After rebirth, the domineering empress chased her husband

The time for the three of them passed quickly.

It's just an embarrassing thing.

This wooden bed.

It's very inconvenient to do anything at night.

the next day.

Nanjiu got up and sorted everything out.

Go to the bed.

A gentle kiss of cold smoke.

"Honey, I'm going to work."

Han Yan was still smiling gently in her sleep.

The days of being pampered.

She is very much like a child.

Soon after, Mengbao also started going to school nearby.

Hanyan stays at home every day.

Bored.

Sometimes Nanjiu would share with her some scenic photos that she took along the way.

Waiting for Hanyan to reply.

Nan Jiu was like a stone that sank to the bottom of the sea.

No response at all.

But she never gave it much thought.

After all, two people need trust to be together.

Until one night.

The cute baby fell asleep early.

Hanyan is taking a shower in the bathroom.

Nanjiu's voice chatting could be clearly heard outside the door.

Han Yan's heart skipped a beat.

"Second Master, are you talking to me?"

I don't quite believe that Erye would call anyone else.

Han Yan couldn't help but ask.

"Han Yan doesn't have it!"

After replying, Nan Jiu took his phone and walked out the door.

The cold smoke of the bath.

Let the hot water rinse.

Worried.

Countless fantasies in my heart.

But the second master is so good to me.

Even he is very tired every day.

She hurried back to cook for herself and her son.

Han Yan shook her head vigorously.

Try hard to get bad thoughts out of your mind.

Hanyan finished her bath.

I found out that Nanjiu was not at home.

After blowing her hair, Han Yan sat on the very old sofa.

Head resting on the sofa.

The fingers of both hands are clasped together.

I feel very confused.

But countless reasons told me.

there is nothing.

after a little while.

There was a creaking sound of a door opening.

Nanjiu opened it.

The first thing that catches your eye is the cold smoke.

Nanjiu looked a little uncomfortable.

Turn around and close the door.

"Sister Yan, you haven't gone to bed yet."

Nan Jiu's voice broke the deathly silence.

Han Yan looked up.

Poker face.

Looking at Nan Jiu's nonchalant face.

Maybe Nanjiu really doesn't have anything.

After all, it is not easy for him to make a living.

Nanjiu originally had very fair skin.

I'm getting a little darker from being outside in the sun every day to make a living.

And the eye sockets are deep.

And I am still suspicious.

Do you feel very sorry for him?

but.

Countless questions pop up in my mind.

"Waiting for you?"

In the end, Han Yan responded lightly.

Or maybe give him a chance to explain.

Nan Jiu bent down and picked him up horizontally.

The two entered the room together.

Until the end, Nanjiu did not confess on his own initiative.

Han Yan also felt understanding.

Grit your teeth and swallow it.

the next day.

Hanyan sends Mengbao to school.

Wait until evening.

The phone rings.

"We're having a dinner tonight, you and your son can order something to eat."

See the information.

Sent from Nanjiu.

Han Yan was stunned for a few seconds.

Come back to your senses.

Didn’t he say it was a company of only two people?

How do two people have dinner together?

"Mommy, isn't Daddy back yet?"

The cute baby sat on a small stool nearby.

A large stool serves as a desk.

Lying on it and writing.

Listening to my father's message.

asked.

"Son, um, Dad said he had something to do, so he told us to just eat something today."

Order takeout on Meituan.

While talking.

Maybe I should learn how to cook.

The second master is so lucky.

He also cooks for the woman after get off work every day.

It is indeed difficult for him.

soon.

After the two of them finished eating.

It’s almost nine o’clock.

Still haven't waited for Nanjiu to come back.

Han Yan held the cell phone.

Walked around the room countless times.

The first one worried about his safety.

The second sixth sense told myself.

His is no ordinary dinner party.

Han Yan couldn't help but dial the phone number.

Hesitated for a long time.

Finally, I pressed the call button.

Just ring it to the end.

I couldn’t even get Nanjiu to answer the call.

I dialed several times in a row.

Finally received a text message.

"I'm singing. I'll be back soon."

Han Yan stared at her phone.

The heart side drops to the bottom.

But think about it, as long as it is not a matter of principle.

There's nothing wrong with singing a song.

I had no choice but to go back to my room and sleep.

The whole person was lying on the bed.

I thought of countless possibilities.

After all, it's not like she knows nothing.

More suspicious.

Is his boss a female boss?

He rarely replies to messages at work.

Rarely answers the phone.

Helplessly curled up in the quilt.

Head buried deep between the blankets.

I don’t know how long it took.

The door opened.

Han Yan pretended to be asleep.

Nan Jiu walked into the room.

Glanced at Han Yan.

Give Hanyan a light kiss on her hair.

It was this kiss.

Han Yan was obviously kissing a different scent of perfume.

The heartbeat suddenly stopped.

My heart aches deeply.

But how can I believe it?

Nanjiu who deeply loves himself.

no no.

Definitely Not.

impossible.

He shook his head vigorously.

Tears from my eyes flowed from the corners of my eyes onto the pillow.

It wasn't until soon that Nanjiu lifted the quilt.

He put his arms around Han Yan's waist.

Han Yan pretended to be asleep and broke free.

After that day.

Hanyan often calls Nanjiu.

But he didn't answer.

Instead, send a message back.

That day, Hanyan sent the cute baby away.

According to the address given by Nanjiu.

Went to his workplace.

Hanyan is in a corner outside the company.

The company is indeed small.

Not so much the company.

Might as well say.

It's a small shop.

Simple computer equipment inside.

and a reception desk.

It couldn’t be simpler.

At this time.

A woman walked in with a bag on her back and breakfast in her hands.

Through the glass window.

The woman handed the breakfast in her hand to Nanjiu.

Nan Jiu was very cold.

But it was still a polite result breakfast.

Han Yan, who was standing at the door, looked for a long time.

There is no one else in the company.

There is only Nanjiu and that woman.

And it’s almost noon.

The two got into a white car.

Han Yan was afraid of being discovered.

Hide in the corner.

Until you get to the car.

Han Yan immediately dialed the cell phone.

On the other end of the phone.

Still no answer.

Instead, I received a text message.

"Sister Yan, I'm out here taking care of tourists."

See the information.

There is a low artillery room on the side of Hanyanxin.

The phone accidentally fell to the ground.

Back against the wall.

Slowly slide down the wall.

Sitting on the ground.

My mind is full of images of Nanjiu and other women.

Doesn’t he love himself very much?

Aren't I his only one?

But his smile.

concern.

Gave it to others.

And their intimacy is no less than my own.

Nan Jiu.

How could you.

How could you deceive me like this?

Do not,

No.

Just when Han Yan's heart was aching.

Suddenly plunged into darkness.

dreaming.

A version of myself in ancient costume appeared in a dark corner.

"Haha, have you forgotten what Nanbeijiu did to you? Have you forgotten?

For the sake of power and the world, he personally stabbed your heart with a long knife. Have you forgotten? Ah! Hahahaha. You forgot, right? Come, let me teach you a lesson."

Han Yan in ancient costume in the darkness.

Holding a dagger in his hand.

Towards the heart of modern Hanyan.

Insert it hard.

Han Yan's heart ached to the bone.

The whole body turns white.

My forehead hurts so much.

Breaking into a cold sweat.

“Ah! Ah! It hurts.”

Concentrate on the piercing pain.

The sound of laughter echoed in the darkness.

The sound of a dagger stabbing the heart again and again.

Sudden.

"Wow"

A chill came over me.

Han Yan woke up in pain.

Slowly open your eyes.

Huh, it turned out to be a dream.

But my whole body was soaked.

It turned out that he was woken up by someone splashing water on him.