Chapter 234

Shen Jiamu just stayed for a moment, nodded, and then waited for song an to pack up and go home with her.

Out of the hospital, the night outside was bright. The lights of the city and the neon lights at the intersection lined each other. When the night wind blew, Shen Jiamu felt a little cold. He subconsciously shrank his neck and hugged his arm.

"If it's cold, put on your suit. Wait for me here for a while. I'll drive."

"Good little aunt." Shen Jiamu calls her little aunt now, which is more and more responsive.

Waiting at the gate of the hospital, it was autumn now, and the wind was really cold at night. She thought about it, and finally put yetingchen's suit on her shoulder.

His suit was very big. It was like a big cloak on her, which kept the wind tight.

Shen Jiamu bowed his head and smelled. The suit also had the exclusive smell of yetingchen, cold and clear, like the smell of tobacco.

Thinking of this, Shen Jiamu blinked and subconsciously tightened his suit for a few minutes. After waiting for about two minutes, song an drove out and stopped not far from her. Shen Jiamu went to open the door and sat in.

"Remember to fasten your seat belt," song an reminded, and then drove.

When the car drove into the driveway, Shen Jiamu looked at the neon lights in the street and suddenly heard song an asking himself, "what's the matter with your injury today? What happened between you and Tingchen?"

Between her and yetingchen

"The sound insulation in the office is not good. You should not have fallen asleep at that time, and you should have heard our conversation." song an added before waiting for her answer.

After hearing this, Shen Jiamu was stunned for a while, his ears and face began to burn.

I didn't expect that song an's insight was so strong that even this was counted. What about Tingchen that night? Does he know what his aunt can guess?

"I'll ask you now. Do you really want to live a good life with Tingchen?"

How will she answer? Shen Jiamu pulled his lips hard and said in a low voice, "little aunt, I know... You are a good person, but... Feelings can't be forced. There is a bit of complexity between me and Tingchen. Besides... It's not me who wants to marry him."

"Xiao Su told me all about you. You married on behalf of your sister. Because the Shen family think that yetingchen with disabled legs is a fire pit. Marrying her daughter to Yejia is hopeless."

These words are right. Shen Jiamu has no reason to refute, but can only look down silently.

"At that time, I told Tingchen that because he was disabled, you were still willing to marry. Even if you married on behalf of him, you were a real child, and I think your child is good for Tingchen. Can you give my aunt a word?"

Listening to the speech, Shen Jiamu raised her eyes and looked at song an: "what words?"

"Do you like Tingchen?"

Shen Jiamu: "

Song an raised his lips and smiled, "too straightforward? Let's put it another way. What do you think of this marriage? Although it was a trading marriage at the beginning, there are also real feelings in most trading marriages. You've been with him for several months. How do you feel?"

Shen Jiamu: "... I..." she still doesn't know how to answer this question. Even if Han Xueyou came to ask her, she doesn't know what to say, let alone song an is an elder. Shen Jiamu is at a loss.

"It seems that your heart is still tangled." song an shook his head: "it seems that you still need time."

Shen Jiamu lowered his eyes, "aunt, don't say any more. Yetingchen... He won't like me either."

Hearing this, song an couldn't help laughing: "I haven't seen it yet. Can you guess people's hearts? If he likes you or not, you'll know if you don't ask him yourself?"

Don't ask, Shen Jiamu thought in her heart, and she also asked.

At that time, yetingchen questioned whether she liked him, and Shen Jiamu returned impolitely, asking whether he liked himself, but... Yetingchen's eyes and expression at that time showed

He is still extremely disgusted with himself.

Maybe the relationship between people does produce some feelings, but... If there are pimples in the heart, then the relationship is not perfect.

"Many things need to be asked. How do you know what the other person is thinking? Moreover, even if you ask, what the other person says may not be what he is thinking." speaking of this, song an lifted her lips and looked vaguely into the distance: "Many things have two sides, just like when I asked you, you tangled and answered. There must be many reasons. You don't like Tingchen, you just think you can't like Tingchen for some reasons, and even you think... You don't deserve him, do you?"

Shen Jiamu was surprised and looked at song an in amazement: "isn't my aunt a doctor for surgery? How... Can... Psychology?"

She asked quietly. Song an glanced at her in his busy schedule and found that her expression and eyes were dull. She couldn't help laughing.

"Ha ha, you girl... You're almost a mother. Why are you still the same as a child? No wonder..."

No wonder yetingchen has changed so much. Now yetingchen is more flesh and blood than before, and will worry about her feeling.

In the past, yetingchen only wanted revenge and vowed to take Yeshi down. There was never a woman around him.

Master Ye suddenly gave him a marriage. Song an was also very worried, but the fate in the world was unclear. He didn't expect to be with Shen Jiamu. Song an didn't expect this to happen now.

Shen Jiamu was embarrassed and bit his lower lip.

After that, song an took her home. Song an has his own small apartment. The community environment is quiet and quiet. When the door is opened, the apartment is very warm.

"Take a seat first. I'll change my clothes inside. Then I'll call Tingchen and tell him you're here. Let him come and pick you up later."

"Thank you, aunt."

After song an left, Shen Jiamu sat down on the sofa, and then looked at the furnishings in the house. After sitting for a while, song an came back.

"Why? Can't you take off your coat when you come in?"

Shen Jiamu's face warmed up with these words, and dryly answered, "I forgot..."

Then she reached out impatiently and took off her coat, probably because she acted too hard. When she took it off, she heard a click, as if something fell on the ground.

"What's missing?" song an asked.

Shen Jiamu was just about to bend down to look for it, but saw song an come forward directly, bend down in front of her, and then pick up the small box at her feet.

"What is this?" song an asked and handed the box to Shen Jiamu. "I think it fell out of the suit pocket."