Private spoiled wife: husband, please give me a hug - Chapter 669

Zhan Tingchen never lacks patience with Jiang Zien. As long as Jiang Zien is by his side, he will always be the most intimate one.

When Jiang Zien returned to his home, he found that night lights were installed in almost all the obscure corners of his home, which would light up everywhere at night.

Jiang Zien can’t be moved by this intention.

After that time, Jiang Zi’en never saw Wang Lan again, and she didn’t ask. No matter what Wang Lan did in the end, it was all his own sin and had nothing to do with others.

“Where’s my daughter?”

Jiang Zien, who has recovered his memory, regains his usual composure when facing Jiang Zhuo.

“Stay with me for a few days.”

Jiang Zhuo looked at the faces of Jiang Zi’en and Zhan Tingchen on the screen and said blandly.

“If you want to have children by yourself, what’s the matter with stealing other people’s children all the time?”

Jiang Zhuo looks at Jiang Zien, who has a bright tongue. Suddenly, he misses Jiang Zien when he lost his memory.

Speaking of giving birth to a child, Jiang Zhuo’s soft face appeared unconsciously in his mind.

“If you have a disease, you should treat it quickly. I don’t need you to worry about my affairs.”

Jiang Zhuo mercilessly retorted.

“No matter what, I’m also your sister-in-law. Isn’t it reasonable for me to express my sympathy, or does Jiang always have some unknown thoughts?”

Jiang Zien looks at Jiang Zhuo with a smile.

Jiang Zhuo felt like a lump in his throat when he heard the word “sister-in-law”.

“Meddling is short-lived.”

Jiang Zhuo dropped a sentence and then hung up the video decisively.

Jiang Zi’en looks at the black screen and smiles. Jiang Zhuo just pretends to be cold and fierce.

Jiang Zien’s eyes flashed a trace of bitterness. She didn’t want to cure her mental illness, but since she was ill, she couldn’t be so easy to cure.

As the saying goes, good fortune never comes together, but bad fortune never comes alone.

Because a wave just flat, a wave again, Jiang Zi en’s diagnosis book was put on the Internet, everyone knows that Zhan’s president’s wife is a mental illness “neuropathy”.

It’s said that there are few people who send charcoal in the snow, but there are many people who come down from the well. What’s not lacking on the Internet is people who come down from the well. There are thousands of “Wang Lan and Jiang man” on the Internet, and people who envy Jiang Zien are everywhere.

“President Zhan’s wife is a psycho!”

“Sure enough, people can’t judge their appearance. People in the upper class have secrets.”

“Divorce quickly, don’t drag down the most valuable man in Hangzhou!”

A lot of people knock out a word with the movement of their fingers, which is as simple as eating and drinking water, but sometimes their word will become a sharp blade, and it will plunge into the heart of the people they attack, dripping with blood.

The most direct consequence of the release of this certificate was that Jiang Zi’en’s spirit was stimulated and his illness aggravated again.

For Jiang Zien, the word “psychosis” is like a nightmare that haunts her.

In the room, the curtains were tightly drawn, the door was closed, and all the lights were turned off. Jiang Zien sat alone in the corner of the room, silent and motionless.

If someone comes near Jiang Zien at this time, she will find that her whole body is shaking, but she bites her lower lip to suppress her impulse to escape.

“Jiang Zien, you are crazy!”

The door was kicked open by Zhan Tingchen, and there was light shining in.

Zhan Tingchen pulls up Jiang Zien in the corner, and his temper, which is on the verge of outburst, is forced back by him, because the person in his hand has been shaking slightly.

There is already a wet stall on the ground. I don’t know whether it is sweat or tears.

Zhan Tingchen sighs helplessly. Seeing this kind of Jiang Zien, he only has heartache and no temper. He gently hugs Jiang Zien into his arms, and his broad hand gently pats Jiang Zien’s back. His eyes are full of pity.

“Zhan Tingchen, I can’t do it. I’m useless!”

Jiang Zi’en looks at Zhan Tingchen with tears streaming down his face. His body is still shaking slightly. What worries Zhan Tingchen most is that Jiang Zi’en has begun to deny himself, which is the precursor of the aggravation of his illness.

At this time, Jiang Zien was more vulnerable than ever.

Jiang Zien’s tears are like the sharp blade dripping on Zhan Tingchen’s heart, which pricks his heart.

“With me, you don’t need to be invincible, I will be your forever dependence.”

Zhan Tingchen looks at Jiang Zien and says word by word.

Jiang Zien shook his head desperately, his mood was on the verge of collapse again, and his hand was beating his head.

Zhan Tingchen holds Jiang Zien in his arms to stop her almost self mutilation.

“Jiang Zien, calm down and look at me. I’m Zhan Tingchen!”

Zhan Tingchen forces Jiang Zien to look him in the eyes.

Jiang Zien’s eyes were full of tears. Zhan Tingchen was so close that she could not see him clearly.Jiang Zi’en looked at Zhan Tingchen’s reason and his mood was not as excited as just now.

Jiang Zien thought of her performance just now and looked at herself in disbelief. Did she get sick just now

“Zhan Tingchen…”

Jiang Zien called out Zhan Tingchen’s name again and again, as if these three words had a magical effect.

“Zi en, I have something to show you.”

Zhan Tingchen’s slender fingers tucked Jiang Zien’s messy broken hair behind his ears. He took Jiang Zien’s hand and came to the screening hall step by step.

When Jiang Zien saw the box in Zhan Tingchen’s hand, she felt that her breathing stopped obviously. She was very familiar with the box.

When she lost her memory, one of the important reasons why she went with Wang Lan on the premise of knowing that Wang Lan might have a bad heart was because of this box, which was the thing of master Jiang before he died.

Jiang Zi’en was brought to the Jiang family from the orphanage by Mr. Jiang, so if we want to say which family member she has the deepest feelings with in the Jiang family, then there is no doubt that it must be Mr. Jiang.

“Why do you have this box?”

Jiang Zien’s hand trembled and touched the simple wooden box. Every grain on it was carefully carved by master Jiang himself.

Instead of waiting for Zhan Tingchen’s answer, Jiang Zien looked at the screen and burst into tears.

The huge projector shows a kind smile. It’s not other people on the screen. It’s really the old man of the Jiang family.

“Zi en, when you see this video, you have already grown up. It’s a pity that your grandfather can’t accompany you to grow up.”

Just this sentence, Jiang Zien’s tears have burst the dike, she has not heard her grandfather’s voice for many years.

“Zi en, my grandfather sometimes thinks that it was good or bad to bring you back.”

When the old man said this, his turbid eyes were moist.

Jiang Zien bit her lower lip and shook her head. It’s not like this. Her grandfather gave her a second life. Before her grandfather died, Jiang Zien’s whole childhood was happy.

Because master Jiang really loves him.

“Zi en, grandfather is not in good health. He can’t grow up with you.”

Master Jiang knows his physical condition very well, but Jiang Zien is the one he is most worried about.

“But Zi en, you have to remember that you have to keep your heart strong at any time. Only those who are strong in heart have enough courage and perseverance to face those unknown challenges.”

This video across time and space is so vivid in front of us.

When she cares about some details, Jiang Zien will be very happy. But when she doesn’t care about this, we also care about the journey. Now it’s the living ring color. In fact, it’s very tight to go home for a long time. There are also some surprises in the quotations of greasy girls.

At this time, Jiang Zien is like a good baby, looking at the big screen.

The video is not long. It’s fixed on Mr. Jiang’s kind smile.

At this time, Jiang Zien’s heart seemed to be suddenly unblocked.

If Wang Lan is the source of the darkest and most painful memories of Jiang Zi’en’s whole childhood, then his grandfather is the source of all the happiness of Jiang Zi’en’s childhood.

Master Jiang is the “white moonlight” of Jiang Zien’s childhood.

All of a sudden, the brightly lit fighters fell into darkness.

Jiang Zi’en had a moment of panic. After all, his mental illness could not be overcome.

“You see.”

Zhan Tingchen holds Jiang Zien’s hand tightly.

Jiang Zien saw the scene outside through the window and was stunned for a moment.

Because it’s really beautiful.

Dark night, no trace of light, but there are countless stars shining outside the window.

“In the dark, there are not only dark narrow paths, narrow animals that can’t see light, but also fireflies that are dying with their own afterglow.”

With the fireflies flying outside the window, Zhan Tingchen’s low voice sounded. The beautiful scenery in front of him, coupled with Zhan Tingchen’s words, is like a perfect painting, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

This is the first time since Jiang Zien’s accident that the darkness is not as terrible as he thought.

I’m a warfighter.

Selena is caught by Zhan Tingchen to play with Jiang Zien.

Zhan Tingchen, Xu Jingan, Gu Xuan and Jiang Zhuo are sitting in the living room. There is a strange harmony in them.

Several big men are sitting face to face, but no one looks at them. They are not thin skinned, so embarrassment will never happen to these men.

“Would you like to play a few games?”

Selena raised two sets of cards in her hand.

Jiang Zien looked at Selena with some surprise, and pulled several presidents of Hangzhou’s top giants to fight against the landlords together. I’m afraid other people dare not even think about it except fan Qiuyu.Jiang Zien sits next to Zhan Tingchen and watches some men play cards. He always feels strange. Shouldn’t these business tycoons join hands to discuss the future market development trend? Why are they so happy to fight against landlords?

Zhan Yu and Rui’an are a little curious, and their eyes are full of curiosity.

But they were even more sad after they came together, because they found that on this card table, they seemed to be the bets of these elders, which were not very valuable.

Two children are autistic, this family can’t stay, everyday is despised.

Many people are waiting for Jiang Zien to have a mental illness. In their opinion, how can a rich family like Zhan want a girl with a problem in mind.

“Simple happiness.”

Jiang Zien took a picture of four men looking at the cards seriously and posted it on his microblog.

Suddenly, Jiang Zien’s microblog was like a frying pan, which instantly rose to the official propaganda position.

“Lying trough, my man is playing cards. He is a God. How can he go down to earth to play cards?”

“Isn’t this the account number of Zhan’s psychotic wife?”

“It’s so eye-catching for the four beautiful men to get together!”

“Ah, the trough is empty!”

“This psychopath hasn’t been expelled from the warlord yet?”

Selena and Jiang Zien are picking up other people’s comments.

At the beginning, Selena and Jiang Zien talked and laughed, but the more she went on, the more serious her face became, because she saw a lot of rubbish and ugly comments.

“Zhan Tingchen, you don’t care if your wife is bullied?”

Selena said, holding up her cell phone.

Jiang Zi’en was stunned for a moment. How could she feel like a kindergarten child coming home to seek comfort after being bullied outside.