Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

Chapter 178 Becoming a Shrew 4
When Cheng Yiming arrived at the police station, I was with my hips akimbo, my hair messy, chasing after the middle-aged uncle whose head was hit by her like a shrew, and asked, "Is there an 'I am Miss' engraved on my forehead?" Four words? Do I look like a shameless vixen? Let me tell you, I am a woman from a good family, not a lady, nor a vixen! I hate vixens, and only vixens shamelessly seduce other people's husbands!"

The middle-aged uncle was completely awake from wine, and because of his guilty conscience, he didn't dare to lift his head when he was sitting there, let alone speak.

Where has Cheng Yiming seen me act wild?He grinned and said to the policeman, "I'm Mr. Su Lala. I'm sorry. My wife is in a bad mood. Please forgive me if I offend you."

The policeman said, "No wonder, she looks like she has taken gunpowder."

Cheng Yiming signed the guarantee form and agreed to compensate the middle-aged uncle for his medical expenses.

After all the formalities were completed, Cheng Yiming led me out of the police station.

I followed behind Cheng Yiming, and when the wind blew, I woke up slightly.I didn't expect that I couldn't be a vixen, but a shrew.

Ah, shrew!

I never imagined that even if I was a shrew, I could do it so vividly!

After getting into Cheng Yiming's car, I sat on the passenger seat, rested my head on the seat cushion very tiredly, and closed my eyes.After a while, I said, "Cheng Yiming, congratulations."

Cheng Yiming's voice was surprised: "Congratulations? Congratulations to me?"

I didn't move, and my eyes didn't open: "Congratulations, you're going to be a father soon."

Cheng Yiming was puzzled: "What?"

I was startled, opened my eyes, and turned my head to look at Cheng Yiming who was driving.Cheng Yiming looked at me from the rearview mirror, his astonishment did not seem to be feigned.I sighed: "Didn't Ding Nuomin tell you? She came to me just now and said that she was pregnant with your child and asked me to leave to fulfill your family of three."

"What? Nuo Min came to look for you?" Cheng Yiming understood, he drove the car close to the side of the road, stopped, looked at me solemnly, and asked, "Lala, Nuo Min came to see you, she said something What?"

I repeated: "She said she was pregnant with your child, and asked me to leave to fulfill your family of three."

Cheng Yiming asked, "How do you answer her?"

I said, "I answered her: Cheng Yiming is not a three-year-old child. He has hands and feet. If he really wants to leave me, how can I help him? He will leave by himself."

Cheng Yiming fell silent.

After a while, Cheng Yiming lowered his head and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, held it in his mouth, lit it, took a deep breath, then lowered half of the car window and stretched out his hand.

I saw the blue smoke rising from Cheng Yiming's hands, the smoke was winding and graceful, and the tough smell, soft on the outside and strong on the inside, directly swept people's hearts.

Cheng Yiming didn't speak at this time, and I didn't speak either. I just leaned my head on the seat and looked at him quietly.

The dim street lamps fell dimly on Cheng Yiming's handsome face, flickering on and off.Cheng Yiming lowered his head, turned his face sideways, the cigarette in his hand, and the sparks at the end were flickering, reflecting the very, very deep and painful half of Cheng Yiming's face.

After smoking a cigarette, Cheng Yiming slowly rolled up the window.

The night gradually deepened and was very quiet. The dim lights outside swayed with a mysterious atmosphere.

Finally, Cheng Yiming said, "Lala, I'm sorry."

It seems that this is true.I felt sad, and I said, "Don't say I'm sorry. If you really want to say it, you can talk to Ding Nuomin."

"Lala—" Cheng Yiming said, "It's not what you imagined."

"It's not what I imagined, so what is it?" I asked, "Could you say that Ding Nuomin was not pregnant at all? Or, the child in Ding Nuomin's womb is not yours? ——I know, I have no right to ask these questions, but after all, I am your wife in name, am I not? Now that she is making trouble, tell me, what should I do? "

"I'll take care of this matter," Cheng Yiming said.

"How do you handle it?" I demanded.

"Anyway, Ding Nuomin won't make trouble again in the future!" Cheng Yiming said.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked.

Cheng Yiming glanced at me, did not answer this question, but said slowly: "Lala, have you forgotten? As I said, our one-year marriage contract will not end early! No matter what happens, I must Keep the agreement between us, and I will never go back on my word."

I don't know why, Cheng Yiming's businesslike tone irritated me.

Since our one-year marriage contract won't end prematurely, why does he still want to flirt outside?Let those vixens come to the house and ask me to step aside?Cheng Yiming, what am I supposed to be?
Thinking about it this way, I couldn't help but get angry.

I don't understand, what's the matter with me, I can't hold my breath?It's not my style.But, I can't control it. At this moment, I have completely lost my mind, and I can't control myself at all.I tensed my face, pulled away the car without saying a word, and got out of Cheng Yiming's car.

Cheng Yiming was surprised: "Lala, what are you doing?"

I didn't answer, and I didn't look at him. Instead, I rushed to the opposite side of the road to call him.I didn't go back by Cheng Yiming's car, but by myself - I just wanted to let Cheng Yiming know that other clay bodhisattvas also have fire, not to mention that I have a flesh and blood body?
Cheng Yiming also got out of the car, hurried over, and took my hand.I slammed his hand away.Cheng Yiming reached out his hand again, and took my hand again.I throw it again.

Cheng Yi tweeted at me: "Lala——"

I didn't answer, just bit my lip and rushed towards the opposite road.But I didn't notice that a red taxi was speeding towards me.Amidst the screams of others, the taxi's sharp brakes stopped abruptly less than a foot away from my body.

There was a man in his 30s who stuck his head out of the taxi, and he yelled angrily: "Are you looking for death? Do you think it takes too long?"

I was so frightened that I stood there dumbfounded, not knowing how to react.

Cheng Yiming over there ran over with a pale face and pulled me away. He apologized to the taxi driver: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

The taxi driver cursed again: "Crazy! You two are going to make a noise, go home and close the gate before making a noise, what kind of flower guns are you playing here?" After cursing, he retracted his head and drove off in the car.

I was dumbfounded.

I almost became a ghost under the car, and I was only a little bit away from going to heaven.

Cheng Yiming looked at me, pulled me to the side of the road, and then he held me in his arms without saying a word.I couldn't help but hugged him tightly. Through my clothes, I immediately felt his scorching body temperature, and it spread to my body all at once.

Cheng Yiming murmured, "Lala, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

I feel wronged, infinite wronged.But I just bit my lip tightly and said nothing.

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(End of this chapter)