Although he knew that part of Yan Xiaohuan's return was to escape from the pain of love, Shang Junze was not feeling uncomfortable. He was even very happy that he asked her to come back at that time, and she came back without hesitation. In this way, in fact, before she could notice it, she had already regarded his place as a support. Otherwise, she would not have been so resolute.

Yan Xiaohuan was still crying. She said, "Mr. Shang, I actually feel very stupid. The facts are always in front of me, but I am stupid enough to see the reality clearly. I still hold my heart in my heart and fantasize unrealistically."

"I'm stupid enough." Shang Junze teased.

Shang Junze's teasing made Yan Xiaohuan's tears even more fiercely. She looked at him with tears in her eyes and said, "Why are you doing this? I'm already so sad in my heart. Can't you comfort me?"

Staring at Yan Xiaohuan, who was already acting coquettish without even realizing it, Shang Junze sighed softly in his heart, then reached out and hugged her in his arms. He whispered softly in her ear, "Idiot, just cry if you want to cry. After crying this time, you are not allowed to shed any more tears because of Yang Junfan."

Yan Xiaohuan never felt that Shang Junze was actually a person worth relying on, she was his nominal wife, but he tolerated her crying for another man. Thinking of this, her heart was filled with emotion. She unconsciously stretched out her hands, hugged his waist tightly, and burst into tears in his arms.

Shang Junze gently patted her back with his right hand, which had recovered almost, and silently accommodated her tears she had shed for other men.

Yan Xiaohuan, who didn't know how long she had cried, only felt that tears were about to cry, then stopped crying. When she found that the clothes on Shang Junze's chest had been wet with her cry, her face turned red unconsciously. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at Shang Junze, and stammered: "Shang, Mr. Shang, yes, I'm sorry, I've dirtyed your clothes."

Shang Junze gently raised Yan Xiaohuan's chin and forgot about her swollen eyes. He raised his eyebrows, not caring about the clothes that had been wet by her crying, but said, "Have you cried enough?"

Shang Junze's deep eyes made Yan Xiaohuan's heart tremble. She couldn't help but answer his question, saying, "I've cried enough."

"Yes." Shang Junze nodded with satisfaction and asked, "Is this the last time?"

"Well, the last time." Yan Xiaohuan said. She really didn't want to shed any tears because of someone who didn't have her own heart.

"I won't let you cry for others anymore." Shang Junze murmured softly, his head approached Yan Xiaohuan infinitely, and a gentle kiss fell gently on the corner of her lips, marking his own brand on her lips.

Yan Xiaohuan instinctively wanted to avoid it, but found that his left hand, which had not yet recovered, was placed behind her waist, blocking her movements. She was afraid that she would hurt him and would not move, allowing his kiss to fall on her lips.

Shang Junze did not deepen the kiss. He quickly left Yan Xiaohuan's lips, but his eyes were still tightly locked on her. He said as if an announcement: "There are many good men worthy of your love in the world, and I don't mind you falling in love with me because of gratitude."

Shang Junze's proclamational words under the moonlight made Yan Xiaohuan's ears turn red, and her heart was beating quickly, as if it could jump out of her throat at any time.

Knowing that his words had already thrown a * in Yan Xiaohuan's heart, Shang Junze was not in a hurry to see the results immediately. He held Yan Xiaohuan's hand and said, "Let's go, it's getting late, let's go home."

Yan Xiaohuan, who was holding his hand tightly by Shang Junze, looked at his tall figure walking ahead. She felt the sense of security he gave for the first time. This was unexpected that she had made up her mind to go his separate ways with him a year later. What surprised her even more was that she was actually a little attached to such a sense of security.

After a gentle breath, she drove all her thoughts away from her mind. Perhaps because she said all the words buried in her heart for a long time, Yan Xiaohuan felt that she was relaxed. On this night, she no longer had nightmares and slept better than before.

The jewelry exhibition was held as scheduled. People who had previously commissioned the Nuanyang Convenience House to decorate the venue gave Yan Xiaohuan two visiting tickets.

Yan Xiaohuan originally planned to go to the jewelry exhibition with Shang Junze, but thought that he was a jewelry company and he had too many tickets to enter the venue, and he was very busy for a while, so she gave up the idea of ​​watching the jewelry exhibition with her and finally decided to go to the jewelry exhibition with Fang Xiaoyou.

Fang Xiaoyou took the ticket to the jewelry exhibition and showed off her proudly in front of Mo Zixiu before leaving with Yan Xiaohuan's hand.

Mo Zixiu looked at Fang Xiaoyou's back and a doting smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

When he arrived at the jewelry exhibition, he saw a crowd of people. If Fang Xiaoyou hadn't held his arm, Yan Xiaohuan really wanted to turn around and leave.

Seeing that Yan Xiaohuan wanted to leave, Fang Xiaoyou hurriedly said, "I spent so much effort to make arrangements before, don't you want to see the final results?"

Yan Xiaohuan, who felt that Fang Xiaoyou's words were not unreasonable, finally gave up the idea of ​​leaving.

Yan Xiaohuan, who was attending the jewelry exhibition for the first time, was just dazzled. Fang Xiaoyou held her arm tightly and could only keep hiking in the crowd.

At this moment, Fang Xiaoyou seemed to be Liu Laolao who had just entered the Grand View Garden, and felt very novel about everything. While looking at the jewelry that she rarely sees on weekdays, she made a "tsk tsk" sound and said, "These are real luxury goods! Any piece of jewelry here will be worth my salary for several years. If I give me a few pieces, wouldn't I have to worry about breaking my legs and not having to worry about not being able to fall in my next life?"

Yan Xiaohuan didn't talk, but couldn't help but complain. Even if Fang Xiaoyou broke her legs and had no jewelry on her body, Fang Xiaoyou would not have to worry about the rest of her life. After all, Mo Zixiu would definitely support her.

Stopped in front of a necklace dotted with many diamonds, Fang Xiaoyou said, "Look at these diamonds, it's so shining! Xiaohuan, what should I do? You said I stole this necklace and I will be locked up for how many years?"

Fang Xiaoyou's joke had just finished speaking, and the security guard standing nearby looked at her with a look of defense and walked towards her.

Yan Xiaohuan, who did not want to cause unnecessary trouble because of Fang Xiaoyou's unrestrained words, quickly took Fang Xiaoyou to a relatively small place and whispered: "I don't know how many years you will be imprisoned if you steal the necklace, but I know that if you say nonsense, we may be taken to the small dark room to talk immediately."
Chapter completed!