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Song Nanyan was holding the phone and talking to Sheng Xi, "So it's okay if you really want to marry Mr. Su. Ah!"

An unprepared force struck Song Nanyan's mind involuntarily. The recent news about perverted stalking in the community appeared in Song Nanyan's mind. His whole heart was suspended. The man held her arm and leaned against the wall behind her. When he hit the cold wall, he was in a habitual posture - he stretched out his hand to protect her back, and then leaned forward.

The cold light, the hazy moonlight. She finally saw clearly that the man's beautiful and seductive eyes were his
The fear in her heart disappeared in an instant, she murmured, "Jiang Yan."

The man had a gloomy and handsome face, he pursed his thin lips tightly and did not speak, his slender fingers domineeringly grabbed the phone from her hand, and said coldly to Sheng Xi who was also scared on the other side of the phone,

"Hung up the phone first, I have something to tell her."

Then hung up the phone quickly, and threw the phone into her slit bag beside her. The atmosphere fell silent for a while, and Song Nanyan stared at Jiang Yan's long-lost face, startled.

Did he hear what she just said?
The man stared at her face heavily, the anger and tension in his eyes turned into forbearance in the end, he stretched out his hand to pinch her chin,
"Since you want to get married, why don't you choose me?"

Song Nanyan was slightly startled, and forgot to answer his words for a moment.

Jiang Yan tried his best to restrain himself from the urge to question why she was hiding from her children, why she married another man, her slender fingers gently stroked her cheeks, the whispers between lovers were helpless and affectionate,

"I'll give you whatever you want, why don't you choose me?"

After a brief silence, Song Nanyan slowly raised his head, met Jiang Yan's gaze, and answered him firmly without hesitation,

"not good."

The man's hand touching her face stopped.

"Jiang Yan, we agreed to get together and leave, so don't pester me anymore, okay?"

She slapped his hand off with exhaustion in her voice. She didn't know when it started, but every time she met him, she ended in exhaustion.

Song Nanyan was holding a handbag and stepping on high heels, and walked slowly towards Jiang Yan's back. The moment she passed by, Jiang Yan finally made a move, reached out and grabbed her wrist,

"I haven't been home for three years, and my mother and I haven't seen each other for three years. I don't touch anything you don't like. I know you hate it, but what should I do, Nanyan, you can treat a stranger Let him have a chance to try, what about me?"

Song Nanyan's back froze, Jiang Yan held her wrist, and increased his strength, "I don't want anything for you, now you say I'm pestering you? But wasn't it you who provoked me in the first place?"

Jiang Yan turned around slowly, looked at Song Nanyan's back, and then pulled her into his arms with all his strength. Song Nanyan subconsciously wanted to break free, but he couldn't resist the man's strength at all.

Jiang Yan hugged her tightly, wishing to press her into his own flesh and blood. He changed from his previous cynical, hoarse voice in her ear Domineering and affectionate announcement,

"Let me tell you, it's impossible. It's impossible to let you go from my side in this life. You walked into my world first, and once you're in, there's no reason to leave."

He thought about forgetting Song Nanyan and forgetting each other, but it was useless.

During the time when he left country A in the United States, he arranged for someone to take care of her affairs, but he never took the initiative to ask. He kept her safe and worry-free throughout her life, and he resisted not having anything to do with her from now on, so he stayed In the United States refused to come back.

But he knew that it was useless, when Luo Ru stood on the stage and confessed to him, what appeared in his mind was the scene of Song Nanyan holding his hand to cross the road.

The girl's young, good-looking and energetic face broke into his world without any explanation, took his hand in the countdown seconds of the red light, and said to him, "Jiang Yan, I like you, after passing this red light you will Want me to be together."

Then she pulled him to run, and among the endless crowd, she took him with her, which was a memory he would never forget.

So how could he let her go so willingly?
Song Nanyan froze in place, the memories of the past are so good, but now there is really only exhaustion left.

She slowly stretched out her hand, pushed his chest away, and looked up at him, "But Jiang Yan, his love will be exhausted one day."

Jiang Yan didn't speak, and squeezed her arm hard, Song Nanyan's attitude became more determined,

"I'm really tired, and I have to get up early to film tomorrow, so don't talk about this issue anymore, okay?"

She spoke to him in a sincere tone, as if everything had returned to the previous stalemate.

Jiang Yan slowly, reluctantly, let go of her hand, and she immediately ran upstairs as if fleeing.

He watched her leaving back with deep eyes.

How can I get you to accept me again?What else to do?
Song Nanyan walked into the house with the key, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw the nanny walking over with Shiqi in his arms, "You're back."

Seventeen babbled and called "Mom" to Song Nanyan, and the exhaustion at that moment seemed to disappear immediately.

Song Nanyan put the bag aside, took Xiao Shiqi from the nanny's hand, "Will Shi Qi be good today?"

"Be good, be good, I have never seen two such well-behaved children, seventeen is also very good, let alone fifteen, I have never seen such a small child who will always hold Ben You can stay quietly all afternoon, Miss Song, you are so lucky to have such two twins."

The nanny couldn't help but praise.

Song Nanyan stroked Shiqi's furry little head. Fifteen, who was sitting on the sofa flipping a book over there, jumped off the sofa when he saw Song Nanyan came back, ran towards this side with short legs, hugged Song Nanyan's calf, black The big grape-like eyes smiled at Song Nanyan.

Usually Shiwu is very cold as an elder brother, but when he sees Song Nanyan, he is very happy.

Seeing the three people with super good looks, the nanny couldn't help but sigh, "The father of the child is too lucky to have such a good wife and twins. But who is the father of the child, why haven't I seen him?" he."

The nanny also just came here for a month, so she didn't know about Song Nanyan's situation. Song Nanyan put Shi Qi on the child seat and said, "I'm divorced, so Shi Qi doesn't have a father."

"Hey, why did you get divorced at a young age? After that, it will affect the schooling of the two children."

The nanny couldn't help chattering and said, "You young people, you can't get along well, and you have to get divorced. Look at how hard it is for you to take care of your two children now."

"It's not hard." Song Nanyan patted Shiwu's head, "With them, I don't think anything is hard."

"But what about the children going to school in the future? In the schools here in the imperial capital, you can't go to school without a registered permanent residence. Have you registered the registered permanent residence for your child?"

night.

After Song Nanyan took care of everything, she put the two children to sleep in the baby room. The nanny's words rang in her ears, and she froze in a daze.

It is also easy to apply for a child's household registration. She is not an unmarried child. She obtained the certificate with Jiang Yan at the beginning. Now she is a divorced single mother. As long as she brings the relevant documents, she can register for the household registration. It's just that...
The problem that every single-parent family will care about is the child's growth. Fifteen and Seventeen are so cute. When they grow up, they will ask her about their father one day.

Especially Fifteen, Song Nanyan always felt that Fifteen was very precocious, obviously less than two years old, and could stay for an entire afternoon holding a book, sometimes she didn't know if Fifteen could understand it.

"Ma Ma." Xiao Shiqi stretched out his hand to touch Song Nanyan's face, and Song Nanyan came back to his senses.

Fifteen had already fallen asleep on the side obediently, only Shi Qi was still looking at her with big eyes blinking, Song Nanyan patted her on the back lightly and hummed a lullaby to lull her to sleep.

at the same time.

Jiang Yan returned to Lanting Pavilion, looking at the empty room alone. Although he hadn't been here for a long time, the cleaning staff would come to clean up regularly every week.

He was sitting on the sofa, the lights were not turned on in the room, and what he was holding in his hand was the photo he had snatched from Bai Zhi back then.

A bell rang outside the door. He got up and opened the door. Jing Xiunian stood outside the door with one hand in his pocket. Seeing Jiang Yan's decadent face when he opened the door, he sneered.
"Such a distraught look?"

Jiang Yan was too lazy to play tricks with him, so he turned his head and walked back, "Speak up if you have something to do, and get out if you have nothing to do."

Nian Jingxiu walked in with his slender legs, looked at the photo Jiang Yan was holding, and said in disgust,
"A photo is worth looking at, so what about the ones I have here?"

"What?" Jiang Yan raised his head, and as soon as he finished speaking, he saw an unknown object flying towards him, and he caught it - a thick envelope.

He glanced at Jing Xiunian, and the man stood by the window, "Open it and have a look, don't be too moved."

"Screw you."

Jiang Yan opened the envelope, and there were dozens of photos inside. He was stunned, and then looked carefully. All the photos were about Song Nanyan and the two twins, from childhood to adulthood, and all stages of each period.

Jing Xiunian said lightly,

"I've never seen you chasing a woman like this for almost ten years. You're useless."

Jiang Yan directly raised his foot and kicked it, "Aren't you also eaten to death by your wife, so you have the nerve to say me."

Jing Xiunian sneered, "I won't be eaten by my daughter-in-law, will I be eaten by you?"

Jiang Yan felt a chill, "Please shut up."

"Look at your photos carefully, and transfer the money if you talk nonsense, 1000 yuan per photo."

Jiang Yan gave him a disgusted look, and then looked down at the photo. When he saw the group photo of Song Nanyan's baby, his hands were shaking.

Jing Xiunian's words resounded in the quiet room, "Only the photos a year later were taken by someone I arranged to follow. The photos a year ago were all found by someone in the hospital for surveillance and found through various channels."