Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

An attitude without any hesitation calmed Wen Ran's heart, she relaxed, reached out and tugged on Huo Yan's sleeve, "A Yan, did you read the statement on the scarf that I was photographed entering the apartment, Everyone is now guessing whether you have started a new relationship."

"Tell me, can we take advantage of the situation and announce our relationship?" Speaking of this, Wen Ran showed a shy expression, her cheeks flushed.

"After all, it's been almost a year since I proposed to you, but you haven't taken me to get the certificate yet, so I feel a little uneasy."

"I always feel that something will happen if I procrastinate."

Wen Ran tightly clenched a corner of Huo Yan's sleeve, it was a little girl's cute little gesture, her voice was already gentle, but now it softened, it was as soft as cotton candy.

"Things are impermanent. Although my illness is cured now, no one can predict whether it will come back again, or other accidents will occur, just like Miss Lu, who suddenly disappeared. Ah Yan, I I'm afraid, so let's get married early, okay?"

Wen Ran shook Huo Yan's clothes slightly to act coquettishly.

Huo Yan suddenly raised his hand, broke away from her hand, and said in a heavy tone: "I said, Lu Qiao is fine. Now she is just missing and her whereabouts have not been found, but she is fine and not dead."

His hands were suddenly empty, and Wen Ran's heart seemed to be empty as well.

"Ayan, it's been half a year since the search and rescue, and there's no news, it's probably hopeless, that's why I said that..."

Looking at Huo Yan's slightly cold profile, Wen Ran murmured.

"I have no other meaning, Yan, I just want to talk to you about our marriage..."

Wen Ran's eyes were red, and her voice became more and more aggrieved.

Hearing Wen Ran's choked sobs gave Huo Yan a headache.

It seems that since moving in, Wen Ran has been particularly wronged, crying from time to time, as if someone really bullied her, but in fact, he didn't even touch her with a finger.

Wen Ran's pitiful and cautious appearance always gave him the illusion that he had hurt her.

He doesn't like this feeling very much.

The tears in Wen Ran's eyes were faltering, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Huo Yan sighed helplessly, "Sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you on purpose, but I was a little tired, so I couldn't control my tone of voice."

Wen Ran lowered her head and wiped away her tears, "It's okay, I know...it's getting late, you go to bed early, and I'll go back to sleep too, good night..."

Huo Yan frowned tightly.

When Wen Ran walked to the door, Huo Yan suddenly said, "Xiao Ran, the address of the apartment has always been kept secret and has never appeared in front of the media. Why did someone suddenly come to the apartment to take pictures?"

Wen Ran paused for two or three seconds, then looked back at him in disbelief, "A Yan, are you doubting me?"

"I didn't do it. I don't know why the reporter came here. A Yan, you believe me, I didn't do what the reporter did."

Wen Ran was panicked.

The mirror reflected bright light, and Huo Yan's eyes seemed to be probing, but also seemed to be staring at each other indifferently.

"Let's rest. Chen Yi will come to move things tomorrow. I can't live in this apartment recently. There are too many reporters. I don't want all my privacy to be exposed to the media. I need to live in another place."

The hand beside her was quietly clenched, Wen Ran slightly lowered her head, her face was covered with a layer of shadow, and her expression was a bit difficult to distinguish.