“Then I won’t go there anymore. Take me to the airport. I’ll call An Anwei and I have to book a new flight.” Wen Nuannuan said as she got into the car and called An Anwei.
But the call she dialed prompts that the user you are dialing is on the phone.
I called An Anwei several times halfway through, and they were all on the phone. Wen Nuannuan was not in a hurry because the next flight to China had to wait until 8 o’clock in the evening, so I was not in a hurry to call An Anwei now.
After she put her phone aside, she looked out the window, and her mind was full of her marriage to Jun Luochuan.
She thought that the marriage certificate that Jun Luochuan gave her yesterday was a fake, but she didn’t expect it to be real.
She didn’t know that when Jun Luochuan reached the point, there was only things he didn’t want to do, and nothing he couldn’t do.
Even the marriage was arranged.
She was not aware of the person involved.
She didn’t know whether she should laugh or cry.
Is she crying about her powerlessness?
Is she laughing at herself falling into the Fuwan but she doesn’t know?
But in the military infirmary that day, Jun Luochuan’s answer was knocked heavily in her mind like an alarm bell. For him, it was just a task required.
His task needed a wife. So she became his wife.
But the following must be a super danger.
Thinking of the bullets in Jun Luochuan’s waist, she was afraid that the next second she would be thrown off by the bullet.
This kind of life hanging on the tip of the knife really made her very scared.
He didn’t marry her because he liked her or loved her, but just married her because he needed the task.