The Reluctant Bride

"Belle." Qiao Xinwan looked helpless, looked at Belle, held her to turn her face to look at Gu Xuewu, her voice was a little soft: "Bell, come, look, this is Dad. Dad, Dad ."

Belle glanced at Gu Xuewu, quickly turned away, and buried her small face on Qiao Xinwan's neck.

Such a resisting appearance was really not what Qiao Xinwan expected. He raised his head and looked at Gu Xuewu with a look of helplessness.

"She's afraid of living, so I guess I will give her some more time."

"Forget it." Gu Xuewu shook his head. In fact, his heart was very depressed, but there was no way he was depressed. His daughter was still young and couldn't say anything. He could only wait for her to get used to it and get used to himself: "I live here anyway. I have time, take it slowly with her."

"Okay." Qiao Xinwan took her daughter back to Aunt Zhou and looked at Gu Xuewu: "You haven't recovered from your injury. I will take you to rest. The doctor said you must pay attention to rest."

"Okay." Gu Xuewu was not as fragile as she thought, but seeing her so nervous, she still felt very comfortable, and obediently followed her back to her room.

Next is the time for how he conquered his daughter's heart. He didn't believe it anymore. With Belle every day, would she not accept herself? That's really weird.

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Zheng Qimei went downstairs, carefully pushed the cart out of the elevator, and out of the community, she saw Tang Yanan standing there.

It is already autumn in City C, but the autumn tiger is still very powerful and it is not cold at all. Tang Yanan stood there with a simple white shirt and black trousers, and when he saw her coming out, he walked a few steps here.

When Zheng Qimei saw him, she treated her son as if she hadn't seen it, pushed her son past him, and headed toward her shop.

Tang Yanan's face flashed a little bit of emotions that he didn't know what it was, he did not speak, and silently followed Zheng Qimei behind.

When the store door was opened, Zheng Qimei opened the door, and Tang Yanan took the initiative to push the rolling gate up.

Zheng Qimei didn't thank him, entered the door, pushed Xiao Nian's cart in, and then began to clean up, preparing to open the door for business.

Tang Yanan stood there, watching her movements, not knowing how to react.

He couldn't remember anything about him and Zheng Qimei. I can't remember even a little bit, and my head hurts terribly if I think about it.

But Zheng Qimei is his wife and Xiao Nian is his son. He can't just let it go.

When he forgot, he had a wife and a child. And he had no idea how to face these two people.

Want to talk to Zheng Qimei, but she has been very busy. Organize the shelves, hang up the clothes and arrange them. Passing by him occasionally, as if I didn't see him.

Soon, the two requested shop assistants also came, and Zheng Qimei was also not idle. The season was about to change, and she wanted to contact the purchase. The manufacturer mentioned some new models last time. She plans to take a look these two days.

Arrange those catalogues on the coffee table. The posters of several newly recommended models were hung out and placed in the window. If there are guests who want it, you can book it as soon as possible

When she was almost busy, she heard Xiao Nian's cry, put down her work, and picked up Xiao Nian.

As she thought, the diaper was wet, so she changed Xiao Nian's diaper and watched him stop crying, but turned her little face, wanting to drink milk. She smiled, walked to the counter and sat down and nursed Xiao Nian.

From beginning to end, Tang Yanan sat in the store looking at her. But she treated him as if he did not exist.

So until the evening, Zheng Qimei closed the shop. She never looked at Tang Yanan. Closed the door, pushing Xiao Nian home. Only halfway through, Tang Yanan stood in front of her.

"Sister Zheng, let's talk." He realized that he didn't like this feeling. A few days ago, when Seven Sister Zheng was injured, he obviously injured her at that time. But her attitude towards him has not been like today.

"What are you talking about?" Zheng Qimei's hands on the cart tightened a bit, her eyes resisting and defensive. Move back a bit and stare at Tang Yanan's face: "Tell me, what are you talking about?"

"I..." Tang Yanan looked at her eyes, shining like stars under the street lamp. Looking across her arm, she is wearing long sleeves today. He couldn't see the scar on her hand, but it was clear that the scar must still be there.

"Sorry."

"I'm sorry?" Zheng Qimei wanted to laugh a little, "I'm sorry?"

"Your injury..."

"My injury is healed." Zheng Qimei looked at him, the smile did not reach her eyes, only a cold: "I want to apologize. You should apologize when you hurt me."

"You..." At the time, she obviously didn't blame herself. Tang Yanan wanted to say this, but couldn't say it. What he didn't understand was that Zheng Qimei had just returned from the death line. He was merciful, and she was naturally relieved. If you want to be angry after a fright, you can't get angry.

Because he didn't kill her, letting go of Xiao Nian already made her emotionally complicated, moved, and grateful.

And now, he knew that he was her wife and child. She wanted to come back, she hadn't told Tang Yanan, the past between herself and him, that can only show that Xuanyuanzhen told him.

She didn't know why Xuanyuanzhen suddenly showed this kindness to him. But my heart is very desperate. Because that meant that no matter how many things happened between her and him, no matter how merciful he was to her, it was no better than a word Xuanyuanzhen said to him.

In Tang Yanan's heart, the most important person is not her, not her son, but Xuanyuanzhen. This recognition is what makes Zheng Qimei resent.

Therefore, you can not complain when you are shot, but you have to complain at this time. And Tang Yanan will never understand the psychology of such a woman. I just feel that things can't go on like this.

"Sister Zheng, your child is mine, and you are my wife. I..." At this point, Tang Yanan didn't know what to say later, and was stunned.

"What are you?" Zheng Qimei looked at his face and waited for an answer indifferently.

Tang Yanan sighed: "Give me a chance and let me take care of you."

He didn't remember the past, but he missed the few days when Zheng Qimei was injured and he took care of the two mothers and children. He found that he didn't hate that feeling.

"No need." Zheng Qimei refused without giving Tang Yanan a chance: "I'm having a good life and don't need you to take care of it. The same is true for my son. I will take good care of him and I won't need you."

Dropping this sentence, she pushed the car past him and walked forward. Since she believes in Xuanyuanzhen so much, and since he cares about every word Xuanyuanzhen says, then go with Xuanyuanzhen, don't disturb her life.

She can be fine alone. After thinking that Tang Yanan was dead, and he came back from the dead, but lost his memory and forgot about himself, and even shot her at her, she can really live well.

She has a determined tone and a tough attitude. Tang Yanan watched her leave and wanted to stop her, but he had no courage. Yes. Zheng Qimei is a brave woman, you can see all her actions. Even without herself, she can live well. She really doesn't need him. No need at all.

Does he just give up like this? Let her live the life by herself, regardless of whether she is good or bad? Watching her take her son alone, and then her life has nothing to do with him. is it?

"Sister Zheng has suffered a lot for you, you must treat her well." Xuanyuanzhen's words rang through his mind. Tang Yanan nodded unconsciously. Indeed, he can't just do it.

Zheng Qimei was angry that he had forgotten her. There was no way. After all, he really forgot, then he can only work hard to get her to accept him, agree to let him take care of her, and live with them in the future.

With a decision in his heart, Tang Yanan was not in a hurry, turned around, and walked in the direction where he stopped. The coming day is long, he takes it slowly.

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Qiao Xinwan took a shower and got out of the bathroom. When she saw Gu Xuewu in the room, she was taken aback. Then it occurred to me that Gu Xuewu was discharged from the hospital today and followed her back to Qiao's house.

But just now, he was still chatting with his father in the study room downstairs. Why did he come up so quickly?

"I have a good shower. You can go and wash it." Qiao Xinwan was about to sit down in front of the dressing table. Gu Xuewu stepped forward at this time and stood in front of her, looking over Qiao Xinwan, who was surrounded by only a bath towel.

Feeling light. Her hair was still dripping with water, and the moisture on her shoulders hadn't dispersed, and she looked a bit delicate and tender, looking very attractive and inviting.

"Why don't you wait for me?" Gu Xuewu hooked his arm and put his arm around Qiao Xinwan's waist: "Wait for me to wash it together,"

Qiao Xinwan blushed, and put her hands on his chest: "Gu Xuewu, you, can you be a little safer?"

Although the stitches have been removed, the wound is still there. How much should I control?

"No." Gu Xuewu put a hand on her shoulder, rubbed the delicate skin of her shoulder with a rough fingertip, his deep black eyes were slightly narrowed, and his voice was lowered a bit: "I want you to help me take a bath. .".

"Gu Xuewu." Qiao Xinwan's shoulder shuddered because of his movements: "I, I have already washed it."

"Wash it again." Gu Xuewu leaned down and stared at her flushed cheeks: "Follow me in."

"You, you can go too far." Qiao Xinwan regretted a bit, how could she have forgotten that this guy has a preference for the bathroom: "I. I'm going to blow my hair. If you do, you can wash it, if you don't wash it. I don't. Take care of you."

"I'll take care of you." After Gu Xuewu finished speaking, with both hands pressed hard, he hugged her and went to the bathroom.

Qiao Xinwan whispered, and instinctively wanted to leave his arms: "Gu Xuewu. You, your injury."

She is not light, he holds himself in this way, and he is not afraid of the wound pain.

"It's okay." Gu Xuewu hugged her into the bathroom: "If you are really afraid of my wound, please help me take a bath."

"You, you..." Qiao Xin couldn't speak politely. It felt like he really hugged himself into the bathroom again, and then put her down, with his hands against her forehead, with a small face: "Then, let's say it first. Just take a bath, you can't bully me."

"Can't what?" Gu Xuewu raised his eyebrows, his face didn't hear clearly.

"You can't bully me." Qiao Xinwan was afraid of him: "Otherwise, I won't help you wash it."

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First today. I suddenly thought of a word. The man is reliable. . . . What is the following sentence? You understand.

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