The wealthy and the cold are chasing love: the cute little wife

Chapter 179 Protecting (4)

As time went by little by little, the two of them completely forgot everything, one lowered his head to the wound medicine, the other gazed at selflessly, all kinds of feelings were in his heart, and a touch of tenderness lingered around.

Such a warm scene is too rare, I am reluctant to let go of it, I just want to stay a little longer, just a second longer.

"Beep." The voice of the text message on the mobile phone broke through the mist. He kicked off her feet, jumped up, and walked outside without even looking at her.

"You have a good rest, I'm right next door, just call if you need anything."

The feeling just now was so warm that she mustered up the courage to call him, "Brother...do you really want to marry her?"

He paused without turning his head, "Yes."

The voice is crisp and firm.

She bit her lip until it turned white, and asked falteringly, "Can't you change your mind?"

"No." It was still that incomparably cold voice.

She suddenly stared, furious, and yelled capriciously like a child, "I don't like her, I hate her to death."

The corners of Shaozhe's mouth curled up, inexplicably joyful, since the reunion, she was like a stranger, unapproachable, polite and unfamiliar.

"I don't like it either, but I must marry."

This is the responsibility he has to shoulder, and he has no choice.

Danqing was furious, and asked ferociously, "Will you be happy if you marry a woman you don't like?"

There was a flash of self-mockery in his eyes, "What is happiness? I didn't know what it was for a long time."

Since that night, he has completely insulated from happiness.

In the past few years, I have been wandering like a wandering ghost, except for work or work, 24 hours a day, except for the five hours of sleeping, I have been working the rest of the time.

Great career results, but otherwise blank.

She shrank her heart, felt a dull pain, and muttered to herself, "You still hate me..."

He trembled like being pricked by a needle, and walked out quickly, "Let's rest."

Seeing the back of him almost running away, she was heartbroken, and impulsively, she rushed to hug him from behind, and said eagerly, "If I said, I didn't push mom downstairs, I didn't kill her, you Do you believe me?"

His body froze, and he asked coldly, "Who pushed that? Qi Yingying? Or LINDA?"

Her body trembled, she was speechless for a moment, and suddenly realized that no words were right.

Qi Yingying?He won't believe it.

LINDA?What's the difference with what she pushed?
Said that he accidentally fell down?He would scoff.

The scene was too chaotic at that time, and she didn't see the specific situation clearly.

Besides, Mrs. Han identified her before she died, even if she jumped into the Yellow River, she would not be able to clean up.

He was extra merciful by not sending her to prison.

He waited for a while, smiled wryly, and secretly mocked, at such a time, he actually tried to find an excuse to excuse her.

Sad and deplorable!
He is really a son of man in vain!
Mother will not forgive him.

He struggled hard, pulled her hands away, and walked away, leaving behind a tearful girl, completely unable to sleep.

I didn't sleep well all night, and when I woke up in the morning, I was groggy and uncomfortable.

"Ring ring ring." The doorbell rang, and she went to open the door.

It was the clerk of the florist, and he sent a large bouquet of delicate and beautiful roses, all of which were in bud, so beautiful that there were still a little dewdrops on them.

She stood at the door holding the bouquet in a daze, puzzled, since there was no one she knew in this place, who would send her flowers?

(End of this chapter)