Chief's Spicy Wife

Chapter 65 Freshmen
City S, Wuhen Club.

This club, named after Yan Jinchen's second name, has gradually become popular in S City within three months, and it seems to have become the most famous club in S City with the most high-class people.

In the corner of the club, there is a declining figure swaying gently in the bright lights.He seemed to be admiring his work.

Yan Jinchen held a glass of whiskey mixed with green tea in his hand, which was his favorite drink during this time.

He shouldn't be drinking too much, An Yao can finally be by his side, but this feeling of restlessness comes from nowhere, he looks at An Yao's face every day with fear, fearing that she will leave one day.

This feeling is unreal, like a dream.

Maybe Sleeping Beauty will fall in love with the first person she sees after waking up, or Sleeping Beauty mistakenly thinks he is the prince who kissed her awake, she finally no longer rejects him so much, Yan Jinchen enjoys the illusion of happiness.

However, he kept concealing Ling Feng's existence from beginning to end, even so, he did not deceive her about anything.

The music in the club was not too loud, Yan Jinchen was relatively quiet at this time.

He looked at the door until he saw a figure in black, and finally stood up from the corner and walked to her side.

An Yao cut her hair short. During this period of time, she didn't talk much, and her personality became introverted and indifferent. Maybe it was because she also lost the memory of Taohua Village, or after she had no memory, she even forgot all the warmth. The smile gradually diminished, and subconsciously, she still had some inexplicable affection for Yan Jinchen.At this time, she was holding out her stomach, and time had made her stomach bulge slightly, which proved that there was still a life.

"Why are you here? Didn't you tell you to stay at home and not come out?" Yan Jinchen dragged An Yao out of the club with a gentle reproach.

"I'm here to look for you. I'm a little worried about you if you don't come home so late." An Yao said solemnly, then took out a leather jacket from her bag, "I brought it for you, put it on. "

An Yao's expression was so natural, as if she should take care of him.

Yan Jinchen was silent, took the leather jacket from her hand, and put it on himself, "Is that why Zhejia let you out?"

"Of course not, but I've made a small plan!" An Yao suddenly raised the corners of her lips, laughing for the first time after losing her memory, "Let's go back quickly."

In fact, An Yao cared about Yan Jinchen, but also depended on her at the same time.The accident three months ago caused her to lose all her memories. She forgot about herself, Ling Feng and Yan Jinchen.

If the amnesia five years ago was just an accident, and she only forgot Ling Feng because of her grief, then this time, she completely forgot everything. A new life for her, a new life for her?
An Yao took a deep breath, and there was still a faint white mist in the space, and the surrounding air seemed to be much colder. She knew that even in the coldest winter, Yan Jinchen only wore such thin clothes.

"Yan Jinchen, you should tell me, who is the father of the child?" In fact, An Yao has asked Yan Jinchen this question many times, but he avoided answering it, because he really didn't want to deceive her.

Her eyes were so clear, they were clear to the bottom at once, and no ripples could be seen anymore. After the short hair, she was like the little dragon girl on Zhongnan Mountain, all over the country and the city, cold and aloof.

Every time Yan Jinchen hears An Yao's question, she always feels inexplicably nervous, as if drawn by fate, the other end of her rope is always with Ling Feng, and one day she will be able to find Ling Feng along this rope, So he avoided answering, but he understood her curiosity, and her competitive heart was still present along with her subconscious, anyway, she could understand it as she liked.

"Could it be that you made my stomach bigger and you're not responsible?" An Yao immediately grabbed Yan Jinchen's arm, forcing him to stop abruptly.

Yan Jinchen turned his head back, with a gloomy expression and a flat tone, "I hope this child is mine, but I can't lie to you."

"Then why didn't you say it?"

"Forgive my little selfishness, I don't want you to find the father of the child."

An Yao lowered her head, the cold wind brushed her fair cheeks lightly, her pair of big black eyes stopped instantly, she ignored it, knowing in her heart that it was time to end this problem.

An Yao's cleverness still exists, even though her brain has been severely damaged, it's just that after she lost her memory, she lost that bit of warmth, as if a door had been installed in her heart. Yan Jinchen painted the door in her heart, but she was still slow Ken comes in.

An Yao knew how to read words and expressions, she could still see what Yan Jinchen was thinking about her, but she didn't understand what was holding him back.

"Yan Jinchen, you didn't bully me and take advantage of my amnesia. I believe you are a good person." An Yao didn't know what to say, she sighed and continued walking, Yan Jinchen followed.

It’s actually not that close from Wuhen Club to the villa they lived in, no matter what, it’s at least 10 minutes’ walk, but An Yao likes to walk back slowly, she doesn’t like to take a car, maybe because she is too To live alone, she needs someone to talk to her with, but Yan Jinchen is too busy, and can only rely on the time to walk back from the beginning to the end.

An Yao looks good even with short hair. Compared with the gentleness and beauty of long hair, short hair seems to have the taste of a strong woman.

It's not that An Yao has never thought about finding the father of the child by herself, but she believes that if the father of the child has feelings for her, he will find her by himself one day.

Ai Yao suddenly twisted her foot, squatting on the road without stopping or walking.

She didn't want to make a sound, but looking at Yan Jinchen who was walking in front, she was suddenly afraid that the person in front would never turn back again, so would she not find out that she was still there until he got home?
When she was about to call Yan Jinchen to stop, he still turned his head back, and he had to turn back. As long as the woman he loved so much walked behind her, maybe going forward would hinder his progress, but he had to turn back.

Yan Jinchen's words also became less, perhaps from the moment he fell off the cliff, he was no longer Yan Jinchen, but Gongsun Wuhen.

"You are so stupid, you can sprain your feet like this, let me carry you." Although Yan Jinchen showed a look of "you are so troublesome", he still couldn't stop the gentleness in his tone.

He gradually transformed from an unruly and hostile young man into a gentle and gentle man with an indifferent personality.

Who can prove this change?

An Yao took advantage of the trend and climbed onto his back. At this moment, she suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of stability, as if on Yan Jinchen's back, they could walk forever.

But how can the back compare with the chest?
What An Yao yearns for is nothing more than a warm chest.

The person who opened the door was Zhejia, she had a strange expression, "You guys came back?"

"Why did you let her out?" Yan Jinchen's words seemed to be reproachful. Although it was not obvious, he could still feel his slight anger.

Yan Jinchen has gradually been able to hide all his thoughts, where others cannot see through.

"What can I do if she insists on coming out, Chen, are you going to keep her locked up?" Zhe Jia's eyes widened.

An Yao jumped off Yan Jinchen's back and limped to the living room to pour water. She was a little thirsty now, her throat was dry and uncomfortable.

She doesn't like to hear Yan Jinchen talk to Zhe Jia, and it's not that she hates Zhe Jia, it's just that Zhe Jia always has a slight sense of alienation from her, even if they are under the same roof, a bad relationship is not bad.

"What's wrong with keeping her locked up like this? After she gives birth to the child, I can start over with her. Anyway, there is no such thing as Ling Feng in her heart."

"Chen, this is unrealistic." Zhe Jia's tone suddenly softened, "If An Yao finds Ling Feng, she will return to him without hesitation."

"Not this time."

"Chen! I'm a woman, so I understand her."

"Enough! If I can't hold her tightly this time, then I have only two choices, either the three of us will be entangled until I die, or I will die like Qi Tong, so that she will never forget me in this life." , are you satisfied with this answer?"

"Chen, you know that's not what I mean."

"Of course I know. If I can, I would like to like you very much. It will save trouble, but I can't help it. How can I control my heart? Whether it hurts or not, I still have to focus on it Collide."

To use a cliché, love is like a reckless collision of moths to a flame.Even if the blood is dripping, the body is full of wounds, or it is wiped out, it will not hesitate.

Why doesn't Zhejia understand?She is always giving regardless of whether it is worth it or not. She does things as she pleases, and sensibility will always win over rationality.

Both Zhejia and Yan Jinchen were silent for a long time, both of them had their own concerns, maybe if Zhejia was allowed to choose again, she hoped that she would never meet Yan Jinchen, so that she would not be as sad and devastated as she is now.

But in fact, who can control all this?

After a long silence, they heard the sound of An Yao pouring water, as if a person lost in the desert found a trace of rain, and that rain was in An Yao's hands.

"Chen, I will always stand by your side." No matter how much Zhejia dislikes An Yao, she still wants to help Yan Jinchen. She is very helpless. All of this is Yan Jinchen's choice, and Yan Jinchen's choice represents her s Choice.

Yan Jinchen pursed his lips, "I'm sorry."

Apart from being sorry, he couldn't say anything else, and he knew clearly in his heart that he was ashamed of Zhejia.

Zhejia was originally the eldest lady of Death Island, and she had lost everything because of him, but he never gave her what she wanted, even if it was a little bit, even if it was a lie.

(End of this chapter)