Chapter 144
Mr. Nian, Your Wife Refuses To Be The Substitute
Translator: 549690339
I donât know if it was a dream, but Yingluo would appear every day.
âNo one believes me. Iâm so sad.â
âI canât reject him, Yingluo, but Iâm so scared. I donât want to âbe with himâ.â
The womanâs intermittent cries were all the pain that had been buried in her heart during this period.
Her words and tears turned into needles and pierced into Yan Sichenâs heart.
â......â
His expression was filled with shock and his heart ached.
So, this was the reason why she asked him to check the surveillance cameras.
He couldnât ask her anything since she was so sad.
This scene was familiar.
The overwhelming pain hit Yan Sichen and he almost lost his balance.
At that time, helplessness and guilt surged up. His eyes turned red, and in the end, he forced his tears back.
Ning Qing covered her face, and her low and hoarse cries attracted mother ning.
âWhatâs wrong? Why are you crying again?â
She rushed to ning Qing, but before she could ask anything, ning Qing hugged her waist and buried her head in her stomach.
âMom, Iâm so uncomfortable.â
Suddenly, the woman froze.
A certain memory rushed into her mind, and even mother ningâs eyes turned red.
It was too similar.
They were too similar.
â......â
Mother ning covered her mouth with one hand, afraid that she would also cry out.
Looking at this scene, Yan Sichenâs eyes were filled with complicated emotions.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
After a long time, ning Qing finally stopped crying under mother ningâs comfort.
Both of them were emotionally unstable. Mother ning grabbed a tissue and wiped her face clean, then asked her if she wanted to rest.
Ning Qing nodded.
Mother ning looked at Yan Sichen. Sichen, help me carry Qingqing to her room upstairs.
He squeezed out an âokayâ from his throat and walked over to ning Qing with difficulty.
Fortunately, she no longer had any expression of resistance.
He bent down and picked her up.
She obediently nestled in his arms and stopped struggling.
The light weight in his hand made Yan Sichenâs eyes sour again.
Under mother ningâs lead, they quickly returned to their room.
As soon as she lay on the bed, ning Qing rolled up the quilt, turned her back to them, and closed her eyes.
â......â
Yan Sichen wanted to say something but was stopped by mother ning.
Qingqing, have a good sleep. Iâll wake you up when the food is ready.
âAlright,â he said.
Her weak voice made mother ning feel a little more at ease.
She pulled Yan Sichen out of the door and closed it.
Mother ning looked sad and worried.
âSichen, what did you talk to Qingqing about?â she asked Yan Sichen.
The hand on the door handle froze.
A trace of sorrow flashed across Yan Sichenâs face. He gritted his teeth and said with great difficulty,
âShe dreamed of that night.â
Mother ning frowned at first, then her eyes suddenly widened as she looked at the other person in disbelief.
â......â
After receiving his affirmative response, the womanâs expression twisted slightly, and she finally covered her eyes helplessly.
The words that carried endless resentment and despair fell.
âWhat a sin.â
Looking at the pain of his elder, Yan Sichen was helpless.
His entire body tensed up, and his throat was filled with pain.
Aunt ning, you and uncle need to be mentally prepared. Yingluo might remember everything very soon.
The woman was no longer as gentle and virtuous as she used to be. She let out a heartbroken wail.
âWhy did my Qingqing and Qianqian have to go through such a thing? Our family has already suffered so much. God, why wonât you let us go?â
Yan Sichen held her tottering body, his brown eyes full of grief.
At the same time, on the other side of the door, a womanâs delicate body was leaning against the door.
She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.
Hearing the sound of the door leaving, she could no longer hold on and slipped on the ground.