Bizarre Love

Chapter 192 Her God (2)

In fact, he always thought that he could live without being loved. After all, he has been here for many years.

When he was beaten when he was young, he beat back by himself. When others slandered him, no one spoke up for him. When he was ostracized, he lived alone.

Jiang Ren's fragile emotions have long since disappeared.

But now there is a silly girl coaxing him nervously like a child.

My heart was empty for a moment, then filled again.

Before Jiang Ren was pushed into the operating room, he suddenly asked, What if my leg can't be healed?

She gently touched the man's cheek with a gentle smile: Then we will get married when you are twenty-two.

His breathing froze for a second.

After the rapid beating, it beats very slowly again.

Jiang Ren thought with difficulty, was she bound to him for the rest of her life because she wanted to make up for it?

However, she whispered in his ear: If your leg is cured, I will marry you right away, okay?

Jiang Ren suddenly looked up at her.

So get better, Jiang Ren. She was really afraid that he would threaten the doctor to mess around.

His eyes were a little wet, and he smiled: Okay.

He will be fine.

Whether it is physically or mentally, Jiang Ren can become incomplete for her, or complete for her. After meeting her, he overcame thorns and thorns without fear of anything.

After Jiang Ren was pushed into the operating room, Meng Ting began to wait for a long time.

She clasped her hands and prayed over and over.

She never stayed with him when he was in pain.

From the beginning on Christmas Eve, he ran in the snowstorm and coughed up blood, and then he was lying in the hospital with burns and broken bones. She was never there for him.

And Jiang Ren is like a god, protecting her forever.

This man can rush into the flames and wipe away tears for her in a haunted house. It seems that if she thinks about Jiang Ren in her heart, Jiang Ren will appear in front of her in the next moment.

He's the best boy in the world.

Then for her to become the most responsible man in the world.

Every scar on his body is a medal of his perseverance.

She was so distressed that her heart constricted.

Orthopedic surgery doesn't last long, but every minute is hard for her.

About two hours later, Jiang Ren's operation was over.

The doctor said briskly in English, beautiful lady, don't worry, the operation was a success.

Then it's just a matter of taking care of yourself.

When Meng Ting went in to see him, Jiang Ren hadn't woken up from the anesthetic. Meng Ting's fingers caressed his eyebrows, and he smiled softly.

Jiang Ren seemed to have never let her down in his whole life.

The third Christmas Eve they spent together.

It was Meng Ting's 20th birthday, and Jiang Ren returned to China a few days after the operation. He likes the domestic environment and insists on returning to China for recuperation.

One hundred days of injury, he still has a long time to recover from his injury.

The new project is under construction, and he is worried about letting it go.

It was only after returning to the country that he saw the decadent Jiang Jixian.

Wen Rui ran away.

He refused to accept the police investigation, and Rong Lin retracted his confession beyond his expectations. Such things could have been avoided, after all, money can turn ghosts around. But he has no money.

The fight against Jiang Ren a year ago cost him the most money he had.

Swan Xiaozhu is a project that has been under construction for more than a year, and no matter how much money it makes, it is not enough for him to clear it up.

When Wen Rui asked Jiang Jixian to take the money and wanted to manage it, he found someone staring at him and recording his every move.

It turned out that Jiang Ren was in a place where he couldn't see, and he was no longer the young boy who suffered a disadvantage and would only beat others helplessly.

He took the money Jiang Jixian gave him and ran away.

Meng Ting was very surprised when he found out about this, and lay down on Jiang Ren's hospital bed. Jiang Ren was reading a book.

Regarding real estate, the man lowered his eyes and flipped through the pages.

When he grew up, he was extraordinarily masculine. If you can calm down, you can also become ruthless.

Meng Ting looked at him quietly: You know everything?

He smiled and stroked her hair.

Yes, he already knew. But he didn't guess that Meng Ting would go to country M and not return to city H. Rong Lin retracted the confession, most of which were written by him. The man's mouth is also hard, and he has survived for so long.

Jiang Ren didn't like small fights with Wen Rui, he wanted him to die. So not only did he instigate arson to kill people, Wen Rui gave many of the evidence behind his back to the prosecution.

Wen Rui ran away, and Jiang Jixian's world view collapsed.

Wen Man died in another man's arms, and when she looked at Jiang Jixian with tears at the end, I'm sorry for you in this life, if possible, take good care of Wen Rui, and I will make it up to you in my next life.

These were the last words Wen Man said.

She died on the way abroad with another man, and when Jiang Jixian rushed over, she had only her last breath left.

Wen Man never loved Jiang Jixian for a day, but she promised her next life. For this next life, Jiang Jixian spent half his life cultivating Wen Rui.

If people live for a kind of obsession, Jiang Jixian's obsession is Wen Man.

From the very beginning, Wen Man liked an artist, but never loved him and Jiang Ren.

Jiang Ren didn't look like Wen Man at all, nor did he have a similar personality.

This child who had been indifferent since he was a child was born with a rebellious nature. Jiang Jixian had taken care of him for a long time, but he often reprimanded Jiang Ren because of Wen Rui.

For more than twenty years, Jiang Jixian has been looking forward to his next life.

But when Wen Rui escaped, he saw the reality from a dream that he didn't want to wake up from.

How many times has he hurt his own son for a pair of siblings who hated him and his family?

Even though he was indifferent at the age of two or three, Jiang Ren, a little boy who still let his father hug him, grew up with cold eyes.