The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

She had always been strong in front of outsiders. It was easy to forget that she was actually just a girl in her twenties.    

She watched the movie and put her true feelings into it. For some reason, she thought of herself and Xie Ze Xing.    

The ending of the movie was beautiful. What about them?    

Their relationship went too smoothly. Nan Yichun deliberately neglected one thing - the white moonlight that Xie Zexing hid in his heart.    

She had told herself many times not to worry about it. Who hadn't gone through it?    

However, when she thought about how Xie Zechuan, who was full of cold feelings, had treasured it for so many years, how much she should like it.    

They had only been in love for less than half a year. Could it be compared to their love for so many years?    

Nan Yichun felt that he might have been affected by this movie. The more he thought about it, the more pessimistic he felt.    

Xie Zechuan panicked a little. He wiped her tears without knowing what to do. "Why is it that the more you cry, the more ruthless you become?"    

She had been fine just now. Why did she suddenly cry like this?    

Xie Zechuan frowned. Does it hurt? Was the movie too sad? I won't watch this next time. "    

The more Nan Yichun listened to him, the more he wanted to cry.    

The person in front of him was now by his side, then what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? He might not be around anymore, and might not be around at any time.    

What if White Moonlight returned?    

Nan Yichun suddenly realized that she could feel Xie Zecheng's insecurity.    

She was now.    

Extreme fear, unease.    

The movie ended and the lights lit up, allowing Xie Zecai to clearly see how miserable she was crying.    

"Why is she crying so miserably?" Xie Zexing held up her small face. "Big Miss, you have turned from a delicate rose to a withered rose."    

This casual sentence made Nan Yichun laugh.    

Xie Zechuan changed into a wet tissue and wiped her tears, trying to minimize the damage to her. "Why should I cry if I can laugh?"    

Fortunately, Nan Yichun did not put on makeup. Otherwise, he would probably cry and take off his makeup.    

Hearing his question.    

But thinking of their uncertain future, she suddenly threw herself into his arms and her tears silently fell.    

It was as if she was using this movie as an excuse to vent the uneasiness in her heart.    

Even Xie Zexing was at a loss as to what to do.    

What did he say again?    

What exactly happened?    

He rarely saw Nan Yichun cry. This was the first time he saw her cry so badly. He was almost worried sick.    

Aunt, who was cleaning, came in.    

"What happened to the young man? You bullied such a beautiful girlfriend?"    

Xie Zechuan didn't know either, so he could only say,... "Maybe the movie is too sad."    

Aunt held the broom." Aiyo, this movie has been watched by couples many times. They were all very happy when they went out. Why is your girlfriend crying like this? Should I consider that it's not a problem with the movie?"    

In other words, there's a problem with him?    

Xie Zecai was at a loss. What did he do wrong?    

"Alright, alright. Go out and coax your girlfriend. Aunt is going to clean up. It is time for the next round. Don't let Aunt deduct her salary."    

Xie Zexing carried her out.    

The princess carried the little girl all the way to the underground parking garage with her clothes on her shoulders and the little girl in her arms.    

He changed his hand to carry her and opened the car door. He put her in the front passenger seat and draped the clothes over her body, wrapping her tightly. "Why are you crying like this?"    

"Is there a problem with the movie, or is there a problem with me?" Xie Zecheng wiped the corner of the little girl's eyes and moved closer to her. His usually calm voice was extremely gentle. "Why are you crying? Hmm? "    

Nan Yichun felt that it was useless even if he said it.    

Perhaps he had already forgotten about that White Moonlight now. Once she mentioned it, it might be the right time to settle things for him.    

Nan Yichun bit his lower lip and shook his head.    

"That movie."    

Xie Zecheng frowned. Instinct told him that it was not because of the movie.    

But she refused to say it, so he didn't ask any further.    

After circling around to the driver's seat, he put on his seatbelt and looked at Nan Yichun. "Do you want to go somewhere else to play?"    

"Go back."    

She had no experience dealing with this kind of thing. Maybe she could ask Niannian?