate the two of them?" Or can't you forget Lu Rin? β
Ruan Jian's face was very bad when he said this, but Tong Chaohua's heart was whether he could go to Lu Rin's wedding scene. Didn't notice Ruan Jian in the slightest.
"You're wrong, Ruan Jian."
Tong Chaohua took his hand away from Ruan Jian's chest, and the invitation fell directly to the ground because of the pressure of his fingers.
"I'm not going...... How could I hate them? β
Tong Chaohua said lightly and seemed to be thinking about something, and then a smile hooked up on the corner of his mouth: "I should have gone to the wedding scene and blessed them, but obviously, they forgot that they should also invite me." β
Ruan Jian looked at Tong Chaohua's side face, that ambiguous look and eyes like ice cubes, which made Ruan Jian feel as if he had never known her.
"Then, I'll go back to the bedroom first, Ruan Jian, please clean up the leftovers for tonight, if you don't want to move, just put it there, I'll clean it up tomorrow morning."
"Chaohua!"
Ruan Jian raised his voice, looked at Tong Chaohua's thin back like a piece of paper as he walked out of the bedroom, and stopped the woman with some fear and anxiety.
"Huh?"
But when Tong Chaohua really turned around and looked at him with those plain eyes, he didn't know what to say.
Looking at Ruan Jian's worried expression, Tong Chaohua pursed his lips:
"It's nothing, I'll go back first, and I'll personally choose the right gift for them."
"Are you really okay?" Although Tong Chaohua was very calm, it was because of this lack of emotion that Ruan Jian became more and more uneasy.
He even expected Tong Chaohua to shout or cry directly to express it.
That's what a normal girl should be, telling him all the pain, but Tong Chaohua in front of him seems to have all the negative things in his heart.
"I've said it many times, it's okay, that's all, you go to bed early."
Tong Chaohua finished speaking coldly, and without waiting for Ruan Jian to say anything, he directly closed the door in front of him, and then turned his head back to the dormitory.
Ruan Jian sighed softly, was slightly stunned for a few minutes, bent down, picked up the red invitation on the ground, and then sighed again and stuffed it into his pocket.
When will life be completely settled?
β¦β¦
The sky lit up slightly.
Contrary to the mood, the weather outside is blue as if it has been mixed with paint.
There was not a single cloud.
Ruan Jian was wearing a black suit, looking at the crumpled invitation in his hand, today, it is the day when President Pei's and that woman get married.
Thinking of Tong Chaohua's usual appearance yesterday, Ruan Jian breathed a sigh of relief.
Maybe it's just that he's thinking too much.
No, I hope he thinks too much.
"Ruan Jian." Tong Chaohua called Ruan Jian gently: "Can you help me get my coat?" In front of the car. β
Ruan Jian came back to his senses at this time, and then turned around and met Tong Chaohua's happy eyes.
I couldn't help but open my eyes a little wider.
The black dress, with her hair carefully permed, was completely different from the usual look of overalls and casual clothes, and even more beautiful than the one dressed on the day of the ball.
"Ruan Jian?" Seeing Ruan Jian's slightly stunned look, Tong Chaohua called out anew.
"Ahh Ruan Jian paused slightly, and then couldn't help grinning: "It's so beautiful, Chaohua, you are really beautiful today." β
"Thanks, though." Tong Chaohua said lightly, and then slightly hooked the corners of his mouth: "Ruan Jian, when there are outsiders in front of you, please don't call me by that name, okay?" β
"Yes, yes, Miss Lin Fan." Ruan Jian sighed softly, then stretched out an arm.
"Miss Lin, it's too late to leave."
Tong Chaohua grabbed Ruan Jian's arm and said lightly.
"Let's go."
Ruan Jian was slightly stunned, and the fingers of Tong Chaohua holding his arm trembled slightly, although this kind of detail was not easy to detect, Ruan Jian still felt it.