President Satan, don't love me

Chapter 230 Ten Years...

"An Ran, I know that I'm sorry for you on this point," he said with a serious expression, "I also know that I have no way to make up for this debt, but if I don't have a hard time, I won't do this."

"Really? Then what are your difficulties?"

"This... I can't say."

An Ran smiled speechlessly, and shook her head faintly: "I keep saying that the only person who will not be hurt in this life is me, and I firmly say that I am your wife, but you keep countless secrets between me."

"There are no innumerables, only this matter...I have no way to tell you, An Ran, not everyone can live such a bright and aboveboard life, such as me, because of you, I really dare not say it now, I have no way to tell anyone I have a clear conscience, at least to you, I owe too much."

"Stop talking," An Ran interrupted him again: "I feel a little uncomfortable now, Sister Nan Nan has lost her mother, and I'm not in the mood to discuss your secrets and debts with you."

Qiao Yuchen was helpless, knowing that he couldn't convince An Ran, but still couldn't help telling her over and over that he really didn't want to hurt her.

At the entrance of the hospital, Qiao Yuchen got off the car and rushed towards the mortuary.

An Ran stood in the courtyard, waiting anxiously.

Because they are not locals, not many people came to attend the funeral, only a few people.

Jin Nan's father said that after cremating his lover, he would take the urn back to his hometown and enter the ancestral grave.

Originally, Qiao Yuchen thought that there would be something that needed his help.

But in fact, with such a good son-in-law as Lin Butler, he handles everything well, and there is no need for him to do anything.

Although Jin Nan was sad, after seeing Qiao Yuchen, he still told him to let him go back to accompany An Ran first, and they will take care of it here.

Qiao Yuchen didn't want An Ran to wait too long, so he left first after following along.

When An Ran was waiting anxiously, several people rushed over from behind.

Some have microphones in their hands, others have cameras on their shoulders.

reporter……

An Ran subconsciously turned around, walked to the side of the car, opened the door and got into the car.

Someone knocked on the door: "Madam Qiao, can we interview you."

"Is it true that you and Mr. Qiao got married? Did you really get a huge amount of compensation and leave the house?"

"Did Mr. Qiao really start over with Ms. An Xin?"

"Do you have anything to say about the rumor of this marriage change?"

An Ran just shook her head speechlessly when she heard the reporters' questions.

Where the rumors come from is really varied.

She took out her mobile phone from her bag, turned on the prenatal education music, and stuffed the earphones into her ears to block out all the outside sounds.

Before finishing listening to the two songs, she saw Qiao Yuchen jogging here not far away.

Seeing him, several reporters surrounded him.

An Ran silently turned off the music, and heard Qiao Yuchen's angry reprimand at the door.

"My wife is pregnant, and you dare to harass her. I think you are really afraid that the world will not be chaotic. Since you think I, Qiao Yuchen, are so easy to bully, then I really have to show my 'respect' to you. Do you want to interview me, come on, ask me any questions you have.”

Seeing Qiao Yuchen's sharp eyes, several people dared not speak.

An Ran in the car sneered.

Persimmons have to be pinched softly, is that what you mean?

Qiao Yuchen's eyes turned: "Why, no one dares to ask? Then I will take the initiative to tell you that my lover and I have a very good relationship, and we will never divorce at all. Also, there is nothing so-called between me and An Xin The old relationship is revived, An Xin is An Ran's biological sister, she was sick and admitted to the hospital, An Ran is pregnant and it is inconvenient to visit, so I asked my aunt at home to make tonic soup for me to send every day.

You journalists who don't have any professional ethics at all, do you know how to talk nonsense, write nonsense, and turn other people's lives upside down?Let me tell you, you have memorized everything I said today, and if I see you talking nonsense and fabricating news at will, I want you to count one by one, and get out of this industry. "

Several people didn't speak, Qiao Yuchen gave them a cold look, walked around them and got into the car.

An Ran turned on the music again.

Qiao Yuchen closed the car door and looked at her: "Of course, are you okay?"

Ran Ran……

Hearing this call, An Ran was a little speechless, as if he had never called her that way before.

Or... there was, but she didn't remember?

Seeing her looking at him but not speaking, Qiao Yuchen looked worried: "What's the matter, are you scared?"

An Ran regained consciousness and pulled off the earphones: "Sister Nan Nan is okay."

"I'm asking if you're okay," he said anxiously.

"I'm fine. I've heard more gossip and gossip. What can I do with these rumors?"

Qiao Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, Jin Nan's condition doesn't look very good, but everything is being taken care of by Lin Butler, so don't worry, the funeral... will be held safely."

An Ran nodded.

Qiao Yuchen started the car and was about to leave.

An Ran said, "Why did you come out so quickly?"

"Jin Nan is worried about you and wants me to take you home to rest. After all, you are really sisters."

An Ran didn't make a sound, and let him drive the car out of the hospital
She said lukewarmly: "Since you came to the hospital, why don't you go to see An Xin?"

Qiao Yuchen's voice was calm: "I won't go."

He knew that she was angry with him on purpose, but it didn't matter, as long as she was comfortable in her heart.

An Ran turned her head away and looked out of the car window again.

Qiao Yuchen glanced at her: "You haven't spoken to me for several days."

An Ran's hand gently stroked her stomach.

Just at the red light, Qiao Yuchen reached out and stroked her stomach lightly.

She didn't object.

After a while, Qiao Yuchen said: "An'an, do you miss Dad? Dad hasn't touched or kissed you these days. Will you be angry with Dad?"

An Ran's jaw moved forward angrily: "The light is green."

Qiao Yuchen withdrew his hand and started again.

However, he didn't go in the direction of home.

An Ran frowned: "What do you want to do?"

"Go shopping for clothes and supplies for the kids together."

"I'm not in the mood."

"I know, but your stomach will be bigger later, and it will be more inconvenient to go shopping. It's better to buy everything you need now."

An Ran looked at him angrily: "Qiao Yuchen, don't think that I don't know that you are playing tricks on me."

Qiao Yuchen smiled: "For children's things, parents really need to buy them together. I didn't lie to you, and you don't want your children to be unhappy in the future, right? In that case, we will regret it."

"In the future..." There was a bit of melancholy in her eyes: "Will there be a future between me and you?"

Qiao Yuchen's heart tightened for a moment: "Of course, I didn't lie to the reporters just now. We will never divorce or break up."

An Ran's expression was indifferent: "But... the crack is already there, such a marriage will only become more and more boring."

"All marriages are becoming more and more boring, because two people understand each other more and more, turning the relationship between husband and wife into a family relationship. In the future, the children will grow up and start a family. It's just you and me. It is the close relatives who can depend on each other for life.”

Hearing what he said, An Ran felt warm in his heart for a moment.

Last night, Zhiqiu called her and said to her: "If you love someone, you must love everything about him. The good and the bad are all his. Even if he does something unsatisfactory, you Also learn to be tolerant, because people are different, no one will live the way you want.

You don't want him to take care of An Xin, it's your idea, but it's his idea to let him take care of An Xin, he must be open-minded, that's why he doesn't care..."

"Today, let's try to buy as many clothes as possible in neutral colors," his words interrupted her thoughts.

"Thinking about it this way, I knew we should go and see if it's a boy or a girl first, right?"

An Ran didn't respond.

Qiao Yuchen was not discouraged either: "By the way, do you like boys or girls?"

An Ran didn't answer.

Qiao Yuchen continued: "I like girls, because girls are the caring little padded jackets of their parents."

An Ran looked at him, but she didn't know before that he still had this kind of thought.

"What about you? A boy or a girl."

An Ran pursed her lips: "Boy."

"Why? You don't have patriarchal thoughts, do you?"

"Because a boy doesn't have to bear the pain of having children in the future, he just needs to be good, love his wife and children, and protect them."

"Loving and protecting someone is not as simple as you think, I know."

The two looked at each other, and An Ran immediately looked away.

When she came to the Maternity and Baby Shopping Center, An Ran felt that everything was new and rare.

As long as she touched it, Qiao Yuchen asked the clerk to take a copy of it all.

See half of Baby Diary.

An Ran picked it up casually, she flipped through it, and asked the clerk, "Is this for pregnancy?"

"This mother-to-be, each of these diaries has 360 pages, which can be kept until after the child is born to record his daily life. Look at what I experienced when I was a child, it can be regarded as a gift from parents to children, a spiritual property."

An Ran looked at the diary in a daze, she... really wanted to write a diary for her child.

Qiao Yuchen saw that she started to shake his head again, so he turned his head and said to the clerk, "This is ten copies."

An Ran looked at him: "What do you need so much for?"

"A lot? I'm afraid it's not enough. Don't worry, I will help you when the time comes. In the past ten years, the two of us have filled them all. We not only use it to record the lives of our children, but also record the lives of the two of us. Record it together.

When the child is ten years old, we give him the notebook to let him know what a happy family we live in. "

An Ran looked at him, ten years... so far away.

But...it's also very tempting.

(End of this chapter)