The reborn wife is about to turn over

Chapter 259 Don't Leave Me
Before Ma Fulai finished speaking, Yi Nanchen took over the conversation leader: "Look at what Uncle Ma said, I won't coax you if I coax anyone, no, there's really something wrong, my wife is in a hurry, I've been coaxing you for a long time If I don’t go back, I’m afraid I’ll be overwhelmed at night, Uncle Ma, Dong’er, I’ll be the host to make amends to you some other day, and Secretary Chen will treat you well on my behalf.”

Yi Nanchen hurried away amidst the stunned eyes of a group of people.

Ma Fulai and the others were dumbfounded. Some time ago, they heard that Yi Nanchen was chasing the second girl of the Su family, but they knew a thing or two about that girl's reputation, so it was probably only young people who made trouble. For fun, none of them felt relieved.

But this marriage...

No one has heard of it?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but Ma Dong'er reacted faster, grabbed Secretary Chen, blinked and asked, "Brother Yi, is he really, really married?"

Secretary Chen's heart was full of bitterness, and she hadn't heard of it. In fact, except for a few people, no one knew about Yi Nanchen and Su Xinge's marriage registration. But since the president said that, as the president, she would Even the respected secretary can't say that he doesn't know.

And after thinking about it, I received a call from the young master, telling Daddy to go home and cook quickly, and Mommy said that he wanted to eat the noodles he made himself, and if he couldn't go back within 10 minutes, he would be in trouble... …

so many kinds of...

Secretary Chen finally accepted the statement that the president might really be married, and said: "Ah, yes, married, didn't you see the way the president answered the phone just now? I heard that the wife has the final say at home... "

Yi Nanchen threw down her broken heart and hurried away. In fact, the phone call just now was not from Su Singer, but the one received by Secretary Chen was from the real Xiao Baozi at the behest of Su Singer Telephone.

But he didn't want to deal with it there. After wandering around in the mall for so many years, he was getting tired of those people, including his own hypocritical faces. For the sake of Ma Fulai and Ma Donger's good impression, he didn't say anything, but it didn't mean he was willing to spend his time with his wife and son on these inexplicable things.

At least, you can still get a sweet sentence from the woman: "Husband."

As soon as Yi Nanchen walked out of the gate of Xinnandu, he walked over to the place where he parked, because he knew that he would not stay for too long, so the car parked in the open-air parking lot at the door, and when he walked to the front of the car, a figure jumped out from behind the car at a high speed. Come out, and then a cold little hand grabs his wrist: "Nanchen..."

"Yuwei, why are you here?" Yi Nanchen saw the haggard woman with a big belly, immediately withdrew his left hand that was about to attack, and did not try to break free from her.

"I'll wait for you here." Xiao Yuwei murmured in a low voice.

"Well, what's wrong with you?"

"I...I..." Xiao Yuwei blushed slightly, looking affectionately at the man in front of her but was speechless.

Although Yi Nanchen doesn't like women being so procrastinating, he still has patience with Xiao Yuwei, whether it's because this is one of his few female friends, or because she still has a baby in her belly who doesn't know whether her father is his child or not. .

"Is the car here?"

"No."

"Why don't I take you back first, let's talk about it in the car if there is anything else, it's cold here." Yi Nanchen opened the car door while talking, the woman's hands were as cold as ice, I don't know how long I stood here, this year's Winter is very cold, even standing like this, he can feel the cold wind blowing on his face like a knife.

"What's wrong? Why didn't you get in the car?" Yi Nanchen opened the car door, but Xiao Yuwei didn't move, and asked again, but Xiao Yuwei threw herself into his arms with a loud cry: "Nanchen, don't leave me, I only have You, don't leave me..." Xiao Yuwei mumbled to herself crying out of breath, Yi Nanchen felt the wetness of his clothes on his chest, he didn't like women's tears, to be precise, no He likes women other than Ning Cuo Cuo to cry in front of him.

He knew very well that those tears were just weapons that the women hypocritically wanted to exchange for his pity again, but now from Xiao Yuwei's crying, he could hear the grief and real sadness.

At first, his hand was just hanging by his side for her to hold. When he noticed that the woman on his body seemed to be sliding down, he finally stretched out his hand to hug the woman's soft body, and called out: "Yuwei, Yuwei, what's wrong with you?" ? Did something happen? You have a fever? Go, I'll take you to the hospital."

Finding the abnormal temperature on Xiao Yuwei's forehead, Yi Nanchen also became serious, sickness of a pregnant woman is not a trivial matter.

"No, I'll just rest and rest. I can't take medicine when I go to the hospital like this. Nanchen, take me...to your house? I don't want to go home, I have nothing... Please."

Yi Nanchen was in a difficult situation, not to mention that there was a wife who was like a creditor at home, even the child in Xiao Yuwei's stomach who was not clear to him until now, he didn't want her to appear in Su Xin with this attitude at this time. in front of Grid.

But the sadness on Xiao Yuwei's face did not seem to be fake, it seemed that she really encountered something difficult.

All the questions could not be asked in front of the sick pregnant woman. With a sigh, he raised his hand and patted the woman's trembling back, half hugged and half helped Xiao Yuwei whose legs were weak, started the car, and went back to the Yijia villa.

After seeing the man and woman embracing in front of him, Su Singer stopped behind another car 20 meters away from Yi Nanchen's parking place. She quietly hid her body in the shadow, His eyes traced the outline of the car in front of him stroke by stroke; he seemed to hear the sad and wronged crying of the woman and the coaxing of the man whispering.

The man's tall and straight body and beautiful side face, his strong arms wrapped around the woman's back; the woman's heart-rending cry, her pitiful face lying on the man's chest; under the mottled light of the flashing lights, this picture It is enviable and touching.

Just yesterday, those warm hands with their sleeves half rolled up washed her hands and cooked for her. Just yesterday, he used that mouth that whispered coaxing words to steal fragrance when she wasn't paying attention...

(End of this chapter)