Mrs. Wen's wealthy daily life

Chapter 1284 What She Can't Get

If it came from Han Ning, she would probably wake up laughing from her dreams.

"It doesn't seem so sad, thank you."

"As long as you are happy, and between you and me, you don't have to be so polite."

What is it like between her and him?
It didn't matter at all.

With Han Cheng's company, Kai Jie, life is not as sad as imagined.

At the back, Cheng Zhu started to get out of bed and walk around.

Outside the house, there are many small chrysanthemums.

Red, blue, blue, a large area, Cheng Zhu shuttled through it tirelessly.

Han Cheng took the scarf and followed behind her.

"I didn't like these little flowers before, but now I find that they are quite pretty." Cheng Zhu knelt down and said.

Her hands were still wrapped in gauze, and she couldn't touch them, so she could only stretch her head forward and smell their fragrance.

Very faint floral fragrance, almost none.

"Don't freeze." Han Cheng helped her wrap the scarf around her from behind.

From a distance, it looks like he is hugging her.

His breath, sprinkled on the top of her head.

The smell of cologne spread to the tip of her nose from behind.

Just as Cheng Zhu wanted to say he would do it himself, he raised his hand and swallowed the words he wanted to say.

"It's fine to let someone else do these small things." Cheng Zhu stepped forward a little, and opened the distance between the two of them.

Han Cheng pretended not to notice, and helped her get the scarf on his own.

"It's windy on the mountain, let's go back after walking for a while."

"Ah."

Time slipped by like this unconsciously, and in the blink of an eye, a month passed.

This month, Han Ning had a particularly difficult time.

He mobilized all his manpower and material resources to find Cheng Zhu, but all of them were in vain.

She seemed to have disappeared from the world, with no bones left, and no trace could be found.

It was as if there had never been such a person in the world.

Xia Xiangnuan and Wen Muyang also dispatched people to look for it, but they still couldn't find it.

Han Ning was worried and anxious, and became anxious day by day.

He locked up Fan Wenwen and beat her when he lost control.

Fan Wenwen was beaten and bruised.

Her mouth was not idle either, she cursed Cheng Zhu with all the vicious words, and said Han Ning deserved it.

If she can't get it, he can't get it either.

Hearing this, Han Ning would hit her harder.

And when Fan Wenwen was dying, he asked someone to pull her back from the gate of hell.

wanna die?

How easy is it?

Today, Han Ning picked up the whip and wanted to beat Fan Wenwen again, but the guards came to tell him that Fan Wenwen was pregnant.

"Do you want to destroy it?" the person in charge asked.

"Are you sure she's pregnant?"

"The doctor has seen it, and it can't be wrong."

It is expected that the doctor would not dare to falsely report the news.

"Stay here and help her recuperate." Han Ning put the whip back in place.

The person in charge suspected that he had heard it wrong, and looked at Han Ning in shock.

"Need I say that again?"

"No need." The person in charge lowered his head.

"What about her?"

"It's in there."

Fan Wenwen was locked in a dark and damp room.

There is a tall sycamore tree outside. Only when the sun sets and shines on the sycamore tree will there be a little sunshine in the house.

Fan Wenwen sat on the bay window.

She was wearing a big dress that looked like a prison uniform.

On the exposed arm, there are large and small wounds.

Some wounds were still bleeding.

She was covered with a quilt, with her head raised slightly, looking outside.

Paled face.

If you don't look below the neck, you really look like a sick beauty.

There were five or six people guarding the door.

(End of this chapter)