The Rebirth of the National Goddess

Ding Siyu just stood in front of the man. She didn't know whether she was too short or the man was too tall. Standing beside him, she couldn't reach his shoulders.

There is a height difference of about 35 cm between the two.

When the man looked at her, his eyes were full of doting and strong possessiveness, but Ding Siyu's eyes were full of fear, restlessness and dodge.

"Look at me." The man reached out and clamped Ding Siyu's jaw, forcing her to look into his eyes.

He is very domineering, like a stern elder, with a sense of oppression all over his body, and a sense of danger in his dark eyes.

Ding Siyu looked at him and suddenly remembered the scene when the two met for the first time.

It was the first time she saw him then.

He has known her for many years.

They are husband and wife, but they are also passersby, because there is no love between them.

Three years of marriage, sharing the same bed with different dreams, "respecting each other as guests".

Regarding their marriage, Ding Siyu can only use four words to describe it.

Take by force.

He is the figure standing at the top of the pyramid, and she is just a victim of family interests.

The man in front of him seemed to dote on her and love her, but in fact it was just possessiveness and novelty at work.

Between them, there is only exchange, no love.

This is a marriage where everyone gets what they want.

"I'm sorry, it won't happen in the future..." After a while, Ding Siyu looked at the man and whispered such a sentence, Danfeng's eyes were full of thick mist.

In front of this person, Ding Siyu has never had any sense of existence.

She is afraid of him.

Chu Jin could see a strong sense of harmony on the facial features of the two of them, which is what is called husband and wife in physiognomy.

However, the relationship between the two is not smooth. They are clearly in love with each other, but neither of them speaks.

There is still a long way to go, as long as you walk through this bumpy road, you will stay together forever, the music will be in harmony, and your sons and daughters will be twins.

It was not easy for Chu Jin to intervene in the affairs between the husband and wife, so he found an excuse and left the ward temporarily.

After Chu Jin left, the man waved his hand, and the big man in black in the room retreated completely.

The man stretched out his hand, and the sick room was immediately separated by a white curtain, and only Ding Siyu and him were left in the small space.

The atmosphere is a bit cramped.

"I'm sorry..." Ding Siyu apologized again, she rarely had the chance to communicate with him, and every time she spoke, the words she uttered the most were "um", "oh" and "sorry."

The man said while walking in front of Ding Siyu, "I said before, we are husband and wife, there is no need to say sorry between husband and wife."

"Got it," Ding Siyu didn't dare to look him in the eyes, and stepped back while walking, "It won't happen in the future..."

She was always like this, always facing herself with a face of fear, like a frightened little white rabbit.

Ding Siyu kept walking backwards until her back touched the wall behind her and she stopped in her tracks.

Ding Siyu suddenly thought of a vocabulary she saw on the Internet two days ago.

wall dong.

This is usually a bridge between the male and female protagonists.

But what happened between him and her was nothing but horror.

He is the hero.

She may not be the heroine.

"Call me by name." The man leaned over suddenly.

"Call me by my name." The man repeated, the decibel increased a bit, with a sense of majesty.

After three years of marriage, in her impression, she never called her name.

Ding Siyu raised her eyes cautiously, and her delicate phoenix eyes met the man's eyes.

The four eyes are facing each other, and the flames are shining.

Under his coercion, Ding Siyu spoke slowly, "Han Zi..." A single word has not been uttered yet.

Ding Siyu's mind went blank, almost unable to react.

The atmosphere in the ward heated up rapidly.

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Chu Jin stood outside the ward, looked down at the phone, and quickly tapped the English keys with ten fingers.

She is chatting with the editor.

Linglong Dice: "Honey, the time for the signing event has been confirmed, it's December 12th."

Jinxiu Heshan: "...so fast?"

Singles' Day is now less than a month away.

Linglong Dice: "That's right, the signing event is to strike while the iron is hot. With your popularity so high now, it will definitely explode."

A period of time has passed since the plagiarism incident, and the daimyo of the deceased is becoming more and more famous in the literary world.

Chu Jin's Weibo fans have risen to more than 90 million.

The previous author with the highest number of fans in the author world was Nishang Yiwu.

She has more than 30 million fans, ranking first in the author world. For an author, 30 million fans is already an astronomical number.

But Chu Jin outnumbered her by three times.

It is conceivable that she is such a terrifying existence.

Chu Jin looked at the message sent by the editor, and slowly typed a "good" past.

Lu Yan's reputation has been ruined, and he is currently living a life of no fixed place, and can only live in a dark and damp basement.

As for Shen Lingtian, although he is still the person in charge of the Shen Corporation, his life is not very easy. Basically, he receives calls from investors to withdraw their capital every day.

It's like, invisible hands are manipulating all this.

Shen Lingtian is not a fool, he knows that someone is secretly targeting Shen.

However, when he went to check, he couldn't find anything.

Just when Shen Lingtian was so busy, he received a call.

"Hello, I'm the person in charge of the Zhao Group, Zhao Yiling." The other party directly reported his family name.