Normally, he would ignore her when she got angry with him.
Because every time he looked at this face, most of the anger in his heart was gone. He would spoil the girl he chose until he cried.
Just like now.
Seeing her sleeping soundly, he felt very calm and at ease.
Whether she is working hard outside or making so much money from stock market operations, it is just to give her and her children a better and more comfortable life.
The sight gradually shifts...
Whenever Yan Nian was not sleeping in Jiang Beiyuan's arms, he would frown and clenched his fists together, looking very insecure.
Jiang Beiyuan gently released her clenched fist, took her little white leg on the bedside with one hand, carefully lifted it up for her, and slowly put it back on the bed.
After covering her with the quilt, he looked down at her for a while, and finally did not leave the room.
…
The words and thoughts in sleep were suppressed and awakened.
She dreamed that she was walking on the road, and suddenly there was a big rock behind her leaning on her back, almost crushing her to death.
Then she woke up.
Wherever there is a stone, it is clearly a certain stinky man!
"Jiang, Bei, Yuan—"
Yan Nianqu bumped him with her elbow, "We agreed to separate rooms, but you lied to me again!"
"I'm sleepy, my wife, go to sleep."
The man's low, magnetic voice hovered above her head.
Yan Nian didn't listen to him. He always pretended to be innocent and pitiful to gain sympathy.
"Then I'll go to the guest room to sleep now!"
"No."
He held her tightly without letting go, his arms wrapped around her body, holding her in a protective posture.
"..." Yan Nian struggled, pushed and hammered him.
"..." Jiang Beiyuan was indifferent.
"..." Yan Nian bit his arm and pinched the flesh of his arm with his nails.
"..." Jiangbeiyuan was still indifferent.
He has always been a very tolerant man.
After three rounds, Yan Nian was finally tired.
"Forget it, I will never be able to defeat you!"
"Obviously I will never be able to deal with you, bad girl."
He lowered his head and rubbed her face, closed his eyes and sighed.
"If I really had the idea of picking wild flowers, when you were eighteen, I wouldn't have rushed back to celebrate your birthday. When you were twenty-two, I wouldn't have married you without even saying a word."
“…”
Yan Nian pursed his lips and stopped talking.
Women are emotional creatures.
She had to admit that Jiang Beiyuan's emotional words moved her very much and made her heart move.
He is a man with high emotional intelligence.
indeed.
When she was helpless, sad, depressed... He was always by her side, Jiang Beiyuan.
Yan Nian finally closed his eyes.
She had another dream.
She dreamed that she was still carrying the big stone, and Tathagata Buddha appeared on the horizon. The Buddha said that she would have to carry this big stone with a heavy load for the rest of her life.
She wailed in her dream, saying she was very tired! Don’t want to carry it!
The Buddha smiled and said, "I can't help it. Who let this stone depend on you? He won't let others carry it."
…
The next day, Ding Baoyi came to the company to look for Yan Nian at noon.
Yan Nian made two meals and ate with Ding Baoyi in his office.
"How's it going? Did you figure it out last night?" Ding Baoyi asked Yan Nian.
"No!"
Yan Nian answered quite simply.
"Whenever I think about Jiang Beiyuan taking off his clothes and lying there, with a strange woman massaging him, and maybe doing something..., I feel like there is a fish bone stuck in my throat, it feels so uncomfortable!"
(End of chapter)