Chapter 37

Meng Shaoting did not say a word and also lit up a cigarette. Meng Shaoqian's eyes flashed with a light that could see through everything quickly, and then sunk back into his usual tranquil state. "You're worried about making sense out of it, right?"

Meng Shaoting's finger that was holding onto a cigarette, suddenly stopped, a faint ridicule surfaced on his handsome face, and then, a little resentfully said, "Isn't it all because you escaped before the battle, Big Brother, that's why I set up a disgusting marriage? And now, that woman was injured because of me, how could I force her to scram?"

"Shao Ting! You are not allowed to say such words. You know that it is your wife, and that she was injured because of you! "

A trace of anger appeared on Meng Shaoqian's face as he reached out to extinguish the cigarette butt. His ink-spilt eyebrows slightly frowned, his firm and resolute nose bridge, yet his lips were pressed into a tight straight line.

"Big Brother, you seem to be very protective of her. I haven't heard you speak up for anyone." Meng Shaoting said. As he played with the cigarette in his hand, his eyes narrowed. His thin lips slightly curled up, but there was a cold smile on his face.

"I just don't help my relatives." Meng Shaoqian had already recovered, "Shao Ting, you should cherish the fact that someone has treated you like this."

"Am I going to be happy for the rest of my life just to thank her for saving my life?" Meng Shaoting casually threw the tip of his cigarette into the ashtray, clapped his hands, and said with disdain as he leaned back. He raised his head, but his smile gradually stiffened …

She only looked at Meng Shaoting in silence, and she could hear every word that he was saying clearly.

It turned out that the marriage that she valued so highly made him feel disgusted. She became his shackled rope because of his injuries. She was good to him, but she wanted to always stay by his side. It became the happiness of a lifetime.

While he was carrying her to the hospital, changing the medicine and wiping her body, while he was feeding her porridge, Jingzhi had thought that he liked her to care for her. It was as if the moment she rushed over to protect him without any hesitation, she finally understood how much she cared about him.

However, she was wrong again. The hand gripping the railing tightened, and there was even a sharp pain in her chest that made her unable to breathe. Was it a fake act of forgetting something, or was it because he was her first man?

"What are you doing out here? Don't know if your injuries have just recovered! " Although his tone was furious, when he looked at Jingwen, he more or less became nervous. He knew how hurtful his words were.

"Shao Ting, Jingjing knows that it's your wife, you can't call her that …"

"Big brother, you also know that she's my wife, so stop defending her!" Meng Shaoting slowly stood up and walked up the stairs. He pinched Jingwen's wrist and dragged her towards the bedroom: "Lie down on the bed for me. "Up!"