Chapter 1212
Later, he listened to his mother's arrangement and married Weijia people. When they got married, angel came back with scars.
Even if she comes back now, so what?
It doesn't make any sense anymore.
Although he doesn't like Wei Jiaren's wife, he doesn't hate it. She is very sensible and never gives him trouble. In this case, he is willing to give her the minimum dignity as Mrs. su.
When Su Mo returned to the living room, he could no longer see Wei Jia Ren.
He Wanshi sat on the sofa with a cold face. Rong wanwan pulled off his clothes and whispered, "what's the matter with you? Jia Ren ran out of the car and didn't even stop his mother."
"Which way did you go? I went to find her."
Su Mo frowned slightly, then picked up the car key and ran out, completely ignoring the complaints of he Wanshi behind him.
In the evening, the sky gradually darkened, neon lights flashed on both sides of the road, Su Mo's car drove fast, and finally found Wei Jia Ren's little beetle at the end of the long road. The car hit the trunk of the roadside, and the car glass smashed.
Su Mo's heart jumped violently, stepped on the accelerator, parked the car on the side of the road and hurried off to check.
The door was wide open and there was no one in the car.
Wei Jiaren curled up and sat under the street lamp. The dim light pulled her shadow slender.
She looked up at the sky in a daze. She didn't move. She didn't even blink her eyelashes. She was immersed in her own world alone. No one knew what was thinking in her head.
"Are you hurt?" Su Mo eagerly hugged her in his arms. Seeing that there were no scars on her, he was relieved.
The temperature dropped at night, and Wei Jia Ren's body was cold. Su Mo held her like an ice sculpture.
"Fortunately, it hit the co pilot's position, otherwise you would be lying in the hospital now."
“……”
"Are you scared? Let me change the car for you. The performance of the car is not so good. What will you do in case of another accident?"
“……”
No matter what Su Mo said, Wei Jiaren didn't respond. Her clean eyes were lax and there was no light. Like a lifeless puppet, she made Su Mo feel a little afraid.
He had never seen such a Weijia.
never.
They have been married for more than a year and have never seen such Weijia people.
"Wei Jiaren, what's the matter with you?" Su Mo's palm held up her pale face. "Did you hit somewhere? Or did you hurt?"
Wei Jiaren looked at him. The dark pupil finally had a focal length. Her thin lip trembled. The voice was colder than her body. She asked, "angel is your former girlfriend?"
Su Mo frowned and stared at her, pursed his lips and said nothing. His eyes were as familiar as the sea.
"You chose to marry me because she abandoned you? Didn't you?" she repeated stubbornly.
"Wei Jiaren, those are things of the past. Don't mention them again, will you?" Su Mo replied indifferently, but subconsciously didn't open his eyes and didn't look into her eyes.
"And we're married. It's over between me and her. Nothing will happen. I promised you that I would never divorce you. What else do you want me to promise?"