Chapter 900: Maybe It’s Not Appropriate

Bright red blood oozed out of the wound.

He Xiyan seemed to feel no pain. She didn't wash the blood off her fingers until she finished cutting the meat in her hand. Then she found a band-aid to cover it.

She wanted to calm herself down, but she tried several times and couldn't calm down. All she could think about was the look of Jiahang's mother and cousin just now, the look of contempt and disgust towards her.

She thought she was very hateful in their eyes. Because she was not worthy of Jiahang in any aspect, and with a child, such an embarrassing identity was indeed difficult for a normal family to accept.

He Xiyan's mood sank to the bottom. She stroked her chest and felt that it hurt. After a while, tears flowed out of her eyes again, and the tears gathered into tears, falling one by one along her pale face.

She suddenly looked down at the ring on her ring finger, which was the first precious gift Jiahang gave her before he recovered his memory. The ring still looked very new, and it shone white under the light.

He Xiyan stared at the ring for a long time, and seemed to be a little hesitant, but after hesitating, she slowly took the ring off. She thought that she might not wear such a thing, because she didn't know how she and Jiahang would go on.

The sound of the door opening came from outside.

Chen Jiahang came back with a bag of vegetables.

"Yanyan..." Chen Jiahang shouted loudly as soon as he entered the door.

He Xiyan quickly wiped the tears from her eyes, and then put the ring she had just taken off into her pocket. She turned her head and looked at Jiahang who was walking towards her.

Chen Jiahang also looked at his woman at this time. He walked over, gently held her shoulders with both hands, and comforted her: "Yanyan, don't be nervous. Regarding the issue of Yuanyuan, I will communicate with my family. They are a little bit unacceptable for a while, but I will let them accept you."

Chen Jiahang said decisively. He had already made up his mind on the way back just now. He would not let Yanyan down, the woman who had accompanied him through the most difficult, poorest, and even stupid and dumb times.

No matter what happens in this life, he will choose to go on with her and grow old together. Even if she remembers her other child. .

He Xiyan's moist eyes were filled with entanglement and pain. The more Jiahang said so, the more entangled she felt.

Because she was not stupid, she knew that some contradictions could not disappear with a simple acceptance. Even if the Gu family reluctantly accepted her, they would not look down on her, let alone give her a good face.

How should she deal with herself after marrying into the Gu family?

"Jiahang..." He Xiyan looked up at the man who was more than 20 centimeters taller than her. She gently placed her hand on his face, still with that familiar touch and familiar breath. But she thought that maybe one day her hand would never touch such a familiar temperature again.

"Yanyan...it's okay." Chen Jiahang could see the sadness in her eyes and patted her back gently. "Don't worry, I will handle this problem. I will go to my mother now and explain it to her. Don't cry, it will ruin your makeup and it won't look good."

Chen Jiahang smiled faintly and kissed He Xiyan's forehead gently.

He turned around and walked out the door again.