His eyes and eyebrows became warm. He walked to the window sill and spoke on the phone with his eyebrows lowered.
"Well, wifey, I'll go back later, it should be about an hour."
“…”
"No, you have a good rest and I'll make dinner when I get back."
“…”
"Yes, I'll go back and wipe your neck to save you from yelling about getting stretch marks all day long."
“…”
"Okay, okay, I'll bring it to you."
While Jiang Beiyuan was on the phone, he was stroking the wedding ring on his ring finger, and his thin lips curved softly.
"Okay, I'll buy it for you. I know which restaurant you like to eat. Hmm. Are you hung up?"
“…”
"I know."
Jiang Beiyuan hung up the phone, and the tenderness on his face didn't have time to dissipate.
When they were on the phone, the last words Yan Nian said to him were -
I love you.
This girl doesn't know what's wrong, but she says I love you to him every day lately.
He was also hopeless and listened to it many times, but every time he heard it, it made his heart beat faster.
A man who is almost thirty years old still acts like a young boy. She acts coquettishly with him, gives him a soft thumb, says nice words and gives him a taste of sweetness, and he doesn’t even know his last name.
If a person really had a previous life, in his previous life, he should have been a slave dedicated to serving her.
She was his master, and he devoted himself to her.
Before the policeman on the side could appreciate the tenderness on Jiang Beiyuan's face for a while, the man stopped the smile on his face in the next second and walked over calmly.
"Let's go, I'll take you there." The policeman coughed twice.
Jiang Beiyuan hummed, and suddenly found that all the policemen in front of him liked to cough.
…
Compared to Xu Anqing's gentleness and tenderness, Zhou Rui's face looked haggard and unsightly.
She had a poor foundation to begin with. After plastic surgery, she spent a lot of money on skin care and high-end cosmetics every day, so she looked exquisite to outsiders.
Now without the support of cosmetics, she has not done any maintenance for several days, and the sequelae of plastic surgery have emerged.
Like now, Zhou Rui has heavy bags under her eyes, thick eyelids, and her face looks stiff and unnatural.
Jiang Beiyuan sat opposite Zhou Rui, and his eyes caught a flash of dark light on Zhou Rui's left wrist.
He frowned.
"This watch is the couple's watch you saw me wearing that time. You were unhappy and threw the watch away. I asked the cleaner to keep it."
At this moment, the "broken watch" that was once broken by Jiang Beiyuan was now worn on Zhou Rui's wrist.
Jiang Beiyuan wore a brand new watch on his wrist, which was a couple's watch for Yan Nian.
"This watch is broken. I originally wanted to have the dial repaired, but it couldn't be repaired and the hour hand stopped running. But I still like your watch very much. Before you got married, you kept wearing this watch. I've been wearing it for many years, do you mind if I give it to you now?"
Zhou Rui reached out and rubbed the dial.
"…what ever."
Jiang Beiyuan's long legs were crossed, just like when he was facing Xu Anqing, his expression was unstable and emotionless.
Zhou Rui lowered his head and suddenly sighed.
Her hair was spread out and hung messily on her forehead.
"I don't want to find a lawyer anymore. I know that I will definitely be sentenced to death, or death penalty. I carry two lives on my back. I sleep very uneasily every night. I dream about my father and the little boy who secretly photographed me. Girl, actually thinking about it now, I don’t know why I had so much courage when I committed the murder... "
"Then?"
Jiangbeiyuan was slightly impatient.
(End of chapter)