Enemy is difficult: Mr. President, please let it go

Chapter 188 Never Forgive

He must be tired too, right?
Ni Jia got up distressed, got up very lightly, and sat beside him.

However, as soon as she sat up, Fu Sichen opened his eyes, "Is it over?"

"Ah."

Ni Jiaren asked softly, "Are you busy recently?"

Not only did he have to be busy with the company's affairs, but he also had to take care of their wedding throughout the whole process. He didn't let her worry about it at all. It must be very tiring, right?
But he didn't say anything.

"It's okay, let's go." Fu Sichen got up, took her hand habitually, and walked out of the office together.

Ni Jiaren felt a little distressed, "If you get tired and sleepy in the future, just tell me, it doesn't matter if I go home early and paint again."

"It's too troublesome to take it home."

"..."

I didn't expect this to be the reason.

The two walked out of the company holding hands, which was no surprise to the employees of the Pumice Group.

In the past, He Xuan told the media that the CEO doted on his wife like his life. Everyone thought it was a joke, but later Ni Jiaren frequently appeared in the company, and the more frequently the two went abroad together, the more people agreed with He Xuan's evaluation.

Dote on your wife like your life?

Think about it too.

Because Ni Jiaren came to the company, the pantry in the secretary's room was prepared with even small snacks, and the president's office was even equipped with a nap blanket.

When it's lunch break, no one can enter the president's office to disturb her, because the president's wife has to take a lunch break!
In this way, all kinds of things, everyone has become accustomed to it.

When Fu Sichen was driving, Ni Jiaren was still worried that he was tired from driving and wanted to drive by himself, but he insisted that he had regained his energy after taking a nap, so he refused to let Ni Jiaren drive.

Seeing that his eyes were clear, she didn't argue with him anymore.

The car drove through the urban area at a steady speed, and was about to slowly drive to the suburbs.

Suddenly, there was the sound of an emergency brake from behind, and the sound of the tires rubbing against the ground was very harsh. Fu Sichen was looking at the front mirror vigilantly, but found a car crashing into him as if dying.

He turned abruptly and stopped on the side of the road.

The car rushed straight forward like crazy, and hit an oncoming car.

The sharp sound tore through the evening sun, and the sound of the whistle filled the eardrums. Ni Jiaren looked ahead in shock. The fronts of the two cars had already deformed.

"How is it? Is there any injury?" Fu Sichen turned around reflexively and asked.

Ni Jiaren shook her head in a daze.

They were not injured because Fu Sichen dodged in time, but the car that was hit was different.

The front of the car was completely sunken, and from a distance, she could only see that the two cars were completely unrecognizable. The car that rushed out hit the railing all the way, and was damaged everywhere.

Seeing that she was fine, Fu Sichen immediately called the police and called an ambulance.

The two got out of the car immediately to check the situation at the scene.

As soon as Ni Jiaren got closer, she heard a clear cry.

Shocked, she moved closer to the hit car, and cautiously poked her head...

There were actually three people in the car, an adult man and a woman, sitting in the front, while a little boy sat in a child seat in the back.

The front of the car has been dented, but the rear seats are intact.

Ni Jiaren quickly opened the door and carried the child out, "Be good, baby, it's okay, it's okay..."

She covered his eyes, and turned to see the child's parents, sitting in the driver's seat and the passenger's seat, unconscious, with blood all over their faces and glass residue on their bodies...

Some images flashed across her mind suddenly, attacking her like a demonic obstacle.

Ni Jiaren's eyes widened in horror, and the arms holding the child couldn't help tightening their strength.

"Wow wow wow..." The child's crying became louder in an instant.

Ni Jiaren came back to her senses, opened her eyes and comforted the child.

Fu Sichen went around the two cars and checked the occupants, but there was no way to do any rescue measures.

All three of them lost consciousness, and when they collided head-on, all three of them were squeezed, and he didn't even know where to rescue them...

While Ni Jiaren was comforting the child, the nightmare-like scene from a few years ago was still flashing in her mind.

"We have to wait for the ambulance to arrive," Fu Sichen said.

He turned his eyes, but found that Ni Jiaren's expression was wrong, her face was tense, her arms clasping the child were also stiff, her movements to comfort the child were sometimes normal and sometimes slow, her eyes glanced at the accident phenomenon abnormally, and then moved away in horror.

her nightmare...

Fu Sichen frowned suddenly, stretched out his long arms, and embraced the child and her at the same time, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The deep and intoxicating voice was very comforting, and Ni Jiaren's heart suddenly settled down, but her head was vulnerable to his chest, and tears could not help but flow down.

The child also seemed to be touched, and howled and turned to whimpering.

The tears of both of them hit his white shirt, and the warm liquid almost burned his chest.

It took a long time, and Fu Sichen cried for a long time in his arms, hugging the older one and the younger one, the sky was getting dark, and the police car and the ambulance arrived late at the same time.

The doctor just lifted the person out, did a preliminary examination, and then shook his head.

"No, the patient has lost his sense of life."

Two people, two same words.

"The patient here is still breathing!" With the exclamation of the doctor, the driver who hit the person was quickly taken into the ambulance and left with noise all the way.

The child kept crying and calling "Mom and Dad", and the hearts of Fu Sichen and Ni Jiaren were throbbing.

The policeman came over and was surprised to see Fu Sichen, "Mr. Fu... Mrs. Fu? Are you witnesses?"

"Ah."

Fu Sichen responded lightly, throwing his arms around Ni Jiaren, not intending to make her speak.

She was a little tired, her face was pale, and her lips lost all blood. She leaned weakly on his shoulder to hold the little boy.

The little boy was tired from crying, and fell asleep in Ni Jiaren's arms, not moving or making trouble.

"This is……"

The policeman looked at the little man in Ni Jiaren's arms, he didn't seem to resemble the two of them, besides, he didn't hear that the president and wife of the Pumice Group had a child, did they?

Is it possible to hide it from the media?
"The child of the parents involved," he answered curtly.

The police suddenly realized, "Then can you trouble Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu to go back to the police station with us to make a statement? And... this child, I'm afraid I have to hand it over to us."

"Son, you can find a policewoman to take him. As for the record, I think my wife needs to rest..."

Fu Sichen was about to refuse, but Ni Jiaren grabbed his wrist, "It's okay, I can."

This sweet little boy lost his parents in the accident, just like she did eight years ago.

He was so scared, he finally knew how to rely on her, and finally got used to a stranger. If he wants to get used to another person, he might not be able to bear it, right?

She can empathize with all the feelings, so how can she abandon him because of her inner weakness?
"beautiful woman……"

"Little Four, I can do it."

She grabbed Fu Sichen's hand and tightened it as if praying, "Trust me."

The pale lips had already lost their color, but they were strong and calm.

Fu Sichen hugged her distressedly, knowing what she was thinking, and then pinched the face of the man in her arms, "Uncle, can you hug her? Auntie is tired."

The little boy stared at him vigilantly, and tightly wrapped his hands around Ni Jiaren's neck.

"Auntie won't leave. She will hug you after she rests, okay?" Fu Sichen coaxed patiently.

He had already agreed to Ni Jiaren's request, but he couldn't be so tired from seeing her.

"Honey, auntie has been holding you, okay? Auntie won't let go, be good. Let uncle hug you..." Ni Jiaren persuaded.

She also felt that her physical strength was losing little by little, and her hands holding the child were trembling.

If I don't give him to Fu Sichen, I'm afraid I won't be able to hug him anymore.

Hearing this, the little boy stared at Fu Sichen timidly, stretched out his arms with some doubts, and slowly approached Fu Sichen, wrapped his trembling little hands around his neck, then immediately hugged him tightly. Don't let go.

His little hand was still tightly clutching one of Ni Jiaren's fingers, as if afraid that she would leave.

Ni Jiaren didn't break free, and he didn't feel any pain. He didn't have much strength.

Instead, she kissed his head and comforted him softly, "I won't go, I'll be with you, okay?"

The little boy nodded and turned his head with tears in his eyes, just in time to see the doctor lift up his parents and pass by under his eyelids...

"Dad! Mom!"

The little boy suddenly roared and struggled in Fu Sichen's arms.

He didn't want Ni Jiaren's hands anymore, and he didn't care about Fu Sichen's arms either. He just wanted to rush onto the two stretchers.

However, Fu Sichen controlled his legs, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't run out. He could only lean forward step by step, trying to grab his parents.

However, they still left...

That feeling made Ni Jiaren's heart throb with suffocating pain again.

She slowly reached out and covered the boy's eyes.

Seeing such a sad picture, it is better not to see it.

He is still young, and his memory has not yet been fully formed. Perhaps, when he grows up a bit, he will forget...

Unlike her, to remember is a lifetime...

They returned to the city together with the police car. The three of them sat in the back seat of the police car. The little boy sat on Fu Sichen's lap and fell asleep leaning on his strong chest.

Ni Jia hugged Fu Sichen's arm with lingering fear and pillowed on his shoulder, her face was still a little weak.

Fu Sichen looked sad, looked at the sleeping child in his arms, and then at Ni Jiaren.

What happened 18 years ago, even after 18 years, she can't forget it.

Yes, then it is the pain of losing a mother and a father, how can it be so easy to forget?Perhaps, some people will even remember for a lifetime, hate for a lifetime, and look for a lifetime...

The palm holding her left hand slightly retracted, Fu Sichen's Adam's apple slid up and down, and he licked his dry lips.

"Beauty, do you still blame him?" Her voice was a little hoarse, probably because she was too nervous.

"Who?"

She lowered her voice very low, fearing that she would wake up the child in his arms.

"Eight years ago."

When Fu Sichen mentioned it, Ni Jiaren's face turned pale again.

It was a rainy night, and she watched her parents' car crash into another car, and then they closed their eyes and never woke up again.

Their faces were covered with blood, and the mother smiled and said to her, "Beauty, I'm sorry..."

sorry?
When did she ever feel sorry for herself?
At the last moment, she gave herself all the hope of life.

Where did she feel sorry for her?

Later, she finally understood.

This sentence of sorry is not only for the accident, but for the half of her life that she will live alone in the future, without the company of her parents, the lonely and sentimental little half of her life, and will always be cast in the shadow of the accident...

However, she has never been able to find out who the driver who caused the accident was.

She also passed out.

When she woke up again, she was already lying in the hospital, and the doctor said she was fine.

It's just that her parents left forever.

She cries, she makes trouble.

In the end, the driver who caused the accident escaped, and no information about the vehicle involved in the accident was found.

This... is too strange, right?
(End of this chapter)