Chapter 366
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Lin Nuan carried her bag and walked towards Wen Moshen.
But Wen Moshen's gaze went past Lin Nuan and stared at the Maybach. He knew Fu Huai 'an was in the driver's seat.
He wanted to see Fu Huai 'an's expression through the windshield.
Lin Nuan went to Iraq for him. As her husband now, how would Fu Huai 'an react?
Would he be angry or indifferent? Wen Moshen couldn't figure it out.
Fu Huai 'an rolled down the window as he watched Lin Nuan's slender back view. The air after the rain was especially fresh and humid. It was a little chilly as it poured in through the window.
Fu Huai 'an lit a cigarette and rested his elbow on the window as he smoked, his gaze distant.
Lin Nuan was walking towards her past. Today was a ceremony for Lin Nuan to bid farewell to her past. Fu Huai 'an had the patience to wait.
…
Standing in front of Wen Moshen, Lin Nuan realized that stubble had appeared on his chin. Unlike his usual elegant and gentle appearance, he looked more dispirited and disheveled. His eyes were filled with suppressed emotions.
Wen Moshen didn't sleep the entire night. He was at Lin Nuan's door the entire night. It wasn't until he heard from the neighbor that Lin Nuan didn't return that he remembered that Lin Nuan was married and was probably living with Fu Huai 'an. That was why he waited at the entrance of the broadcasting building early in the morning.
Lin Nuan was wearing a cap, and under the shadow, her delicate and pretty face could be seen. She gazed at Wen Moshen with her clear black eyes and said, "Brother Moshen, I know you were impulsive after seeing the photos yesterday. That's why you sent those messages."
Wen Moshen's dark gaze swept over the Maybach, and his eyes reddened.
Before seeing those photos, Wen Moshen was touched, heartbroken, and guilty when he knew Lin Nuan went to Iraq to look for him.
But the photos from last night shocked Wen Moshen.
Lin Nuan, a young lady, was injured in Iraq, and yet she was still looking for him.
Especially that reporter's words. Every word was like a sharp knife stabbing into Wen Moshen's heart, causing him to bleed profusely.
Wen Moshen regretted. He regretted that he had calculated the gap and distance between the two of them in such detail and had thought so much about it.
"Nuan Nuan, can I regret it?" Wen Moshen's voice was slightly choked. "What price can I pay to get back the Lin Nuan I once was?"
The cold wind throughout the night didn't calm Wen Moshen down. Instead, it made him feel like his heart was on fire, and he regretted it so much that he wanted to die.
He repeatedly looked at the photo of Lin Nuan in Iraq on his phone. He watched as she held up his photo with her head covered in blood as she asked the medical staff for his whereabouts. Wen Moshen's heart clenched so tightly that he couldn't breathe, and he almost suffocated!
That photo made Wen Moshen smoke an entire pack of cigarettes. He choked until he coughed violently, but he couldn't stop. He choked until his tears fell like pearls from a broken necklace, and his vision blurred over and over again. He sat in the car and held it in … He didn't even have the right to cry out loud!
Compared to Lin Nuan, what was his love? It was full of hesitation, full of deliberation!
From today onward, Wen Moshen would no longer dare to say that he loved Lin Nuan without any hesitation!
From the photos to the recording of Gu Hanyan and Lin Nuan's conversation …
On the day of Wen Moshen and Gu Hanyan's wedding, Bai Xiaonian had played it down, but it was only when he heard this conversation that Wen Moshen felt heartbroken.
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