Break the ring for her!Paranoid Mr. Huo after marriage, he pinches his waist and pets him

"Goodbye, Aunt Wen!"

"Thank you, Aunt Wen!"

Wen Nan'an smiled very kindly, and waved to the eager children in the orphanage who were saying goodbye to him.

The friend who came with her couldn't help sighing, "Nan'an, you are so kind."

Wen Nan'an's smile remained unchanged, "Actually, I also learned what others did."

The friend couldn't help asking curiously, "You funded the orphanage so early, and there is someone earlier than you?"

"Yes, he taught me a lot." Wen Nan'an's eyelashes drooped, half-hiding the dark eyes that were shining in them, and his smile seemed to be mixed with a little sweetness.

"You haven't gotten married all this time, isn't it just because of that person?" Hearing some clues, the friend joked, "So you already have someone you like."

Wen Nan'an shook his head, "I don't like it."

How could it be like it?

...How can you just like it?

It is to see him as bright and clear as the bright moon, living high in the clouds and never falling.

How can the unreachable moonlight shine on others.

Not worthy.

……

When he returned to his bedroom, Wen Nan'an received a call.

A little tiredness slipped across his eyebrows.

When he picked up the phone, his voice was still soft, "What's wrong?"

Wen Yiliu's voice came from the other end, with a bit of panic, "Nan'an, Huo Cheng seems to be really planning to attack. I heard him talking on the phone with someone, what did he say, it's dealt with..."

"So?" Wen Nan'an said calmly, "What do you want to do?"

Wen Yiliu was suddenly interrupted, feeling empty and at a loss, and could only cry in a low voice, "Huo Shichuan is too cruel, I'm so afraid... I regret it, Nan'an, I really regret it."

Wen Nan'an suddenly turned cold, "Wen Yiliu, I sent you to the Huo family because you swore to be the head's wife. What do you mean by saying that now?"

"Then did I do it?" Wen Yiliu was overwhelmed emotionally and growled, but he still remembered that he was calling secretly, and his voice was very low, "You and Huo Cheng are a perfect match. I have no heart!"

With the nails closed, it is easy to cut off the delicate stems and leaves in the vase.

Wen Nan'an sneered, his tone drawn out, like a devil whispering.

"It's a pity it's too late, Wen Yiliu, you can't get down a long time ago."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Nan'an looked indifferent, and opened the drawer in the wardrobe.

A palm-sized glass bottle was taken out, which was filled with off-white powder after burning.

The nails that were still stained with plant juice scratched the yellowed label hard, and there was a creepy crunching sound.

"How can you look at other people?"

"Everyone is unworthy."

"including me."

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Yu Zhaozhao didn't have the habit of throwing things away, so after Jian Feng went back, he unwrapped the cardboard box containing high school materials.

Sure enough, he found a large stack of envelopes of various colors, all of which were love letters that Yu Zhaozhao had collected back then.

"Zhaozhao said, this is the heart, even if you can't accept it, you can't throw it away."

Looking at the thick stack of love letters, Jian Feng smiled softly, "Zhao Zhao is stubborn on the surface, but actually he is the softest."

"Didn't Dean You say that grandma went to Wen Nan'an with the love letter, did she return it already?" Tang Suiwan couldn't help asking while counting the stack of love letters.

Jian Feng shook his head, "I don't know, let's look for it first."

But he had an inexplicable intuition that the love letter from Wen Nan'an must be in this stack.

She can do so many things, how could she take back the love letter because of Yu Zhaozhao's kind persuasion?

As expected, Huo Shichuan raised the yellow envelope paper in his hand when he found half of it.

"found it."

Jane Feng took it, her fingertips trembling a little.

Taking a deep breath, he pursed his lips and opened it.

Inside is a piece of white paper covered with beautiful handwriting, which is yellowed and damp due to its age.

But still can see clearly.

Standing by the side, Tang Suiwan didn't forget to pay attention to Jian Feng's expression, noticing Jian Feng's suddenly pale face, his heart skipped a beat.

Hastily rushed forward two steps, supported Jian Feng's arm, "Grandpa, are you alright?"

The paper trembled in Jian Feng's hands, causing Tang Suiwan to subconsciously turn his gaze away and take in the writing on it.

Also stunned.

This is not a love letter to Jane.

In other words, it is more like a lingering death notice than a love letter.

【He is the moon, the eternal romance. 】

[Anyone who wants to monopolize the moon will be punished. 】

[The moon should always be alone and always bright, hanging alone, without others. 】

"It's her, it's her... who took away my Zhao Zhao."

Jian Feng's fingers were squeezed too hard, his joints were pale, and it seemed as if they would creak in the next second.

"I want to see her!"