A Long Way to Marriage: Sweet New Wife Loves Not Enough

Shen Fengyan's so-called privilege is to be different from others.

He said that he was used to talking about work with people like this, and if Lin Qinghuan wanted to be different, he had to take the privilege from him.

But in what capacity does she want privileges from Shen Fengyan?
So, she is as good as anyone else.

Let go of the clenched hands, sit back in your seat, call up the design drawings and design materials, and start working with a business-like attitude.

"I have modified all the parts that do not conform to the current fashion, and try my best to cater to the style of Johns Group products. I have tried my best to do better at this stage."

"These, as well as these, I have made a detailed summary of the design concept..."

She tried her best not to think about other things, whether it was work or life, she always had the habit of this morning.

As for Shen Fengyan.

Lin Qinghuan has always wanted to rely on work, and what she has always said is related to work. Anyone can see that she wants to end this work report as soon as possible.

However, Shen Fengyan didn't want to listen, and interrupted her without waiting for her to finish speaking: "Don't worry about saying this, wait for me to see first, okay?"

It meant that he hadn't read the design drawings yet, why was she so anxious to throw out all her opinions?
The corners of Lin Qinghuan's mouth twitched, she was silent for a while, and finally compromised: "Okay, then you can read it first." After finishing speaking, she kept silent.

The corners of Shen Fengyan's mouth twitched, but in the end he didn't say anything, and leaned lazily on the sofa, slowly looking at the design drawings on her computer and the manuscripts and documents in her hand.

However, his speed is too slow.

I don't know if the atmosphere is too depressing or what, Lin Qinghuan now feels like his days are like years.

Uh... no, it should be seconds like years.

As soon as she looked up, she could see the craft clock hanging on the wall. It had a simple cold metal texture, rigorous and dull, and it was not much different from Lin Qinghuan's current mood.

Half an hour passed, and Lin Qinghuan felt as if a century had passed.

Shen Fengyan didn't speak, just sat in his seat and looked at the documents in his hand.

But, who can tell her that Mao is still the first to design a work even though she looks at it so seriously?
This is not in line with common sense, okay!

In terms of jewelry design, Shen Fengyan is a professional, with a unique vision and can even be said to be vicious. He can't see the shortcomings of a work for half an hour, and can't make the most basic judgment on whether a work is qualified or not for half an hour?
You don't even know it's impossible without using your brain!

On purpose, Shen Fengyan must have done it on purpose!
Lin Qinghuan was so upset that she collapsed, but she couldn't say anything when she saw Shen Fengyan frowning slightly, with a look of deep thought.

There was no way, Lin Qinghuan sat for a while, and then another half an hour passed.

Ha ha!

Shen Fengyan, an old man, is still looking at the first design work.

I go to you*#@#￥@#
Lin Qinghuan suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, took a sip of the juice in front of her, took a breath, and said in a steady voice: "Mr. Send me a message when you're done, and let's discuss it together, shall we?"

Shen Fengyan's eyes still fell on the manuscript in his hand, and after taking a signature pen to write and draw a line of notes on it, he finally turned the page.

The old man finally turned the page to see the next design!

But Lin Qinghuan couldn't feel any joy...

If one design takes an hour on average, Shen Fengyan conservatively estimates that there are still six hours left after finishing it.

emmmmmmm...

I really want to hit someone!
however……

"What? You don't want to be alone with me that much?" There was a playful smile in the clear voice, the pencil was pinched with bright fingers, and the eyes kept on the manuscript.

"I..." Lin Qinghuan hesitated to speak.

Shen Fengyan raised his head when he heard what she hadn't finished speaking. When he looked at her, he frowned slightly, and his contemptuous smile was still full of playfulness: "Didn't it mean that it was already over? What exactly is your so-called end? Or, do you still mind, mind that you can't work normally with me?"

"I didn't!" Lin Qinghuan immediately denied.

"No?" As he said, Shen Fengyan smiled contemptuously: "From the beginning to now, I'm afraid you don't even know how often you check the time? Is this called no? Is this normal?"

Shen Fengyan really wanted to hear her affirmative answer, to be sure of his thoughts, and to be sure that he was right.

But, neither.

Never have, and it seems that there will never be any.

Lin Qinghuan was silent for a while, and then said slowly after taking a deep breath: "Mr. Shen, take your time. If you don't mind, can you lend me the paper and pen?"

She still has another jewelry design project of Johns in her hand, anyway, there is nothing to do, and the materials here are all ready-made by Shen Fengyan, so she can just look for inspiration and accumulate materials.

However, what Lin Qinghuan didn't expect was that what she said was exactly what Shen Fengyan wished for.

"The materials are all on the bookshelf at the back." With that said, Shen Fengyan closed Lin Qinghuan's computer, took the manuscript and the materials to the seat behind his desk.

She bent over and opened the drawer of the cabinet under the desk. She had all the things Lin Qinghuan needed here, and took them out for her: "The tea room is next to it. Take whatever you want to drink."

Lin Qinghuan took the pen and paper handed over by Shen Fengyan in silence, and sneered calmly, "Boss Shen can't let it go, so you think others can't let it go either?"

As she spoke, she raised her brows and eyes slightly, and there was a beautiful smile on the corner of her lips: "The four words of being passionate, it seems very appropriate to give to Mr. Shen."

Shen Fengyan's eyes were gloomy, and the pen and paper that you were about to loosen were tightened a lot.

Lin Qinghuan held the other end of the pen and paper, and seeing that Shen Fengyan refused to let go, she frowned slightly, then smiled lightly and said, "Forget it, I'll borrow it from you, and pay it back another day."

"For people like you who don't pay back their debts, when is the next day?" Shen Fengyan said almost gnashing his teeth.

Lin Qinghuan hesitated for a while before asking in doubt: "Dare to ask Mr. Shen, what else do I have to return to you?"

"You still owe me a life." Shen Fengyan said without any hesitation: "Did you forget? Your life, I saved it, I gave it!"

Listening to him, the ups and downs of Lin Qinghuan's brows became more obvious. She stood silently facing Shen Fengyan, but what Shen Fengyan didn't know was that Lin Qinghuan was clenching her teeth at this moment, trying to make herself look calmer.

Shen Fengyan said so much that she couldn't deny it.
He saved her, without him, there would be no Lin Qinghuan now.

But at this moment, Lin Qinghuan really owes nothing to Shen Fengyan, including that life.

Thinking about it, Lin Qinghuan chuckled, and let go of the pen and paper that was in her hand just now.

Shen Fengyan's eyes kept falling on her gradually loosening hand, his heart seemed to be stabbed severely by something, the pain was so painful that even breathing was laborious.

Letting go, Lin Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, and when she looked up at him, the corners of her mouth curled up into a soft smile: "I really don't owe you anything, even my life is over, really two No more debts."

"I don't believe it!" Shen Fengyan could understand what Lin Qinghuan said, but he didn't believe it. After reading those, no matter what Lin Qinghuan said, he wouldn't believe it.

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not." After finishing speaking, he said directly: "I think it's obviously inappropriate to stay here now. Take your time and read it. Just give me a message after reading it. I'll leave first."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and wanted to leave, but after only two steps, her wrist was directly held tightly by Shen Fengyan, and before she could react, she was firmly pressed against the wall by Shen Fengyan, with her arms resting on her On both sides of his body, he locked her in his arms.

"You received six months of psychotherapy at Song Chi, and every time you called me by my name after deep hypnosis, you dare to say that you forgot me! You dare to say that you don't have me in your heart! Lin Qinghuan! You, dare to say a word You do not love me?"

Anger was suppressed in his voice.

All along, he thought that Lin Qinghuan didn't love him as much as he imagined, he tried his best to give everything he could, but he always hesitated because of gains and losses.

After five years of thousands of miles, when he saw her again, she was already married to someone else. At that moment, he truly understood that the hesitation in the relationship was an irreversible cowardice, and that moment of cowardice was enough to make him Lose everything.

Now, he didn't want to have any hesitation anymore, but Lin Qinghuan was no longer as desperate as before.

Shen Fengyan's clear voice sounded above her head, it was so deafening that people couldn't dodge it.

Lin Qinghuan didn't even dare to look at him, swallowed hard, and managed to stabilize her voice: "But, it's been almost four years since I received psychotherapy in Songchi, I don't deny it , During that time, I really missed you very much, very much..."

The soft and gentle voice is like weeping and complaining, not a memory, it seems to be telling.

Shen Fengyan held her shoulders tightly with both hands, and his strength became heavier and heavier: "I miss you very much, Qing Huan."

Lin Qinghuan tightly clenched the hands hanging on both sides of her body, her nails pierced into the soft palms, and gritted her teeth: "But what I said was at least four years ago."

"I do not believe!"

"Believe it or not." Lin Qinghuan said calmly.

"I can't believe you, Lin Qinghuan, I don't believe a single word you say!"

Lin Qinghuan didn't know what to say, so she had no choice but to keep silent.

Shen Fengyan stood in front of her, holding her shoulders tightly, lowered his head, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably, when he raised his head to look at her, his eyes were red.

Seeing him like this, Lin Qinghuan felt as sad as if her heart had been pierced.

"Can you let me hug you? Please, let me hug you..."

When he said this, he had already hugged Lin Qinghuan in his arms.

After all, it is not difficult to hug her, but it is more difficult than anything else to not be rejected by her!
Not surprisingly, Lin Qinghuan wanted to push him away as usual, and as usual, he stubbornly refused to let go.

When Hu Xiahuan pushed the door and came in, she happened to see Shen Fengyan holding Lin Qinghuan tightly in his arms, and Lin Qinghuan's hands were covering his waist...