Chapter 1177 How Hard Was It for Him?

Yes, no one expected yuan anqi to attack her.

Because everyone knew that Ruizhi jumped into the biogas pit for Wen Yan and died to save wen yan.

Therefore, an common sense speculated that the person Yuan Anqi hated the most should be Wen Yan, and the person Wenren Liang's family hated the most should be Wen Yan.

But they speculated that Yuan Anqi didn't play the cards according to common sense, so it was her and the baby in her stomach that were ultimately hurt, not Wen Yan.

"Go back and rest."

Jiang Nuan said to Wenren Zhen, whose eyes were red.

"You don't have to stay here. I'm fine."

"I'll be right here with you."

Wenren Zhen said stubbornly:

"You sleep, I'll sleep on the sofa next to you."

"What are you... Doing?"

Jiang Nuan sighed and turned his face away.

"I feel like I can sleep soundly by your side."

Wenren Zhen whispered,

"In the afternoon, I went back to zhenyuan to lie down for an hour, but the room was empty and I couldn't sleep."

..." Jiang Nuan didn't know what to say.

"Go to sleep,"

Wenren Zhen raised her hand and smoothed her slightly messy hair on her forehead.

"Yes."

Jiang nuan answered, closing her eyes gently and saying nothing more.

In fact, she really wanted to argue with him, to have a big fight, and even to tell him that she could not live like this anymore. If she continued to live like this, even the people made of steel would probably be torn apart, not to mention that she was not made of steel.

But in the end, she didn't say anything, just closed her eyes and lay quietly.

This was not only because she was weak after the abortion last night, but also because she knew how difficult it was for Wenren Zhen now.

Unlike the first miscarriage, Wenren Zhen was able to control it that time, but he couldn't control it and was framed by Yuan Anqi and Cheng Yuner.

This time, it was beyond Wenren Zhen's control. She really couldn't blame Wenren Zhen for everything.

She was an adult, protecting her own children, and she had an unshirkable responsibility.

When danger came, she was the one who was slow to react.

When jie told her that something was wrong with Yuan Anqi, Yuan Anqi wouldn't have succeeded if she hadn't been there and instead turned around and ran into the house.

To blame others, to blame oneself, to forgive others! Grandma had taught her this since she was a child.

If she could forgive herself, how could she hold on to Wenren Zhen's negligence?

This time, she did not blame ren zhen, she just felt tired, never tired!

Wenren Zhen sat quietly by the bed and looked at Jiang Nuan, who had closed her eyes. She reached out and held her hand tightly in her hand.

He knew that she was not asleep, and he knew that her heart was getting colder and colder. Even after this time, did she start to lose her mind again?

The relationship between him and her had not recovered much, and it had soared in the last two months because she was pregnant.

He also thought that this daughter was the bond between their husband and wife. He also thought that he would send wen renliang and zhu jianjian to prison and completely destroy them. He would take her and Wen Yan to the castle in France for a vacation and let her give birth to their daughter there.

But who knew that the plan was far from changing fast, and their daughter, who had been so careful, was still not saved.

He couldn't let her leave again. Even if she was sad and disappointed, he wanted to keep her by his side and let her fall in love with him again.

Jiang Nuan kept closing her eyes. When Wenren Zhen held her hand, she knew that she didn't break free because she couldn't.

She did not know when she finally fell asleep. Perhaps it was because she had slept a lot during the day and had a light sleep. Not long after that, she woke up again.

She opened her eyes and was just about to get up when she couldn't move. She frowned and realized that she was being held by someone's hand. The person who was holding her was her husband, Wenren Zhen!

She raised her hand to her forehead, turned her head, and with the help of the faint light, saw the man who was hugging her, sleeping heavily. At this moment, her face with deep features appeared calm, without the firmness and seriousness of the day.

She tried to break away from him with a little force, but he held her even tighter, as if afraid that she would break away.

She sighed in her heart, almost inaudible, and finally chose to compromise, knowing that he had not slept for days and nights. If she struggled, she would only wake him up and disturb his rest.

Thus, she lay motionless and did not move, and the hand holding her relaxed a little. A few minutes later, there was a steady breathing sound in her ear.

Heron lake peninsula, Yunyi court.

Jian Yiyun and Wu Yueting were eating with yuxuan when Wenren Liang walked in from the door.

"Aliang,"

Jian Yiyun immediately called out to his son and said with some urgency:

"What did your father say? Does Ruizhi's shares in Shenghong group belong to you?"

Wenren Junlin originally gave 10 % of Shenghong group's shares to Wenren Liang, but specifically stated that 5 % of them belonged to Ruizhi.

Now that Ruizhi is dead, according to inheritance law, Ruizhi's 5 % stake in Shenghong group should be inherited by his parents.

Wenren Liang and Yuan Anqi were the parents of Ruizhi, both of whom had the right to inherit. Now Yuan Anqi was crazy and mentally ill. Ruizhi's 5 % stake naturally belonged to Ruizhi.

"Dad didn't say that."

Wenren Liang looked at jian yiyun with slight annoyance and said:

"Ruizhi's departure and Jiang Nuan's miscarriage were a huge blow to dad. Dad has been so haggard these two days that he didn't expect this to happen."

"He didn't expect you not to remind him?"

Jian Yiyun looked at his son and said,

"Sheng Hong's 5 % stake is the key. If you have this 5 % stake, you will definitely be able to turn around. You don't have to look at anyone's face anymore. Your hongda group will definitely not close down."

"Mom, I've already told him everything, but dad doesn't seem to understand. What can I do?"

Wenren Liang said irritably:

"I can't just ask, dad, when will Ruizhi transfer his 5 % stake in Sheng Hong to me?"

"Why can't you ask?"

Jian Yiyun said angrily:

"You should have inherited your son's inheritance. This is the law. Even if he had any objections, he wouldn't dare not give you the shares."

"Mom, dad looked for the monk to see the date. Ruizhi will be buried the day after tomorrow."

Wenren Liang looked at Jian Yiyun and said with a headache:

"Anyway, we have to wait for Ruizhi to be buried. It's not good to be too eager."

"Hey, okay,"

Jian Yiyun answered helplessly. Seeing that his son was not looking well, he quickly added, "I'm not... Worried about you. After all, Yuncheng's case will be in court by the end of the month."