Surrogate wife every step of the way

Sun Mengjiao couldn't make a sound. For so many years, she had never even thought about having a warm embrace that could be her safe haven.

Tears were like broken beads, pattering down on Zhao Zifeng's arms, hot and wet.

It was like dripping into his heart drop by drop, falling into the lake, rippling out circle after circle of ripples.

He didn't understand if this feeling was the so-called pity, but all his thoughts were focused on the woman in front of him.

"Do you know? For so many years, Luo Hao chased me for so long, until I finally chose to marry him because of their kindness to my father. I thought everything was on the right track and it was a happy and beautiful beginning. Who Knowing it was the beginning of a nightmare."

With watery eyes, Sun Mengjiao looked at the quilt on the bed with tears in her eyes, and her thoughts gradually became chaotic, as if she had returned to the day of her wedding and saw the scene where the two of them had sex.

"I was drugged and followed you...but he and Xin Chuyi were doing the most intimate things in bed, yet he still refused to let me go, and threatened me with my father to marry me. Wang Wenshu didn't like to see her, she often ridiculed me... ..."

All kinds of things in the past, but just because of Zhao Zifeng's words, she couldn't help saying all of them.

Perhaps her world alone was too lonely and sad, or her tight string was broken.

She just wants to vomit now, it feels so good to have someone by her side.

Zhao Zifeng gently stroked Sun Mengjiao's back with his hand, and comforted him, "It's over."

Although he said this to Sun Mengjiao, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and the blue veins on his forehead were also revealing his inner emotions.

It turns out that what Zhao Zifeng saw in the past was just the tip of the iceberg, and Sun Mengjiao suffered far more than what he saw.

How did she get here after all these years?
But she can still maintain such a kind heart, perhaps Zhao Zifeng just took a fancy to her, and he couldn't find it in him, so he wanted to protect this kindness and innocence.

"But... I've been trying to make ends meet, but I couldn't get a good marriage. It even got worse. He cheated more blatantly, fooled around, and then divorced. I left the house without getting anything, only a piece of paper. Divorce certificate, isn't it ridiculous?"

As Sun Mengjiao spoke, she suddenly laughed at herself, helped Zhao Zifeng's firm chest to stand up, and let the teardrops from the corners of her eyes roll on the floor.

Zhao Zifeng's long eyebrows were tightly frowned, his Adam's apple rolled, but he just stared at her quietly.

"You still care about him?"

His voice suddenly sank, the cold air around him quickly condensed, and the air pressure dropped.

When Sun Mengjiao heard this, she burst out laughing, with tears streaming out of her eyes, and her eyes were flushed.

It seemed that after laughing enough, his expression turned cold, and he casually mocked: "Do you care about him? What should I care about him? Do you care about his half-heartedness? Or do you care about his mediocrity?"

She didn't have any feelings for him. If it wasn't for her father's illness and owed them so much, she would definitely pursue her own feelings instead of being trapped by him.

What makes her disgusting is Luo Hao's behavior, knowing that he is married, but still cheating on her girlfriend, how blind is she to fall in love with such a man?
As for Xin Chuyi, recalling this female best friend who was so good that she could almost wear the same dress, she also slapped Sun Mengjiao hard on the face, and the red finger marks have not disappeared until now.

Of course it's on my mind.

When Wang Wenshu was at Luo's family, she never treated her well. She often ridiculed her and looked down on her. However, she had a different attitude towards Xin Chuyi.

The only thing in the Luo family that made her happy was Luo Zhiguo.

He really treats himself like a daughter, thinking about her all the time, helping her speak, finding a job for her...

Unfortunately, he is dead.

"One cheated, one betrayed, one looked down on, and one died... And I, living in a daze, the compromises I made never let them stop, they will only get even crazier to revenge me!"

Sun Mengjiao's expression was decadent, and she was very skeptical about life.

She has been living in guilt and unhappiness, and she has never been truly happy for a moment.

Zhao Zifeng didn't interrupt, his eyes flicked over her face, he stretched out his hand, and caught her in his arms again unexpectedly.

"With me by your side in the future, all this is just a nightmare."

Zhao Zifeng stroked her head gently, with a comforting force in his hands, just like his words, very sensational, but successfully calmed Sun Mengjiao's mind.

Those past pains, unraveling the scars bloody, and revealing themselves in front of others, if it is not a very close person, it will not be possible.

The room was quiet, her crying turned into a thin sob, and she sniffed once in a while.

After a moment of silence, she took a deep breath and said, "So, I don't know if I let her go this time, will she make a comeback again, and do I still have this life!"

When she was beaten to the point of dying, she felt like she was relieved for a moment, but when she thought of Sun Zhenxing still waiting for him in the hospital, and Zhao Zifeng, Mr. Li...

Her life is not nothing, she still has her father and friends, as well as the people she loves.

How could she die so easily?

The feeling of hovering on the edge of life and death is still vivid in my mind.

In order not to suffer this pain again, this time she didn't want to let her go so easily.

But why, her kindness has become an umbrella for them to do bad things?

Sun Mengjiao's kindness has been struggling, but her rationality told her that she couldn't give up.

That kind of tossing and tossing thoughts are constantly rolling in the pot like boiling hot water, but I can't find where the plug is.

"What do you propose?"

Sun Mengjiao hugged Zhao Zifeng's neck with her slender arms, rubbing against him, crying more and more sadly.

Zhao Zifeng patted her on the back lightly, and said softly: "Then let her accept the punishment, don't torture yourself."

Zhao Zifeng felt the warmth of his neck, and there were some tiny stars scattered in his deep eyes.

He just let Sun Mengjiao hug her, remained motionless, and kept paying attention to the injury on her leg.

After an unknown amount of time, Sun Mengjiao's crying gradually stopped, and the weight on her shoulders tilted to the side. Zhao Zifeng glanced sideways, only to find that Sun Mengjiao, who was crying on his shoulders, was tired from crying, or was too worried. Heavy, fell asleep crying.

With a strong hand, he turned sideways, supported her waist, and slowly hugged her waist.

It was only after such a hug that I realized how much her weight had lost, and it was so much different from when I first met her.

He hugged her to the side of the bed, put her on the bed gently, and covered her with the quilt.

The plain quilt made her skin fairer, and the collar at her neck was skewed, revealing her sexy and prominent collarbone.

Her slender and thin eyelashes were hanging down, some of which were still wet and stuck together.

Tears were dripping from the corners of her eyes, and she remembered how pitifully she was crying just now.

Zhao Zifeng stretched out his knuckle fingers, hesitated for a moment in mid-air, and slowly rubbed the corners of her eyes with the pads of his fingers, feeling distressed and unbearable.

There were so many things on her mind hidden in her past.

He sat quietly on the edge of the bed, staring at her for a long time, seeing her in such a deep sleep, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, but his expression was very serious.

He got up and walked to the balcony, opened the door and closed it softly, glanced at Sun Mengjiao who was sleeping in the room, and seeing that she was not moving, he took out his cell phone and called Mr. Li.

He stood upright on the edge of the balcony, with one hand resting casually on the balcony railing, and the other hand holding the phone to his ear, revealing the expensive watch on his wrist, with an elegant and calm posture, and looking at his serious expression , but extremely aggressive.

"I'll leave Mengjiao's matter to you."

His voice is calm and magnetic, and it is extremely intimidating.

This is probably the aura that can only be exuded naturally by someone like Zhao Zifeng who has been in a high position for a long time.

"Don't worry, Mengjiao was brought out by me, I will pay special attention to it, what are you going to do about the company's affairs?"

……

After discussing the matter, the sky in the distance suddenly darkened. Dark clouds piled up and gradually engulfed the sun. The sky changed from blue to azure.

It looks like it's going to rain.

Zhao Zifeng looked into the distance, looked at the blocked sun, and said, "The mountain is about to rain and the wind is blowing over the building."

All night, Zhao Zifeng fell asleep with his arms around Sun Mengjiao, not to mention that Sun Mengjiao slept peacefully, he himself had a rare good sleep.

"woke up?"

Zhao Zifeng's drowsiness gradually dissipated, and the moment he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of black and white eyes with a slight smile, looking at him with his head resting on his hands.

Her voice was much clearer than yesterday, and she sounded in a better mood.

Zhao Zifeng propped up his hands, sat up from the bed, took her into his arms, looked down at her delicate and small ears, and played with his fingers lightly, "Coaxing you to sleep is quite difficult."

The little smiles in Sun Mengjiao's eyes disappeared immediately, and her eyebrows were twisted into a ball. She asked in confusion, "Coax me to sleep?"

Regardless of the fact that she wouldn't do such a thing, and she wasn't drunk, is Zhao Zifeng the kind of person who can lull people to sleep?
The answer is NO.

The corners of Zhao Zifeng's mouth curled up slightly, showing a nice curve, showing his white teeth slightly, and touched his neck with his fingers, "It's still wet here, it can't be washed off."

Sun Mengjiao was stunned, looked at it for a while in doubt, and then realized what he was talking about, immediately lowered her head, and muttered: "Maybe you are drooling at night..."

I cried so much yesterday that I couldn't care less about whether I was ugly or not, and where my tears fell.

This will be brought up, and when you are calm, you will inevitably have ups and downs.

"You today..."

She tried to change the subject, but she also wanted to ask from the bottom of her heart, is he at home today, who knows that just as the conversation started, Zhao Zifeng lifted the quilt and got out of bed, holding the phone in his hand, talking to the other party non-stop What.

Early in the morning, I entered the working state, which made people very uncomfortable.

Sun Mengjiao picked up the two pillows next to her, beat one of them twice, and slightly pouted the fans' lips. The teasing between the two of them in the morning made her feel better for no reason.

No worries, no worries, this kind of life is what she wants to have.

He was only wearing a simple and loose pajamas, which were exquisitely cut and had smooth lines, but it more and more outlined his muscular figure and outlined his perfect figure.

Facing the light of the morning sun, it came through from the elbow where he was holding the phone, and it just landed on the bed quilt. She couldn't help stretching out her fingers and clicking on his shadow.

And Zhao Zifeng, who turned around after the phone call, saw her actions, raised his eyebrows and said, "Three years old?"

Sun Mengjiao paused her hands, curled her pink lips, pointed to herself with a smile and asked, "I'm three years old?"

Zhao Zifeng didn't say a word, he raised his eyebrows lightly, and his eyes fell on his own shadow.

It goes without saying that she was talking about her actions just now, like a three-year-old child.

"The call just came, go out immediately, you remember to eat well."