Strong Marriage: Every Step Wins

"Okay, anyway, today is destined to be a sleepless night." Matilian said, turned around, and Su Biyao also turned around, and the two fell asleep facing each other.

Su Biyao looked into Matilian's shining eyes, and then said: "Actually, I married Lu Zhenyu for a purpose."

"Is it for his money?" Matilian looked at Su Biyao carefully, and couldn't believe that Su Biyao was doing it for Lu Zhenyu's money. Based on what he knew about Su Biyao, he was definitely not that kind of person.

"No." After hearing this answer, Madi Lian breathed a sigh of relief. Based on her understanding of Su Biyao, she also knew that Su Biyao was not that kind of person.

"When I was 14 years old, my parents died in a car accident." When Su Biyao mentioned this past, she still felt a little pain in her heart, and she sighed before she could continue, "I thought it was a natural disaster. , There is no way, just when I was about to drop out of school, Mr. Lu, that is, Lu Zhenyu's grandfather, was the one who sponsored me to go to school, so I can have what I am today."

"So that's how you know each other?" Madeleine suddenly felt a little emotional. Although it was not as romantic as expected, isn't it happiness to be so plain?
"Yeah, just this year, I learned that the truth of my parents' death was not that simple. It was a group because my parents had evidence of their violations. Just when my parents were about to hand over these to the prosecutor's office, the car accident happened. happened."

After finishing speaking, Su Biyao smiled wryly, even though it had been ten years since the incident, whenever she thought of the scene of the car accident, she always felt very painful in her heart.

The tragic situation of her parents often appeared in front of her. Su Biyao looked at the cold moonlight, perhaps because it was the first day of junior high school, and the moon in the sky was very round. Such scenes always aroused Su Biyao's homesickness.

"I didn't expect you to have such a tragic life experience." Matilian also felt a lot of emotion. Speaking of it, acquaintance is fate, and being able to get together is also fate. Thinking of the completely different appearances of Dewey people before and after, Matilian also felt a little dissatisfied. Comfortable.

"Yeah, it's hard for me to compete with that group alone, so old man Lu made a deal with me. As long as I marry his grandson Lu Zhenyu and conceive a child, he will help me avenge him." Su Biyao said lightly, After saying these words, Su Biyao felt that her feelings for Lu Zhenyu became clearer in her heart.

That's right, it was a transaction from the very beginning, so what kind of relationship is there after that?
"It turns out that the relationship between you is like this. Does that mean that I can pursue Mr. Lu in the future?" Madeline smiled and said mischievously.

Su Biyao rolled her eyes, and suddenly felt that she had made a mistake. Looking at the relationship between Dewey and Matilian these days, she was a little negligent. Matilian once said that she wanted to pursue Lu Zhenyu.

"I don't believe you will."

After finishing speaking, Su Biyao turned her head and looked at the bright moon outside the window again. Although she had only been abroad for more than a month, she actually missed her hometown, the place where she grew up, and even more so, the indescribable person.

"Go to sleep, it's already late." Madeline smiled, turned around, the bed was huge, and there was a long distance between the two of them, but Su Biyao felt that their hearts were so close.

"When you have a chance, you can go back to China with me." Su Biyao smiled, and said sincerely, if you can have such a friend, it would be great.

"Let's talk about it when the time comes. I don't know if there is such an opportunity." Matilian suddenly had some bad premonitions in her heart. Ever since she met Lu Zhenyu, this feeling in her heart has become stronger and stronger.

When Su Biyao heard that Matilian was still swearing that she would go back to China with them, she didn't expect to change her mind in the past few days, and she was also a little confused.

I don't know why, but she was extremely worried about Madeleine in her heart, and there was always a kind of sadness that heaven and man would be separated forever.

These days, Su Biyao stayed in her room and didn't dare to go out, which saved a lot of trouble. For one thing, even if Madeline told Du Pont not to come here.

But whenever Du Pont has important matters, he still has to come here, and if Su Biyao doesn't go out, the chance of encountering Du Pont is greatly reduced.

Secondly, Su Biyao was also afraid of going out and causing trouble to Matilian. She had done such a stupid thing once, and she would never do it again.

Although everyone yearns for a canary-like life, and although Su Biyao likes this kind of life very much, it is really uncomfortable to be restricted by others.

Matilian's daily life consisted of swimming for a while, dancing for a while, reading a few English classics as thick as dictionaries, or drawing in the studio alone.

Su Biyao sometimes accompanied Matilian to draw pictures, watching the sunlight gently pour in from the huge French windows, casting the figures of the two on the beige floor.

"Matiline, why did you get so much?" Su Biyao looked at the exquisite paintings by Matilian, a little envious.

If she had a father and mother since she was a child, maybe she could also develop several hobbies. She remembered that he liked playing the piano when he was young, but since her parents died, she never touched the piano again. Expensive instruments too.

Madeleine smiled faintly, put down the paintbrush in her hand, looked at the painting in front of her, smiled and said: "Actually, I am an orphan. After I was adopted by my adoptive parents, they saw that I have If you are pretty, teach me that and teach me this, so that I can become a famous lady, so that I can marry a good family and let them enjoy the happiness. I was very obedient when I was young, but after I went to university, I chose to come to Italy as an exchange student , and gave up the wealthy family they arranged for me, unexpectedly, after going around, I still married a rich and powerful man."

After finishing speaking, Madeline took the painting off the easel, put it in front of Su Biyao, smiled and said, "Look, this is you."

Hearing what Matilian said, Su Biyao felt mixed emotions in her heart. Looking at the painting, she really looked like herself, but at this moment, Su Biyao couldn't be in the mood to appreciate the painting, so she hurriedly put the painting aside. He smiled and said, "Hey, what can we do now? Do we have to keep stalemate?"

When Matilian heard these words, she felt very helpless in her heart. As long as it was something Dewey had decided, even she couldn't change it unless she promised to stay with Dewey well.

Seeing Su Biyao's earnest face, Matilian smiled, patted Su Biyao's hand, and said to reassure her: "Go back to your room first, I promise he will let you go tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"Yeah." Su Biyao nodded, and after a reply, she walked towards the room. No one noticed the painting left on the table. Su Biyao's smile was so pure, with a green flower on her head. Lotus, quietly blooming.

In Dewey's office, a huge clock sounded melodiously and heavily when the hour hit. Matilian pushed the door open and saw Dupont and Dewey sitting at the desk talking. She glanced at Dupont and said angrily, "You go out." Well, I have something to say to Dewey."

DuPont glanced at Dewey, and after seeing him nodding, he walked out slowly, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Dewey was talking about Lu Zhenyu with Du Pont just now, when he saw Matilian coming, he looked a little strange, but he quickly covered it up.

"I promise you to marry you, but you have to let Anna go." Madeline crossed her chest and said with a sideways look at Dewey.

Hearing this, Dewey leaned back and said with a smile on his lips, "If you're doing it for Anna, you don't have to do it."

After finishing speaking, Dewey looked at Madeleine fixedly, trying to see something from her face, but what he saw was a calm face.

"It has nothing to do with her. I figured it out myself. I'm already yours." Madeline said, smiling charmingly, leaning forward, and straddling Dewey's lap.

Dewey felt the warmth of his body, and suddenly felt impatient. He was about to kiss Matilian's face, but he turned away and said, "Go to your room."

"Okay." Dewey couldn't hold back when he saw Matilian's pretty appearance, so he quickly hugged Matilian, wrapped her legs around his waist, and the two smiled. The door opened.

Dewey saw Dupont who was still waiting outside the door, but he didn't see the bitterness flashing past the corner of Madeline's mouth.

"Brother, sister-in-law, I am relieved to see that you are reconciled as before." After Du Pont finished speaking, he stepped aside and let the two of them pass by.

After Dewey laughed a few times, he wrapped his hands around Madeline, who was hanging on his body, and walked towards the room.

Dewey's room was decorated very delicately, basically according to Madeleine's requirements and taste. Although she had been away for a while, it hadn't changed. The two of them had been living in this room before.

"Matiline, do you know? I haven't touched you for three months, do you know how much I long for your body?" After finishing speaking, Dewey kissed Matilian's neck deeply, attracting Madeleine shuddered.

"I don't believe you haven't found other women." Madeline smiled and unbuttoned the first button of Dewey's shirt, stuck out her tongue, and licked Dewey's chest.

Dewey let out a hearty cry, pushed the woman under him down on the bed, and said with blurred eyes: "Matiline, I will not touch anyone in this life except you."

After finishing speaking, Dewey looked at Madeline's white neck, the fire of desire in his heart rose from his abdomen, and spread all the way to his limbs. He kissed deeply.

Madeleine could feel Dewey's big warm hands moving around her body, the fiery temperature aroused her lust little by little.