Mr. Ou, your wife is so good at fighting

Chapter 417 Absolutely Not
And Jian Jun has even gotten used to his father's rejection of his sexuality and his disdain to know about his feelings, so that Jian Jun felt that if she walked this path different from ordinary people, she would be lonely, even if she didn't have the understanding of her family. He is also used to it.

But just this time, just this time, he desperately hopes to get the understanding of his family members, he doesn't even need them to accept, as long as they don't reject and oppose him like this, it's all good.

However, Jian Jun understood that that was already an extravagant wish.

Jian Baoguo, who had always loved Jian Li very much, heard Jian Li's assurance that Nick had never hurt Jian Jun, and he had never hurt anyone here.

He didn't show any emotion at all, and it was even rare to have a reproachful attitude towards Jian Li, "Xiao Wu, shut up! Don't help him! He can go his own way without anyone helping him. If someone turns to him again, wouldn't he be more Are you going to be so unscrupulous?"

Jian Li's face was anxious, with fine sweat dripping from her forehead, "Second Uncle...Nick is really not a monster, he is my colleague, if he is a monster, then what would I become..."

Jian Li's physique and what she experienced when she was a child have always made her family feel distressed. She was once regarded as a monster by her classmates and bullied when she was a child.

So upon hearing this, Jian Baoguo frowned, and the roar in his voice softened, "Xiao Wu, you know that Uncle Er is not alluding to you."

After finishing speaking, he stared at Jian Jun, "What else do you want to say?"

Jian Jun didn't say anything, his eyes were lowered, his eyelashes were covered, covering his eyes, he staggered back a step, then slowly bent his knees, and knelt down.

"Dad, I never asked you anything, just this time, only this time, please..." Jian Jun's voice was hoarse and trembling slightly.

Jian Baoguo looked at him, "What do you want to do since you were young, your mother and your brother have pampered you. Although I have a strict attitude, in the end, I haven't stopped you. In the end, the family also acquiesced. But just this time, only this time, no."

Jian Baoguo said categorically and resolutely, "Absolutely not."

Jian Li was at the side, and could almost feel the despair emanating from the fourth brother.

The second uncle said without the slightest accommodating, "No parent can see their child with a bloodthirsty guy, and still applaud or remain indifferent. Jian Jun, you have only one way to go, Make a clean break with that guy."

With the last bit of hope in Jian Jun's eyes, she looked into her father's eyes, "What if... I mean if, if... I don't make a clean break with him...?"

The cautiousness in his words, the last bit of light in his eyes... makes people feel distressed.

Jian Ying couldn't bear to look at it, and turned away her eyes, the circles of her eyes were already red.

Jian Baoguo took a deep breath, "Even if you meet him again, I, Jian Baoguo and Li Yunshuang, will treat you as my son. You will never, never appear in front of us again, and never return to this home."

Li Yunshuang cried out from the side. She sobbed and knelt down in front of Jian Jun, and hugged her youngest son into her arms, "Xiaojun, Xiaojun! Mom please, please, please be obedient Okay, okay? You're killing your mother..."

Jian Jun slowly raised her hand, gently encircled her mother's shoulders, and patted her back lightly, "Mom, don't cry."

The last bit of light in his eyes gradually went out.

His voice was dry, and the words he said were like a long-term execution on his own heart. It was just such a simple sentence, and every word was like a thousand cuts.

He patted his mother's back mechanically, and said something like weeping blood, "I promise you, I will... be obedient."

Jian Baoguo let out a long sigh of relief. Although his tone was still cold, he was not as violent as before, "Don't go anywhere, just stay at home. You live with him now. Right? Leave it to him, he saved your life, we won’t drive you away, but don’t go there again.”

There seemed to be no emotion in Jian Jun's voice, she nodded mechanically, "Okay."

"Go back to your room first, I have something to say to Xiao Wu." Of course Jian Baoguo could see that Jian Jun's mood was not right, so he lowered his eyes and said to Li Yunshuang, "Send him upstairs."

Li Yunshuang nodded, but Jian Jun shook her head and said, "I... can walk, it's fine."

He wanted to support himself and stand up, but his whole body seemed to have no strength at all, and he couldn't stand up after a few attempts, as if the last hope before had also failed, and the last compromise had already taken away all the strength in his body .

Jian Jun's face was as white as paper, without any blood.

It was Jianying who went up and gave him a strong hand, and lifted him up, "I'll send him up."

Jian Baoguo nodded.

Jian Ying almost let her younger brother lean on him with all of her weight, and helped him up the stairs with half a hug and half a hug.

Jianying never thought that this matter would make Jian Jun like this, he never thought that this is not a long-term relationship, and it would have such a heavy weight in Jian Jun's heart.

Jianying knew that she was not upright, and took advantage of her family's most important position in Xiaojun's heart.Jianying knows that family and relatives are the most important thing for the Jian family, and he knows that Xiaojun will compromise.

Although it's not straightforward enough, but if he did it all over again... he should still do it.

That guy named Nick is too dangerous, and Jianying can't let it go. Even if, as Xiao Wu said, Nick never hurt Xiaojun, he won't do any harm.

But Jianying didn't dare, didn't dare to use her only younger brother to gamble on the instinct deeply hidden in the bone marrow of a bloodthirsty person who makes a living.

Put Jian Jun down on the bed, Jian Jun lay down, without any change in posture, just lying quietly, her eyes were empty, as if there was nothing.

Jianying couldn't hold back, he bent over and gently touched his younger brother's face, it was cold, Jianying asked in a low voice, "Xiaojun, do you blame brother?"

Jian Jun didn't speak, just lay quietly, as if her soul had been withdrawn, unable to hear or see.

Jian Ying couldn't wait for the answer, so she sighed softly, "Take a good rest."

He turned and walked towards the door, when he heard a soft voice behind him, "Brother, don't be sad, I don't blame you."

Jian Ying paused, did not turn around, but the moment she heard this, tears came down.

Jian Ying walked out of Jian Jun's room and wiped her face vigorously.He was afraid that Xiaojun would blame him, but he hoped that Xiaojun would blame him.

It's contradictory, but it's true.

He was not candid about this matter, and made a decision without even having a good discussion with Xiao Jun.That caused his father to give Xiaojun a choice that he had no choice.

If Jian Jun blamed him, Jian Ying would feel better.

He accepted it so forbearingly and without complaint, which actually made Jianying feel like a knife was piercing her heart.

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