Chapter 585 : Attempted Suicide?

Zhao Wenzong nodded. "I understand what you're thinking. Although this is true, it doesn't stop me from liking Wen Ya. I want to pursue her, I want to marry her..." "Even if... She might not be able to have children, you still firmly marry her? Wen Zong, you have to think about this carefully. Don't marry her and despise her for not having children." Ji Hanxiao said softly, this is not a small matter, it is a perso

For the rest of his life.

And it also affected Zhou Wenya's fate in the future. If one day Zhou Wenya really fell in love with Zhao Wenzong, but he despised her, it would be troublesome.

Zhou Wenya had been hit once, and it was impossible to take another hit. Zhao Wenzong nodded his head with great seriousness. "Ji Zong, I understand what you mean. In my life, love is the most important thing. Whether I can have a child or not, everything will follow fate. If she can't have a child, I don't care. My parents are very good at this.

Enlightened, do you know that I have three brothers, my eldest brother and sister-in-law have three children, and my second brother is still a celibate. My parents are happy that I can get married, so they don't care if my wife can have children. "

Ji Hanxiao looked at his loyal subordinates and nodded gently. "Just think it through. If miss Zhou Wenya falls in love with you, she can't be hurt again."

Zhao Wenzong smiled bitterly. "It's not easy to move her heart."

Ji Hanxiao was silent. All he could do was to give them a chance. He couldn't do anything else.

Zhou Wenya was so excited, it was estimated that in the past two years, it was difficult to have a good impression of men, and was stimulated by Mrs. Pan again...

Ji Hanxiao rubbed his temples. This year has been really unpleasant! What bothered him most was how to make Qiao Ran feel less guilty and remorseful, but he really had no choice.

For Zhou Wenya, her pain and suffering were not made up of money and material things.

...

Zhou Wenya's house.

Qiao Ran was standing in the studio, drawing intently.

Zhou Wenya said that she wanted to see her draw, so Qiao Ran had to pick up the pen casually, but she suddenly remembered Zhou Wenya's dance before, and drew her dance appearance on the paper.

Zhou Wenya looked at himself on the paper, his numb eyes glowing.

When did she ever want to be a painter? Unfortunately, all these dreams became a fantasy because of her family background.

Now looking at myself on the paper, it's really... Amazing.

However, thinking of what happened before, Zhou Wenya's heart slowly sank.

"Mrs. Ji, I think you should go back and rest... I'm not used to having people rest with me in my room." Zhou Wenya waited half an hour for joe to dye the painting before he spoke softly.

Qiao Ran put down his brush and looked back at her. "But... I still don't trust you."

Zhou Wenya shook his head and looked out the window. "I won't let it go... Don't worry!"

Qiao Ran frowned. What was she going to do now?

Her heart was filled with pain, and she suddenly felt so tired of living, and the debt on her body was too heavy.

"Mrs. Ji, if I were to commit suicide... I would have done it a long time ago. Don't wait until now. Don't worry!" Zhou Wenya's eyes were empty, and Qiao Ran sighed. "Isn't it good for me to stay here?"

"If you stay here, I won't be able to rest well."

Seeing that zhou Wen Ya was so insistent, Qiao Ran had no choice but to tidy up the studio, then secretly told the servants to look after Zhou Wenya, and if anything was wrong, inform her immediately.

Qiao Ran left, and Zhou Wenya slowly walked into the bathtub alone and started to drain the water, ready to take a bath.

She thought of Mrs. Pan's words and her heart ached like it was being twisted again.

As she lay in the bathtub, Zhou Wenya slowly immersed herself in it.

The water soaked her chin, nose, eyes...

Zhou Wenya opened his mouth, took a sip of water, and filled his nose with water.

The taste of death made her sit up abruptly and spit out the water in her mouth.

Her nose was sore and painful, and she choked on water.

Zhou Wenya coughed a few dozen times before slowly regaining his senses. "I'm a victim... Why should I commit suicide... Oh, I won't die, I won't die! If you want to die, you have to wait until you see what happens to her!" Zhou Wenya's eyes were filled with madness, and she sneered a few times, covering her face.

Wipe it clean.

No matter what, she still had to live. Only when she saw that Qiao Ran had what she deserved would she be willing! When Qiao Ran got home, he was depressed. When Siyan, who had just returned from a date with Xi Haoting, saw her like this, he couldn't help but ask strangely, "Mom, didn't you go to celebrate sister Wen Ya's birthday? Why does she seem unhappy now?

What does it look like? "

Qiao Ran looked at his daughter in the living room and shook his head. "There was an accident. It's getting late. You should rest early!"

"Okay, I'll finish watching this show. It's ten minutes away!" Siyan nodded and frowned at Qiao Ran's weak back. "Hey, young people have their troubles, and mothers have their troubles too. People live, but there are many troubles." Siyan thought to himself that she and Xi Haoting were not bad, but there was also Zhang Xiaoli in the middle. This woman was really hateful.

Every now and then, she would come out to play tricks on Siyan, and the thought of her made him upset.

Upstairs, when Qiao Ran returned to his room, he saw Ji Hanxiao sitting on the bed reading the newspaper.

"Honey, you're back?" Seeing Qiao Ran come back, Ji Hanxiao was a little surprised. He put down the newspaper and came up to her. He reached out and gently stroked her tired face.

"Honey, don't think so much..." Ji hanxiao took her into his arms and gently patted her on the back, trying to relieve her pressure.

Qiao Ran sighed softly, her eyes full of unbridled worry. "It seems that Wen Ya has been stimulated again. After all... She's been through something like that, and her mood is unstable. After much effort, Mrs. Pan ruined everything again."

Ji Hanxiao frowned, reached out and gently rubbed her hair, gently comforting her, "Don't think too much, Wen Ya is still a strong person. If she's not strong, how can she learn what she likes?"

Qiao Ran didn't say anything. She remembered what Zhou Wenya said and felt even more heavy in her heart. She said that she liked Ji Hanxiao. Was it true or not? "I talked to Zhao Wenzong. He said he didn't mind Wen Ya being infertile." Ji Hanxiao gently stroked her hair and continued to comfort her. "I will give them more chances to be together. If Wen Zong can really open her heart, then

She will never be as lonely and helpless as she is now. "

Qiao Ran shook her head slowly, and an unnatural look flashed in her eyes. "I'm afraid she doesn't like Zhao Wenzong. She might have someone in her heart." "Someone in your heart? She has someone she likes?" Ji Hanxiao was surprised