Mr. Shen’s soft rose is a bit cold

Xie Xiaochu put on the Xingyan necklace for her, with red eyes, "Sister, if I could see Qiqi's current appearance, she would be very happy."

Ruan Qingmeng turned around and hugged her, "Auntie, mom is always by my side, she can see it."

Xie Chuxiao calmed down her emotions, with tears in her eyes, and raised a smile, "Today is a happy day, I won't cry."

Since the two of them met, she asked Shi Qingbai to find out about her current situation. The news she got almost made her collapse, and her regret almost drove her to collapse. Fortunately, at this time, she received an invitation letter from Qiqi to get engaged. , which pulled her out of the abyss of pain and guilt of losing her sister.

When the time came, Shen Xinghe wore a tailor-made dark blue suit, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. His slender figure was as tall as a bamboo. His movements were restrained and calm. The beautiful bouquet in his hand gave him an indescribable sense of bewitchment.

Ruan Qingmeng watched him slowly walk up to her, completely covering the perverse and violent boy in his memory.

He knelt down on one knee and handed the bouquet to her with both hands, his eyes pious, like a loyal warrior looking at everything about him.

This scene seemed to have happened thousands of times in my sleep.

Ruan Qingmeng's hand that took the bouquet trembled imperceptibly, and she put her other hand on his broad palm without hesitation.

The world is as prosperous as a dream, no matter what the future holds, Shen Xinghe at this moment is hers.

He held her hand, walked out of the room, walked down the steps, and walked to his relatives and friends.

There were no people from the mall at the engagement party, only relatives and close friends.

Mu Yan did not come back, but just sent a message saying that she would definitely come when they held the wedding.

Bai Ziqin, as the master of ceremonies at the engagement banquet, watched the two exchange rings. Under the cheers of the crowd, the man's kiss fell on the bride's red lips.

He had a lot of emotions over the nine years. His eyes subconsciously fell to the seat and met a pair of equally complex eyes.

During the banquet, Mrs. Shen looked at them laughing and crying, and kept saying yes.

After the banquet, the two of them had just returned to Xinyue Mansion when they received a call from Mrs. Zhang, saying that the old lady was ill.

Ruan Qingmeng and Shen Xinghe drove to the hospital. The old lady held Ruan Qingmeng's hand in one hand and Shen Xinghe's hand in the other, looking at them with a weak smile.

"It's great, it's great that you can be together... The tragedies of the old man and me, and the tragedies of A Yao and Wei Ya will never happen again..."

She took a few breaths and smiled again: "Don't worry, the Bai family girl won't say anything anymore. I'm dying, and there's only this I can do for you..."

After saying that, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Ruan Qingmeng and Shen Xinghe looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

The old lady's condition was not good, and neither of them left. This was a rest room in a private hospital with special escorts.

Lying on the narrow bed, Ruan Qingmeng held the man's arms, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and finally asked: "How could the old lady do it?"

Shen Xinghe held her waist and rubbed her hair after hearing this: "This is a family matter of the Bai family, so I handed this matter over to Ziqin. I asked him just now, and he said that he was originally I wanted to send Bai Anqi to an accident on the way abroad, and she could never speak again. Unexpectedly, Bai Anqi suddenly went crazy and jumped from the ship into the sea. When she was fished out, she only had one breath left. She is still here. rescue."

The dim light from the corridor filtered in, dispelling the darkness in the room.

Ruan Qingmeng exhaled and said, "We all underestimated grandma."

Shen Xinghe chuckled lightly, "Yes, although our Shen family has some hundreds of years of heritage, in fact, it was only from my grandfather's generation that we really became rich. You can only imagine their methods."

Ruan Qingmeng nodded and said nothing.

She knew that after Shen Yao's hit-and-run accident, Mrs. Shen took care of the rear.

In the quiet atmosphere, Shen Xinghe suddenly said: "Shen Yao fell ill in prison and seems to be a little bit serious."

When he finished speaking, Ruan Qingmeng's heart skipped a beat and she looked up at him. Shen Xinghe lowered his head and looked at her in the dim light, "This is my wedding gift to you. Do you like it?"

He spoke calmly and his mood was calm.

However, Ruan Qingmeng felt a sudden chill go down her spine. She looked into his eyes quietly for a moment, then suddenly laughed and moved to his lips to kiss him.

She pressed her lips against his and said, "I like it."

She not only likes his gifts, but also likes him!

The kiss deepened, and the breaths became entangled.

Ruan Qingmeng was pinned down by the man, and a hot kiss fell on her lips and on her neck, "Qiqi, do you feel my love?"

Her heartbeat quickened, she held his face in her hands, and took the initiative to kiss him.

After a long time.

For the first time, Ruan Qingmeng felt that he would be so tired if he didn't do it until the end. There was a thin layer of sweat on his body, which made him feel sticky and uncomfortable.

Shen Xinghe went out and brought in warm water, wet the towel, and wiped her a little, forgetting to leave a few marks on her body.

Ruan Qingmeng tried his best to stop him, so he didn't rub himself a second time.

It was daybreak, and the old lady's condition was relatively stable, but she had no intention of waking up.

Shen Xinghe had finished all his work in the past few days in advance for the engagement, and just had time to stay in the hospital. On the first day after their marriage, the two of them walked around the small garden of the hospital.

In the evening, at Shen Xu's insistence, the two returned to Xinyue Mansion...another house on her floor.

This house has two rooms on one floor. Speaking of which, she has never seen her neighbors since she lived here. She thought that the house opposite had either not been sold yet or that the owner did not live here.

Looking at the big red words "Happy" on the room and the simple decoration style and color she liked, I couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Are you my neighbor?"

Shen Xinghe nodded: "Since I found out you bought that house, I bought it at a high price."

Ruan Qingmeng pinched her eyebrows, "So sometimes you suddenly leave in the middle of the night, but you actually come back here?"

There was a hint of uneasiness on Shen Xinghe's face: "Actually, I just come back here sometimes."

The apartment here has the same layout as that one, with two bedrooms and two living rooms. The small dining room here has been transformed into a cloakroom, which is filled with clothes of her size.

All year round, you’ll find it all.

Through the glass door, she saw her favorite hairpins displayed inside. After a cursory glance, there were no less than ten types.

"You transformed the dining room into a cloakroom, what should I do with dinner?"

Shen Xinghe smiled, "Go to my wife's house to eat."

Ruan Qingmeng bit her lower lip, looked back at him and said, "You have to pay to eat at my house."

Her gentle eyebrows became softer under the light, ironing his restless heart.

He approached her and asked in a low voice, "How much?"

She reached out and grabbed his two-buttoned shirt and pulled it down, "Three meals a night, are you willing?"

His hot lips fell, and he used actions to swear his answer.