Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

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Everything is quiet.

The air, time, the wind roaring outside, including Yuli hiding behind the curtains.

Yannian closed her eyes.

This sentence was killing her and almost exhausted all of her strength. She felt that she had no strength all over her body, and she would fall directly to the ground in the next second, and then fell into a slump.

For the first time in my life, I felt that "failure" was a wonderful word.

She doesn’t need anyone’s care or care, because without love there will be no pain, there will be no icy swarms, there will be no **** and thorny truth, and there will be no life. In so much helplessness.

She does not look at Jiang Beiyuan.

She dared not look.

Afraid to see the consternation and pain in his eyes, maybe he still hates her.

She directly bypassed him and walked in the direction of the room.

Yuli walked out from behind the curtain, looked at Yannian baffledly, licked the toes of her shoes, whimpered, and seemed to persuade her to take back what she had just said.

Yannian's hand rested on the door handle of the bedroom.

Next second.

A violent force pulled her over.

A warm chest was attached to her back, and a dumb and bewildered voice was in her ears.

"Where is my husband not doing well? Nian-nian tells her husband, eh?"

Jiang Beiyuan rubbed her hair, and his voice was so soft at this moment.

"Is my husband not good at cooking? Can I study again? If the money is not enough to spend, I will go back to the company tomorrow. I won’t lose my temper or temper my temper. I’ll go back to work immediately tomorrow. Whatever you want I'll buy it for you, and, there is..."

He is a little incoherent.

That proud, stubborn man was incoherent for the first time.

"In the future, drinking yogurt will definitely lick the lid. It will not be wasted. If you have something to hide from you, I will tell you everything you want to know. We will come to Japan for a long time. My husband will tell you slowly, OK?"

"enough……"

Yannian pulled off his hand that was lying horizontally on her waist and turned around. At this moment, those clear eyes were covered with red blood.

"Jiang Beiyuan, open your eyes and take a good look, I'm not good at all! I don't deserve you to be so good to me! My uterus is very cold and I am a waste who cannot give birth to a child! The ten-year mother is not a real mother. My real mother died to give birth to me! I don’t even know where my real mother was buried! What’s good about me? I’m lazy, poor and bad-tempered. What do you like about someone like me?"

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan stared at her quietly.

Her transparent eyes floated with a layer of water, and the depths were sad.

"Do you know about your mother?"

"Well...I know, I understand your thoughts, but I think we are still not suitable."

"It's not appropriate, because of the child?"

He is persuasive and patient.

Yannian doesn't know what to say. Children are the main reason, but there are other reasons.

She really felt that living with a man who was so much better than herself was so tired, so tired, so tired.

Before, she was heartless, careless, and only needed to manage her own food and clothing.

It's different now.

She started to care about so many things, she couldn't care less as before.

It's like she didn't care about the issue of women having children before.

No one lives for children, so why regard having children as the basis for defining the value of a woman.

What now?

She suddenly felt that not having a child was a great sin. This man gave her so much that she could not even give him a child.