Black-bellied young master's surrogate wife

Chapter 168: Talking Frankly (1)
When Yu Yi heard someone push open the door of the ward, she turned her head and saw that it was Jiang Yuwei and Ma Xiaoxiao who had arrived, so she came forward to say hello with an embarrassed smile on her face, a little at a loss.
"Hi, brother." He pointed to Tang Jianbo who was in a wheelchair not far from the window and his back was facing them.

"Yu Yi, Auntie, hello." Xiaoxiao greeted and put down the fruit basket, while Yuwei nodded slightly behind her and remained silent.

At the moment, she really can't cry out, she really can't be generous, maybe it's because of her youthful vigor, maybe it's because she hasn't cultivated enough, maybe it's because of her personality.

At the moment, I feel a suffocation in my heart, and I instinctively keep rolling in my heart.

She looks very well-behaved on the outside, but when she encounters such a thing, she also exposes her true nature of love and hatred, and she can't do that kind of superficial kung fu that is so inconsistent between words and deeds.

This is determined by character.

In the blink of an eye, Yuwei saw Tang Jianbo with his back to them not far from the window.

Tang's mother looked at the still beautiful Jiang Yuwei with cold eyes and was speechless for a moment. She intuitively felt that her cold eyes were full of contempt and dissatisfaction with her, and she just kept silent.

Facing the daughter-in-law whom his son had always believed in, in a blink of an eye, they stopped him without hesitation and missed him at the wedding.

At the moment, there is no more words to talk to each other, because I don't know what to say and what to explain.

Now that the matter has come to this point, it should be superfluous to explain anything.

"Yuwei, Xiaoxiao, let's go out for a while, sit down, chat with each other, persuade Jianbo to think about it, so that his health will recover quickly."

Tang's mother knew that she was ashamed, and her expression was very unnatural, but she still greeted each other as usual, after all, she was old enough to practice superficial kung fu at any time.

Yuwei's expression is obviously a lot more rusty, and the boundaries have already been drawn in her heart, which is a natural reaction to meeting like this.

Tang's mother smiled awkwardly, then pulled her daughter out of the ward, and closed the door behind her.

With his back turned, Tang Jianbo heard a familiar voice, turned his wheelchair around instantly, and saw Yuwei and Ma Xiaoxiao near the door.

Yu Wei and Tang Jianbo's eyes collided in mid-air from a distance, and they understood each other, as if the feeling of a lifetime passed in each other's hearts. ． ． ． ． ．

For a moment, I was speechless and at a loss, just staring at each other quietly from a distance, as if there was an insurmountable and bottomless gap between them, which was indeed the case.

At this time, silence is better than sound, and each other is fully aware of each other.

Tang Jianbo saw heartache, helplessness and resistance from Yuwei's eyes, and Yuwei saw apology, helplessness and reluctance from Tang Jianbo's eyes. ． ． ． ． ．
Yuwei shook off some unnecessary thoughts, closed her eyes and meditated for a few seconds, then opened her eyes to wake herself up and took a few steps forward, standing about one and a half meters away from Tang Jianbo and speaking to comfort her,
"Jianbo, are you okay? Don't think about anything else, take a good rest, the pain is unavoidable, everything else will recover, it's a blessing in misfortune."

She knew in her heart that this time, he was hurt both physically and mentally. She could only comfort him verbally, and there was no other good way to alleviate his dissatisfaction and heartache.

The reality is so cruel, wrong step, wrong step, missed is missed, you can only bear it yourself, you can't blame others.

Tang Jianbo responded with an excited expression,

"Yuwei, it was definitely not my intention to miss the wedding, I'm sorry." Tang Jianbo couldn't help explaining the main reason for this time.

(End of this chapter)