Nie Shao's runaway ex-wife

three days later.

After several days of cold weather, it finally cleared up early in the morning.

Nie Canghao put on an ink-colored thin woolen windbreaker, carrying a suitcase in his hand, and entered the hotel where An Ran was staying.

Yan Liang greeted him, and reported respectfully: "My wife hasn't had breakfast yet..."

"I have something else to do, so I won't go in." Nie Canghao handed the suitcase in Yan Liang's hand, and said: "It must be handed over to my wife."

After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, as if he was very busy.

But just after taking two steps, he saved one more thing, stopped again, and turned to look at Yan Liang.

"Did you catch the girl you like?" Nie Canghao raised his eyebrows and asked.

Yan Liang immediately replied: "In the process of chasing."

Nie Canghao pursed his light-colored thin lips, and proposed again: "I need to help you..."

"No need!" Yan Liang quickly refused, and reiterated: "I like to do it myself when chasing a girlfriend."

After finishing speaking, he was probably afraid that Nie Canghao would be worried, so he added a few more words.

"Actually, I have normal aesthetics. Like the vast majority of men, I think Miss Sheng looks better than the wife who is pregnant with Liujia, because Miss Sheng has a slender waist. There is also Miss Lanyue in the medicated restaurant yesterday, she is the best of all women. The most beautiful inside."

The implication of the words - please, Young Master Nie, don't always think that all the men in the world are crazily coveting his family's big belly woman.

It's not that Yan Liang has never seen a woman before!

Nie Canghao was very satisfied with Yan Liang's answer, nodded and said: "An Ran has Miss Sheng to take care of her and accompany her, you are only responsible for her safety."

An Ran had already moved out for four or five days, and he was deeply afraid that when she was lonely, she would be easily attracted by young and handsome boys.

Fortunately, Yan Liang seems to be a sensible person!

"Tell her, after I finish my work today, I will come and pick her up for dinner at night."

After Nie Canghao left, Yan Liang knocked on the doors of An Ran and Sheng Manru's rooms.

The two of them had finished washing and were going to have breakfast in the cafeteria downstairs.

"The one delivered by Young Master Nie must be opened by the wife to have a look." Yan Liang pushed the suitcase into the door.

An Ran was slightly taken aback.

There was no news of Nie Canghao for three consecutive days.She was very happy at first, but finally no one restrained her.

But after three days of disconnection, she couldn't help but wonder if he took the opportunity to secretly take Bai Ling home to live in!

It's not that she was thinking wildly, this guy has a criminal record - once brought He Wenwen back to Longhu Manor!

Of course, she couldn't take the initiative to contact him no matter what!Before he has a clear attitude, she will never...

"It's quite heavy! What are they?" Sheng Manru asked curiously as he picked up the suitcase.

An Ran didn't speak, her mind was still wandering.

"Hey, Teacher An, open it and have a look." Sheng Manru suggested.

An Ran didn't bother to bend down, and said sullenly, "Open it."

The suitcase was opened, most of which were presents for the children, as well as clothes made for An Ran and so on.

There are seven or eight large and small jewelry boxes, a pair of gold and silver longevity locks for the child, a pair of small gold and silver bracelets, and a pair of gold and silver anklets.

There are also small bellybands, small socks, small clothes, small quilts and so on.

The toys include rattles and three silver hand bells of large, medium and small sizes.

Long-sleeved thin fleece dresses, cotton vests, etc. made for An Ran, and a few sketches of her playing musical instruments.

"Oh my god!" Sheng Manru was dazzled and stunned by these dazzling array of things. "It looks like it's all handmade! Don't tell me, Young Master Nie made these things himself!"

An Ran's eyes felt hot, and her heart also felt hot.

Of course she understood what Nie Canghao meant—he was busy with these things during the three days of disconnection!

He was making presents for their baby, making her clothes and drawing from memory a picture of her playing in the piano room.

"No way! Your husband really did it... He, he can make gold and silver jewelry?"

"He can also make rattles! Can sew quilts and cut clothes!"

"These sketches are not bad either! It can be seen that your skills are very deep, and your drawings are very vivid!"

Sheng Manru was so amazing!If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she couldn't believe that a person could master so many different skills at the same time.

And every skill can reach professional level!

The standard of those sketches was not lower than that of a professional painter like her.

"Look, this sketch of playing the guzheng is the most vivid!" Sheng Manru selected the best one from a professional point of view, and handed it to An Ran. "The charm and unique temperament between your eyebrows and eyes are completely drawn!

The most important thing about painting is not only the similarity in shape, but also the goodness of form and spirit.

This sketch is enough to qualify for the competition.

An Ran took it and knew at a glance when he was painting her.

She will never forget that day!Their first wedding anniversary.

He didn't return late at night, and she played the zither in the piano room until dawn.

At that time, she didn't know that the person she married was Nie Canghao, and she always regarded him as Nie Qingyu.

His indifferent and brutal temperament and moody temper often tortured her to the point of being bruised all over her body.

She has been relying on the beautiful memories of her teenage years to support this broken marriage.

Even if he caused her both mental and physical harm time and time again, she still did not care about it like a moth flying to a flame.

On the first wedding anniversary, she played the zither alone in the piano room until late at night, and he didn't even have a person on the phone, let alone a phone call.

She didn't dare to call him to ask where he was, and she was not qualified to call him, so she hid in the piano room and played the guzheng crazily.

At the high school sorority meeting, Nie Qingyu once praised her for playing the guzheng well.She has been practicing Zheng, practicing Zheng...because he likes it!

When playing the zither, her tears kept rolling down, splashing on the trembling strings...

She desperately recalled his tender and affectionate eyes, comforting the lonely long night.

But she never expected that the man who didn't know when would come back directly rushed into the piano room.

He overturned the guzheng and carried her directly to the piano table...

That night was a scar that burned in An Ran's heart, and every time I think about it, it hurts so much.

But she didn't expect that before he broke into the piano room, he had observed her in the dark for so long.

Even the pearl earrings she was wearing, the hair rope wrapped around her wrist, and the pattern of buttons on her clothes, he had drawn them so clearly.

She always thought that he would directly use her as a tool to vent his desire when he was drunk at night, and he didn't even bother to listen to her play the zither.

She didn't know until now that he watched her silently for a long, long time that night...

Tears slipped down, splashed on the sketch in his hand, and wet the passionate eyes of the woman on the paper.

"It's so romantic!" Sheng Manru was still amazed and praised:

"Today I found out that Young Master Nie is a rare treasure boy in the world! He is so versatile and romantic! My God, he is so perfect!"

"Why do I feel that Huo Yan is going to be compared to him! No, I can't change my mind! My Huo Yan is still the most perfect man in my heart! Well, it has always been!"

An Ran knew that Sheng Manru was deliberately teasing herself, and knew that she wished her to be happier.

She glanced at a certain woman who was performing exaggeratedly, and said angrily, "Hey, your appearance is so fake, you can't say what you mean when you look at it!"

"Puchi!" Sheng Manru couldn't help laughing, and said with a chuckle, "Oh, I let you see through it!"

"No matter how perfect other men are, I love my Huo Yan deeply and will never change my heart!"

"However, your husband is really perfect! He amazed me! Mr. An, such a perfect man really doesn't think about recycling and rebuilding?"

"Maybe it can be used! After all, he is the father of the baby in your womb!"

An Ran bit her lip, and snorted, "Who cares! Even if I'm divorced, I can raise a baby by myself."

"Tch, it doesn't sound right at first sight!" Sheng Manru reproached what she had just said to herself.

Seeing that the two of them were almost bickering, Yan Liang passed on a word: "Young Master Nie said that he has something to do today, and when he is done, he will come and pick up his wife for dinner."

An Ran refused without hesitation: "Heh, you brought a box of rags, and you just want me to eat with him? Dreaming!"

Sheng Manru teased: "I see that you like these junk so much, the painting in your hand is all crumpled, and you still can't bear to put it down."

An Ran quickly photographed the sketch on the table next to her to show her disdain.

"I'm going to eat first, and I'll accompany you to appreciate it slowly when I come back." Sheng Manru took her hand, and the two left the room together.

"It's a broken box, I don't bother to look at it."

When An Ran went out, she still didn't forget to tell Yan Liang to tell Nie Canghao with a cold face: "Tell him, except for the divorce, don't talk about other things!"

Nie Canghao hurried out of the revolving glass door of the hotel, and Li Yong was waiting at the bottom of the steps in his car.

He got in the car and called Long Jun first: "Are you ready?"

"Everything is ready!" Long Jun's voice came from the phone, "The whole line is under martial law! When Young Master Nie comes over, we can start the wedding!"

Nie Canghao hung up the phone and said to Li Yong in front, "Go to church!"