A Sweet Wife Is Hard to Chase: The President’s Husband Loves Sweetly

Click on the video, and you can see An Shuyao's radiant appearance.

All three were dumbfounded.

Chi Yanfeng glanced at her, seeing how drunk she was, and was even more worried, "Where is she now?"

Gu Zhuoying: "It should still be in the bar, I'll send you the coordinates of the bar right away."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Chi Yanfeng got up and was about to leave. Halfway through Hao Xiao's video, he was still lamenting An Shuyao's talent, but when he saw Chi Yanfeng get up like that, he also stood up quickly, "Hey! Yan Feng Where are you going?"

"Take Shuyao home."

After speaking, the person has already arrived outside the door.

Hao Xiao hurriedly followed.

"Wait for me, I'll go too!" Jian Jian also turned off the mobile phone video and followed, and even forgot to put on his coat in a hurry.

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Reporters from various magazines and news media arrived upon hearing the news. To their surprise, An Shuyao was already gone by the time they arrived.

Sister Hua, the owner of the bar, was the subject of everyone's interviews.

And the drunk An Shuyao was taken by Leng Xiaoran to the roof of the building where the bar was located, where the cold wind was blowing.

Standing in front of the high platform, looking at the lights of Wanjia on the opposite side, she was very envious, and inevitably felt melancholy.

Leng Xiaoran always stood by her side to accompany her, watching her sad, lonely, and worried, but as long as she didn't want to say, he wouldn't ask a word.

At the entrance of the rooftop, Caiyi watched Leng Xiaoran standing next to An Shuyao as he wished, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

She closed the door of the rooftop, and sat in the door to watch over them, afraid that Sister Hua would not be able to withstand the reporters rushing up to disturb Leng Xiaoran's hard-won moment of warmth.

The stairwell was dark.

Hei couldn't see his fingers.

Caiyi curled up into a ball, closed her eyes and felt the sound of the wind coming through the gap.

Right now, Xiao Ran is happy.

Just like she is now.

On the roof, the cold wind gusts.

Leng Xiaoran wanted to take off his coat and put it on An Shuyao, but he didn't dare to move his arms at all.

"Shu Yao."

An Shuyao blushed, and turned to look at him with blurred eyes, "What's wrong?"

"Help me take off my coat."

An Shuyao blinked and blinked, and immediately took a step back and wrapped her arms around her chest, "What are you doing? Let me tell you that although I drank a little too much, my mind is clear! The downstairs is full of media, so don't mess around!"

Leng Xiaoran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I was injured so it was difficult for me to move, so I asked you to help, what are you thinking about?"

An Shuyao froze, "Huh? Are you injured?"

"Ah."

"Where is the injury?" I looked him up and down, but I didn't see any injuries.

Leng Xiaoran didn't want to bring up this topic, so he didn't answer her, and stretched out an arm to her, signaling her to hurry up.

An Shuyao curled her lips and reached out to help him take off his clothes.

After drinking, there was no weight in his hand, and he grabbed his sleeve and pulled it hard.

"Ah!" Leng Xiaoran didn't expect that she would use such force, completely unprepared, the wound on her back was successfully pulled.

He supported the roof, and a layer of fine sweat beads appeared on his forehead every minute, which was blown away by the cool wind.

An Shuyao realized later, "You, are you okay? Why is the injury so serious?"

He forced a smile, "It's just a small injury on the back, but it hasn't healed yet."

"Ah...then I'll take it easy."

"Ah."

An Shuyao gently helped Leng Xiaoran take off his clothes. During the process, he touched his wound a few times and made him grimace, but Leng Xiaoran gritted his teeth and held back.

He didn't want Shuyao to worry, and he didn't want to spoil the beautiful atmosphere at the moment.

After taking off a piece of clothing, it seemed like a big deal, An Shuyao breathed a sigh of relief, and handed him the clothes.

"Take off your clothes properly, you are not too cold."

Leng Xiaoran pushed back the clothes, "I want to put them on for you, I know you are afraid of the cold. It's a pity that I can't put them on for you because my arms are inconvenient."

I made a fuss for a long time to dress her up!

An Shuyao rolled her eyes, "I don't want it."

"It's just a piece of clothing, you don't have to be so alien to me, right?" Knowing that she remembered everything from the past, it was more natural for Leng Xiaoran to get along with her.

Pushing the clothes towards her again, "Hurry up, it's windy on the roof, put it on, I'm a man, I'm fighting the cold."

"But you are also a patient."

"Stop nagging, do you really want me to tear open the wound on my back and be dressed by you?"

After finishing speaking, she really raised her arm to put it on for her, An Shuyao was so frightened that she quickly grabbed her hand and put it back, "Okay, okay, can I wear it?"

Putting on the overcoat, it really warmed up a lot. Seeing his plaid shirt swelled up and fell down by the wind, An Shuyao wanted to laugh for some reason.

This way of getting along made her think of many things.

Thinking of when I was very young, thinking of those years in college, he and she were still simple.

The simple and flamboyant face flashed across her mind, evoking a string of memories.

The smile on the corner of An Shuyao's mouth froze instantly, how could she be like Leng Xiaoran!An Shuyao, have you forgotten how he treated simplicity many years ago, have you forgotten how Jianjian came through those years!
The face changed drastically, Leng Xiaoran had already noticed that, seeing that she was about to take off her clothes in a second, he stretched out his hand to stop her.

"Just say what you want, and I will accept it. It's so cold on the roof and you drank so much wine, don't make fun of your body, okay?"

"How can you be so against Jian Jian? Do you know that Jian Jian almost died because of you!"

Back then, he left without saying goodbye, at the cost of leaving simplicity, took Jian Deming's money and used the resources Jian Deming introduced to him to go abroad for further studies.

After Jian Jian found out, he frantically wanted to go abroad to find him, but Jian Deming stopped him by various means.

In the end, he committed suicide by cutting his wrists in the bathroom.

It took a long time to save a life, and then entered a period of extreme depression, and it took nearly two years to completely improve.

From then on, no matter how simple he was outside, Jian Deming didn't dare to really intervene, at most he really couldn't see it and scolded him sharply.

After all, any worries are not worth mentioning in front of the daughter's life.

Although he is abroad, he has achieved today's achievements by using Jian Deming's resources, although he has never had any affection for Jian Jian.

But because of guilt, he has been paying attention to simple situations.

"I know what you said. During those two years of depression, if I hadn't cooperated with the psychiatrist to assist her in the treatment, she would not have recovered. It's just that she didn't know that there was me behind the psychiatrist."

An Shuyao was a little accidental, but it couldn't obliterate the fact that he hurt the simple one.

"You should cooperate. All the suffering that Jianjian suffered was caused by you. I can't understand that the reason you did this is because of me. I don't know what happened to your love view over the years. It has become so weird, you did that, and you pushed me into the ranks of executioners virtually, if something happened to Jian Jian, I would be the one who should be executed the most."

Leng Xiaoran kept shaking his head.

The affectionate gaze is enough to melt An Shuyao.

"Jianjian fell in love with me, she was willing. I fell in love with you, and I was also willing. It is both willing and wishful thinking. We can afford to lose. This has nothing to do with you. I believe that simple will not blame me even if you hate me. You, she is a very clear girl. Don't take the blame for everything on yourself, okay?"

It's been so many years, it's pointless to mention it again and again.

Especially now that Jianjian already has Hao Xiao by her side, no matter how painful Leng Xiaoran is to her, it is already a thing of the past.

"You're right, Jian Jian won't blame me. I can't just do whatever I want and ignore her feelings just because of her kindness and clarity. Don't contact me again in the future, just pretend that we have never known each other."

After taking off her coat and returning it to Leng Xiaoran, she turned around and was about to leave.

Although the footsteps are crooked, the speed is still very fast.

Leng Xiaoran clutched his clothes, his eyes were flushed, "Is there no other relationship between us besides the friendship during those few years in college?"

An Shuyao stopped in place.

Many childhood images came into my mind, she protected him and gradually opened his dusty and self-closing heart.

He began to become cheerful, and went to the back kitchen of the orphanage to steal her favorite chocolate cake when she was a child. She ate the cake, but he was beaten half to death by the dean.

Once, they were so happy.

The two people who were supposed to stay together were separated by reality. She forgot everything and fell in love with someone else.

An Shuyao is sorry, she will always be ashamed of others.

That's why the relationship between adults is so unsatisfactory, and after giving everything, they fall in love with a scumbag.

It's not easy to meet Chi Yanfeng, but there are many disasters, and it's hard to find a stable happiness.

It turned out to be retribution.

She couldn't delay Leng Xiaoran's search for new happiness.

Turning around, looking into his clear eyes, his smile was as bright as a star.

"I will befriend you because you are a simple boyfriend. That's all."

Just like Leng Xiaoran, how could he fail to see An Shuyao's intention to say that.

He pondered for a moment, then smiled: "You don't need to alienate me so deliberately, I know where the point between us is, and I will pay attention to proportion."

"That's good."

An Shuyao was really ready to leave this time.

Even if she is depressed, she shouldn't drink with Leng Xiaoran on the rooftop.

If she is simply known, she can't explain it clearly.

"You remember it all, don't you?"

The cold wind was blowing, and Leng Xiaoran's voice sounded behind An Shuyao, it was a little weak, making it hard to hear clearly.

She looked back at him, "What did you just say?"

Leng Xiaoran took a few steps forward, stood in front of her, his eyes were firm, "You don't need to deny it, I know, you have remembered the memories we both have together. It's just that the current living conditions of you and me prevent you from way to admit it.”

An Shuyao's hands hanging by his legs suddenly shrunk into fists, trying to pretend to be calm, but he was plotting in his heart, how did he know?
I obviously hid it very well, very carefully, and never showed any lies in front of him.

She smiled tremblingly, with a puzzled expression on her face, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Aren't you tired of acting in front of me? Shuyao, can you live a more realistic life?"

"Even if I'm real, even if I admit it now, so what? It's good for you and me? It will only increase each other's troubles and pain!"

"For me, being able to think about the past is neither an annoyance nor a pain, but a heartfelt joy."

An Shuyao backed away slowly, "Forget everything that should be forgotten. Childhood memories and promises made can't be taken seriously at all. I have Chi Yanfeng now, and we have a good life. I'm sorry."

This time, before she was about to leave, Leng Xiaoran had already blocked her way.

"Shuyao, I just want to chat with you here quietly for a while, I know you're in a bad mood, so even that's okay?"

An Shuyao's eyes were scarlet, "Senior, do you think I'm getting too close to you now for your own good?"

What a long-lost name.

In an instant, Leng Xiaoran's eyes became red.

The corner of his mouth twitched, "It's been a long time since you sincerely called me senior."

An Shuyao smiled tremblingly, "Do you really want to make the atmosphere so sensational?"