Chapter 233

Nan tingliao looked at her with flashing eyes. He didn't know why. He always felt that Jiang Shiwei didn't want to have children with him.

In fact, he thought too much. In Jiang Shiwei's heart, two lovers will have the crystallization of love after they get married. Although she didn't want to have children, she found that she didn't reject the possibility of having a beautiful baby like Nan tingliao in the future.

But there were people coming and going outside the hotel. She even discussed this with Nan tingliao. Her ears were a little hot. She quickly held Nan tingliao's arm and asked in a somewhat coquettish tone: "husband, do you think it's suitable for us to stand at the door of the hotel to discuss this?"

"Go home first." finally, Nan tingliao took a step back.

Then he took Jiang Shiwei to the parking lot. Although Nan tingliao had been stretching his face all the way, he was gentle and patient with Jiang Shiwei's actions. He was happy at the bottom of his heart.

When they were almost home, Jiang Shiwei suddenly asked him, "why never tell me?"

She asked Hao without warning, but Nan tingliao knew her and naturally understood what she meant. The man held the steering wheel tightly, wiped it lightly and said, "slightly, these things have passed."

Jiang Shiwei listened with a tight heart and hair: "if I wasn't here today, are you hiding from me all your life? In fact, your leg was injured at that time, and then it was frozen in the snow for so many hours before you were forced to sit in a wheelchair, right?"

At the thought that he was injured and carried himself in the snow for so long, Jiang Shiwei felt out of breath.

This man is always good to her silently and never speaks.

I almost lost this leg for her.

No wonder Zhan Bei and Su Xingwei didn't have a good face for her.

He could get better early, but because he carried himself in the snow for several hours, his leg injury worsened and he sat in a wheelchair for a long time. However, she always misunderstood that he wanted to marry Jiang Shuyu, so she got angry with him, made contradictions with him, and even ignored him for so long.

Why is she so stupid?

Seeing that she had been drooping her eyes, Nan tingliao stopped the car by the side of the road and pulled the woman's body over with a faint tone: "angry?"

Jiang Shiwei didn't speak.

Looking at the girl's stubborn little face, Nan tingliao explained in a low voice: "slightly, my injury has nothing to do with you. In addition, I am a man with a little injury. I won't show my character in front of my women every day. That's not my character. Now I'm all right. This thing is over, okay?"

"Can't get over it!" she said these three words with an obvious nasal sound, and her bright eyes looked straight at him: "Nan tingliao, I'm your wife. Why don't you tell me everything and bear all things alone? Do you take me as your wife, or do you just take me as the object of a contractual marriage?"

With a sigh, Nan tingliao wanted to rub people into his arms, but looking at the woman's angry look, the action finally stopped: "slightly, you know what my heart is like."

"I don't know. I don't know anything. All I know is that if you treat me as a person of life and death, you won't hide everything from me. I'm the last one to know everything, Nan tingliao. This really can make me don't worry so much, but when I know later, I'll still be very sad and feel that I'm too much. Do you know, I'll feel that I'm the last one I will never know what you are doing, what you are going to do, and what your next plan is! "

For the first time, Jiang Shiwei questioned this question in front of him.

When she married Nan tingliao, he was a nameless young master of the south family and was not popular. Even Chuci laughed at her and found the ugliest man in Jiangcheng.

At that time, she didn't want to divorce. After all, she married him on the spur of the moment.

But then her mind completely changed.

Because I really can't find a good person like Nan tingliao.

Although he was full of secrets and seemed to have no money, there was gold everywhere at home. Even the rings and gifts he gave her were expensive.

And those are not what his salary in Nanshi can buy.

She is not stupid, but she thinks that if Nan tingliao is willing to tell her one day, he will say it. She can't force him. She wants him to say it by himself.

Looking at the girl's red eyes because of emotional excitement, Nan tingliao finally couldn't help holding people in his arms and whispered, "slightly, I'm sorry."

He always felt that he could avenge his mother alone. He never wanted her to be involved in it. After all, he didn't want to be touched by people as clean as her.

But listening to the girl's accusations, he was thinking for the first time whether he had done wrong?

Shouldn't she have been hiding this from her from the beginning so that she wouldn't be so hurt?

"I'm sorry. It's no use. I don't have to forgive you." Jiang Shiwei said angrily. Listening to her childish tone, Nan tingliao wanted to laugh, but he choked again.

The girl was always hard spoken and soft hearted. Although she didn't forgive him, she didn't struggle in his arms. He rubbed a smile at the bottom of his eyes: "I can tell you what you want to know in the future."

Jiang Shiwei has always been used to talking fast. Thinking about what Nanshen Feng said in the hotel today, he really asked: "what's the matter between your mother and your father? Why is she the junior grandmother of Nanjia, but she was not buried in Nanjia?"

In fact, when she asked this question, Jiang Shiwei regretted it. She obviously felt that the man hugged her tightly and almost strangled her.

For the first time, a look of pain appeared on the face of the man who had always been at the top of the mountain, and his face was almost wrapped in an unspeakable sadness.

Such a South court fire makes people feel so distressed and unwilling to give up?

I can't help it. Even if Jiang Shiwei is no longer uncomfortable, he still reaches back and hugs him, with a low voice and a little self reproach: "sorry, I won't ask, husband, don't be sad. If you don't want to say it, don't say it. Wait until you want to say it."

The woman's gentle and graceful voice seemed to fall at the bottom of his heart, and the anger on Nan tingliao slowly dissipated. Then the man was quiet, and there was no undulating voice: "slightly, it's not that I can't say, but I don't know how to face the things of that year, let alone how to open this mouth with you, because I'm afraid you won't like me."