Chapter 1024 How Could This Be?

Chapter 1024 how did this happen?

On new year's eve, Furong court was late because Wenren Ziyou and Xiaojie were there.

And because Jiang Nuan had to take care of her baby, Wenren Zhen took her back to the villa at nine o' clock in the evening.

When Jiang Nuan passed zhen yuan, he was surprised to find that the whole building was lit and couldn't help but make a sound of surprise.

"What's going on? Is there anyone living inside?"

"Where does anyone live?"

Wenren Zhen smiled and said:

"For new year's eve tonight, let it light up all night until the sun rises tomorrow."

"Is there anything particular about it?"

Jiang Nuan looked at Wenren Zhen in surprise.

Wenren Zhen smiled.

"I don't know what is particular about it. It seems to be a custom. Anyway, every new year's eve, the lights at home must be on all night. Besides, everyone is used to keeping the new year's eve."

"Okay,"

Suddenly, Jiang Nuan couldn't help but say,

"Do you mean that even if we don't live in the house, we have to keep the lights on?"

Wenren Zhen reached out and smoothed her hair on her forehead.

"Let those lights wait for us to come home. We'll move in on Wen Yan's second birthday."

Jiang nuan:

"Well, renting someone else's house is, after all, homeless."

Wenren Zhen was taken aback and looked at her with a slight frown.

"Don't you feel at home living with me?"

"I mean, renting someone else's house is not that secure."

Jiang nuan rolled her eyes at him.

"You used to live in america. Do you feel at home?"

"No." Wenren Zhen answered truthfully.

"That's it." Jiang Nuan curled his lips.

"But you and I live in a rented house in lu lake, but it feels like home."

Wenren Zhen said softly.

"Really?"

Jiang Nuan frowned slightly and asked doubtfully.

Wenren Zhen lowered his head and whispered in her ear:

"A place with you is home."

Where she is, is home?

When did this man learn to say such sweet nothings?

Jiang Nuan smiled and did not say a word, but his face was burning uncontrollably.

When he returned to his rented villa, he found that the whole building was also brightly lit. Wenren Zhen had turned on all the lights before dark.

Sending Jiang Nuan back to his room, Wenren Zhen went back to Furong court to pick up Wen Yan, who was still playing with little jieziyou. His son was too young, so he had better not let him keep the new year.

Wenren Zhen picked up Wen Yan, and Jiang Nuan sat on the sofa to watch the spring festival gala.

Perhaps because she didn't pay much attention to the people in the entertainment circle, she watched the spring festival gala and watched those people perform all kinds of programs. There were no expectant programs and no expectant people.

After watching the spring festival gala for about thirty or forty minutes, Wenren Zhen and Wen Yan were not back yet. Jiang nuan was about to call Wenren Zhen when the phone rang.

It was the landline in the lounge outside the bedroom, and she frowned slightly. Lying on the imperial concubine's couch, she did not want to move.

Besides, the doctor also said that she had to walk as little as possible during her pregnancy. Wenren Zhen had just returned from Furong court and had driven her.

But the phone kept ringing, and Wenren Zhen went to pick up Wen Yan. Before she came back, she had to get out of bed and slowly moved to the side hall outside.

Just as they reached the side hall, the phone stopped ringing again. She glared at the phone and turned to return to her room, but the bell rang again.

She reached out to pick up the microphone and gave a faint "Hello." There was a gust of wind and the faint sound of a car honking.

"Hello, where are you? Who are you looking for?"

Jiang Nuan asked again.

But there was still no answer in the microphone, and then came the rustling and struggling sounds...

Jiang Nuan was immediately stunned and was about to hang up when a familiar scream came from the microphone.

"Ah... Ah Zhen..."

"Pa -"

The microphone in Jiang Nuan's hand was heavily fastened to the phone, and the sound stopped abruptly.

Jiang Nuan leaned back against the wall, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes slightly. It took him a long time to recover his frightened soul.

No, absolutely not!

It was a deliberate prank to provoke their relationship!

The first thing she knew was that, she took a deep breath, picked up the phone again, and dialed Wenren Zhen's number.

Soon, a formulaic voice came from the microphone:

"The subscriber you dialed is turned off. Please dial later."

Shut down?

Jiang Nuan was clearly stunned.

How did he turn off his phone?

Is Wenren Zhen's phone dead?

Confused, she dialed Cai Xirong's number again. This time, it was connected quickly.

"Jiang Nuan, Wen Yan is still playing with xiao jie and zi you. He's having a good time and won't come back to sleep."

Cai Xirong was so happy that even his voice was filled with joy.

"What about Wenren Zhen? I want to eat some fruit. I want him to come back and peel the apple for me."

Jiang Nuan told a simple lie.

"Ah Zhen is out,"

Cai Xirong said over the phone:

"Jiang Nuan, if you want an apple, I'll peel it for you."

"Out?"

Jiang Nuan's heart sank and he asked quietly:

"When did you leave?"

"After he sent you back, he came back to pick up the phone and drove away. He hasn't come back yet."

Cai Xirong immediately sensed something was wrong over the phone and couldn't help but ask:

"What's wrong? Jiang Nuan, didn't he tell you when he went out?"

"Oh, it's okay."

Jiang Nuan quickly suppressed his emotions and said,

"He probably didn't tell me because he was afraid I was worried."

"Oh, that should be."

Cai Xirong comforted her over the phone.

"Don't worry. He's so big. He'll be fine. By the way, do you want an apple? I'll peel it for you."

"Then don't bother mom. I'll eat some other fruits first. There are other fruits on the bedside table."

Jiang Nuan quickly declined.

"Oh, well, you don't have to watch tv for too long. You need to rest early. Don't forget, you're not alone now..." Cai Xirong warned her on the phone again and ended the call.

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Nuan stood with his back against the wall for a long time, waiting for the ups and downs to gradually calm down before slowly moving back into the bedroom.

She sat down on the imperial concubine's couch and leaned against it. The spring festival gala that she had just enjoyed was suddenly dull, and all she felt was inexplicable irritation.

How could this be?

Why is this happening?

Didn't he say he didn't care about Cheng Yuner?

Why are you driving out to look for cheng yun tonight?

Forget about looking for cheng yun' er, he and Cheng Yuner actually -

Thinking of this, Jiang Nuan's brain was jolted.

No, it's not like that. Wenren Zhen doesn't have that kind of heart for Cheng Yuner. He shouldn't have done that kind of thing.

She could not doubt Wenren Zhen. She could never doubt him. Ning Xiner said that the most taboo between husband and wife was suspicion and distrust.

But what about the ambiguous voice on the phone and Cheng Yuner's screams?