97: C97 Who Is the Wife

C97 Who Is the Wife

"Wife, don't leave me, don't leave me..."

Han Qiang's voice was not loud, but Ding Yan could clearly feel the reluctance, helplessness, and sadness in his words.

"Wife, I have really worked very hard. Success is really just one step away. Don't leave me, okay?"

"There is no one in this world who loves you more than me..."

"Wife, please don't leave..."

...

Ding Yan felt that the clothes on her chest were wet and she struggled to straighten Han Qiang. She found that his tightly shut eyes were constantly overflowing with tears. She could not help but stare blankly.

He was not even nineteen years old. In just half a month, he was able to recruit a group of elite soldiers and generals. He successfully funded more than 150 million, which made the future CEO of the company look at him in a new light. Even his precious daughter quit her iron job and accompanied him to start his business without any objections. He had made Soong Yang and Soong Bowen vomit blood three times in a row, and made Mr Pumpkin, the big brother of the Western City Society, submit to him.

It was this kind of miracle that created such a powerful force in the outside world. When a man was drunk, he would actually reject the 'harassment' of other women for a woman. Who was the wife that he spoke of for the sake of that woman?

As he listened to him ramble on and on about his dream, tears gushed out of the corners of his eyes.

The softest part of Ding Yan's heart was hit hard. The way she looked at Han Qiang became much gentler, and she let him hug her tightly again.

Every time she heard his illogical drunk words and the calling from his soul, it was full of love for his' wife ', as well as the reluctance, helplessness, and sadness when they were separated.

The more Ding Yan heard, the more curious she was in her heart. He was handsome and had such a glorious achievement at such a young age. How could there be a woman who would be willing to leave him?

Wang Na?

Jia Wen?

Or was it the careless Lan Siyu?

...

Ding Yan had thought of many women, but none of them had anything to do with that 'wife'. After being called wife, a strange feeling that was completely different from sympathy welled up in her heart. She stretched out her arms and hugged him, gently patting his back. She gently said, "Silly girl, don't cry. I won't leave you."

Maybe Han Qiang was tired from crying in his dream, or maybe her gentle and considerate comforting had worked. After a while, Han Qiang finally calmed down and slowly let go of her hands.

Ding Yan gently placed him on the bed and gently used a towel to wipe away the tears at the corner of his eyes. She looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Sister Yan is too much. She actually sneak-attacked Mr Qiang who was drunk."

A vexed voice came from behind.

Ding Yan was startled and turned around to look at Wang Na who was staggering as she walked. She jumped up from the bed like a thief who had been caught. She went over to help her up, "What nonsense are you talking about? He is just as drunk as you guys. I just helped him back to the bed. "

Wang Na scratched her head in puzzlement. "But why did I vaguely hear someone calling for a wife just now?"

"Wife my a * s. I think you must have gone crazy thinking of getting married."

Ding Yan said unhappily.

"Oh ~ Oh ~ "

Wang Na muttered and turned around to go to the bathroom.

" Phew ~ "

Ding Yan saw that she had fooled her and patted her chest with lingering fear. Looking at the darkness outside, she went to the sofa in the living room and laid down. For some reason, the moment she closed her eyes, the sound of Han Qiang calling his wife affectionately rang in her mind. She hugged the body temperature that was transmitted to her, as if it had merged into her blood. The temperature in his body kept rising.

Also, his sadness and helplessness summoned the motherly glow of the woman in his heart. Many feelings mixed together and turned into a seed that silently planted itself in her heart.0

She, who was in deep sleep, did not know that other than Wang Na who had just woken up, there was another person outside the door who had quietly watched for a long time. At this moment, he was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Jia Wen carefully recalled every detail of her relationship with Han Qiang during this period of time.

In the past, she did not think much about the word "wife" that occasionally popped up, but looking at his appearance just now, it seemed that there really was a wife that made him feel like he was in a dream. One that he loved deeply. A woman who left him heartlessly.

However, how could a big boy who was not even nineteen have a wife?

...

Questions surged into her heart one by one. In the depths of Jia Wen's heart, there was chaos and also a trace of sourness.

"Damn it! Why didn't I think of this!"

Jia Wen, who was tossing and turning, patted her chest in annoyance and said to herself, "What Mr Qiang said was the plot in his novel. The main character and the female lead loved each other so much. It seems that he was under too much pressure and was too engrossed in his novel. That's why he was like this. "

After figuring out the key of the matter, the frustration and soreness in Jia Wen's heart disappeared without a trace. She turned around and fell into a deep sleep happily.

If Han Qiang knew what Jia Wen was thinking, he would probably only be able to smile bitterly. The male lead's infatuation and love for the female lead was due to the infatuation and deep love he had for her all his life.

It was just that sometimes, for the sake of the storyline, he would spread this love to everyone, and those women were just different characteristics of the 'wife'.

June 30th, the last day of the first half of the year, was a crucial day to bear the burden.

However, the customers who came to buy computers and computers were shocked to find that Haoran Zhongtian and Divine Traversing Realm's two companies actually lacked more than half of their employees. The handsome boss and those beautiful girls didn't show up, only a few people who reeked of alcohol were watching the scene.

Han Qiang woke up from his hangover. It was already late in the morning. When he opened his eyes, he found that his pants had been taken off. He was so scared that his soul almost flew out. He hurriedly sat up and looked around vigilantly.

Ding Yan pushed the door open and came in. She said snappily, "Don't look. You were drunk yesterday. I helped you take off your wet pants and wash them."

Han Qiang's mood instantly relaxed. He smiled and said, "Sister Yan, let's talk about something. In the future, you can drink. If you can't drink, don't touch and pour wine. It's too wasteful."

Ding Yan's pretty face turned stiff and she snorted coldly, "It's better to pour wine than to say nonsense when you are drunk. Tell me, who is the wife you are crying about and why she left you!"

Han Qiang was shocked in his heart and quickly said, "What did I say?"

"Look at how nervous you are. Don't tell me that a young brat already has a wife?"

Ding Yan asked suspiciously.

Han Qiang was thinking about how to answer when Jia Wen, who passed by behind her, smiled and said, "Sister Yan, don't think too much. I'm afraid what Mr Qiang said is the plot of the novel that he came up with."

Ding Yan said in shock, "The plot of the novel? Mr Qiang had opened a company before the age of nineteen. He knew how to fight, repair computers, and cook. It was already very exaggerated that he knew how to write novels."

Jia Wen smiled complacently. "That's right. The book that Mr Qiang wrote earlier just signed a publishing agreement with Baodao Publishing Firm and earned a million."

"A million? That's a lie, right?"

Ding Yan suddenly turned around and looked at Han Qiang in disbelief.

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