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Chapter 1012, let you die without me

Sang Yu took the water and didn't drink it. She held it in her hand and pulled Lin Xinyan to let her stay by her side. She felt sorry in her heart. After all, she had this wedding tomorrow, and she had tonight.

"I feel really sorry."

She held Lin Xinyan's hand and said sorry.

Lin Xinyan patted the back of her hand and comforted her, "It's okay, but fortunately everyone is fine."

Sang Yu nodded.

"It's almost dawn. I'll get some food, everyone has something to eat. I'll have to work harder later. You two are the protagonists today. You have to dress up beautifully later. Don't embarrass the bride or groom.

"Qin Ya tied an apron on her body and looked at Sang Yu, "Brother Shen, when will you come back? Will the wedding be delayed?" "No, he will come back after the arrangement, and will not be delayed.

"Sang Yu stood up, "I'll help you."

Qin Ya held her down, "You are rare, let's talk to your mother-in-law and leave the food to me."

Sang Yu smiled, "Then you are tired."

"I can't be tired, I'm still young."

After saying that, all three women laughed.

Indeed, Qin Ya doesn't look old, maybe because she has never given birth to a child, her body shape has not changed a lot, and she has always run a clothing store, has her own career, is in a good mood, and looks sunny and young.

villa.

After cleaning it, Zhuang Jiawen pushed open the door of the room. Shen Xinyao didn't say a word from beginning to end. No matter how Zong Yanxi comforted or enlightened her, she just didn't say anything.

Tears flowed silently.

Seeing Zhuang Jiawen come in, Zong Yanxi stood up and said to him, "I advise her, I'm afraid that things will not be used here, so I'll book a hotel for you."

Zhuang Jiawen nodded.

Zong Yanxi walked out and passed by his younger brother, whispering, "Tell Yaoyao well, she must be scared."

She was scared herself, let alone Shen Xinyao.

Zhuang Jiawen said, "I understand."

Zong Yanxi didn't say anything else. He knew that he knew it and walked out even though he was right.

Hearing the sound of closing the door downstairs, Zhuang Jiawen closed the door and walked in.

He sat down beside the bed, Shen Xinyao was still wrapped in the red quilt, only with one brain exposed, and tears were covered with her face.

He took two tissues to wipe her face. Shen Xinyao turned her head and turned her touch, not because of Zhuang Jiawen, but because of herself.

Zhuang Jiawen held her face with both hands and said in a commanding tone, "Look at me!"

Shen Xinyao had no choice but to look at him, her eyes were dull, and she no longer had the agility and playfulness she used to face him.

"It's okay, yes."

He said in a low voice.

Shen Xinyao cried even harder.

Zhuang Jiawen hugged her, rubbed her palms up and down her arms through the quilt, trying to comfort her, kiss her face, kissing the tears at the corners of her eyes, her lips pressed against her, and she whispered, "Stop crying, I'm going to be a bride soon. If you cry, your eyes will be no longer beautiful, be good."

"Do you want me?"

Shen Xinyao asked hoarsely.

"certainly."

Zhuang Jiawen chuckled, “Why are you asking such a stupid question?

I don’t want you, who do you want?”

"But I..." Before she finished speaking, Zhuang Jiawen kissed her lips, "It's not your fault, and you're not doing well?"

"Then what..."                                                                                                                             

"                                                               

Chen Xinyao looked at him, with love all over her eyes. She really loved this man very much.
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