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

Lin Qinghuan just looked at her, bit her lips, and remained silent for a while. In the end, there was a bit of compromise and helplessness in her voice: "Okay, I won't say anything."

"Say it, why don't you say it?"

Rong Che's voice was faint, and his broad palm fell on her forehead, and he said slowly, "I like to hear it."

"you……"

Like to hear a ghost!

Every time Lin Qinghuan talked about her own feelings, she couldn't avoid Shen Fengyan, especially in front of Rong Che. Even if she wanted to avoid it, Rong Che was always unwilling to give him this opportunity. It will be mentioned by Rongche.

Now he says he likes to hear...

Ha ha!

Even if Lin Qinghuan believed in the nonsense of going to hell in the daytime, she would never believe what Rong Che said.

Obviously, Lin Qinghuan didn't want to say anything, she lay down on her side, pulled the quilt over her body, and wasn't even very willing to take care of Rongche.

Rong Che pulled her: "Tell me, I really want to hear it."

Lin Qinghuan lifted the quilt and kicked him: "Aren't you thinking about it?"

However, Rong Che directly reached out to hold her ankle, and pulled it a little harder, so that her slender legs wrapped around him, and looked sideways at Lin Qinghuan: "Since that is something I can never escape, why should I?" Can't face it calmly?"

Lin Qinghuan twitched the corners of her mouth and didn't answer.

The corner of Rong Che's mouth raised casually, and he pondered for a moment and said: "You said that you are not a person who starts in chaos and ends up giving up, but this kind of statement is only relative."

Lin Qinghuan frowned and smiled slightly: "What kind of relative method?"

"It's not about me, but what about Feng Yan?"

The corner of Lin Qinghuan's mouth twitched.

Sure enough, he still couldn't get around Shen Fengyan.

However, Rong Che didn't show any sign of getting angry, and his tone was still flat: "Did you never like him, or are you willing to abandon him for me?"

The corners of Lin Qinghuan's mouth twitched, and he smiled lightly: "How do I feel... are you praising yourself in a different way?"

"Is Huanhuan so smart in our family? Can you tell?" Rong Che reached out and pinched her nose: "I just praised myself in a different way. I just think you love me, from the very beginning."

The corner of Lin Qinghuan's mouth twitched.

Why do you feel a little self-righteous again?
Rong Che's callused fingertips slowly rubbed against the delicate skin on her cheeks, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, understated, as gentle as the spring breeze in March: "Do you think I'm particularly self-righteous?"

The smile on the corner of Lin Qinghuan's mouth was a little stiff.

Was she that obvious?

Or, Rong Che is just a roundworm growing in her stomach, no matter what she thinks he knows?
Lin Qinghuan looked at her silently and didn't say much.

Rong Che didn't seem to expect her to say anything, and his tone was still calm: "But even if I am self-righteous, I still hope you love me, and then look at you smiling at me and say you like me."

He seldom said such tender words, but for some reason, Lin Qinghuan always felt warm when he heard it in his heart.

Rong Che said, looking down at her, his gentle eyes lingered with warmth: "Huanhuan, do you like me?"

Lin Qinghuan twitched the corner of her mouth, held back a soft smile, and shook her head lightly.

The brilliance in Rong Che's eyes dimmed slightly, but there was still a warm smile on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't seem surprised by Lin Qinghuan's answer, but was a little disappointed.

Disappointed... she still doesn't like him.

However, it seems that this kind of disappointment has been around for a long time, so even if it is disappointment, he no longer feels much.

However, he just thought so, and soon, Lin Qinghuan approached him and kissed him on the lips: "I love you."

The brilliance in Rong Che's eyes gradually returned, and finally, he smiled softly.

He stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, buried his chin deep in the hollow of her neck, sniffed the fragrance of her hair, and smiled softly: "That's good."

When Rong Che spoke, his warm breath sprinkled carelessly on the skin of her neck, and he said with a casual smile, "Huanhuan, I love you too."

"kindness."

"What does en mean?" Rong Che said, "Is that all?"

"Otherwise, what else?" Lin Qinghuan turned her body sideways, putting her arms between the two of them.

She wanted to see Rong Che, but he hugged him even tighter.

"Hmm..." Lin Qinghuan's voice was a bit lazy: "Don't hug her so tightly, I'm almost out of breath."

Only then did Rong Che relax a little.

Lin Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up at him: "I know you love me, as for whether I loved you before...I'm not sure, but I think it's not annoying, right?"

Rong Che lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

Lin Qinghuan: "En..." She could not help but hide back: "I haven't finished yet."

Rong Che still wanted to kiss her: "Go on and say, I didn't kiss your mouth. Could it be that it has delayed your speech?"

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

Always can't beat him.

"As for you, although you have a weird temper, you are still very kind to me." Lin Qing smiled happily, her voice soft and tender: "Of course...it would be even better if you could be gentler on the wedding day... "

Rong Che pressed her sideways, pushed her nightgown to her chest, and pressed her body against it.

"How gentle?" Rong Che looked down at her, his voice was hoarse and gentle: "I'll make it up to you, okay?"

Lin Qinghuan turned her head to another place, her ears were red: "You have done everything, what compensation are you talking about?" As she said that, she turned her head and gave him a blank look: "Or do you think that as long as you compensate me, I will forget about that day? something?"

Rong Che lowered his head and kissed her lips, speaking in a slow and gentle voice: "So I plan to make up for you every day, every day I will make up for you..."

Lin Qinghuan: "Who wants it!"

"But you want to..."

He is gentle, gentle and lingering, deeply entangled, no matter what, he is unwilling to let go...

The next day, the Astral Conference Room.

Since Shen Fengyan took over Xingmang, he has become more and more strict in the management of the designers he cooperates with. He holds meetings from time to time, and has personally reviewed all the projects.

The efficiency is indeed good, but it also caused many people to complain.

"It's true, Mr. Shen. It stands to reason that we are only cooperating with Xingmang, not signing a contract with their designers. How their company is managed and developed is their business. What does it have to do with us?"

"is not that right?"

However, at this moment, Yan Ming sneered, and cast a blank look at the two gossipers: "What do you know?"

Yan Ming said she was a jewelry designer, but in fact she was more like a star. She was highly sought after in the entertainment industry and had many connections, but no one knew where her connections came from, but she had connections.

It is said that she plans to transform into the entertainment circle recently and sign a contract with Xingmang, but Shen Fengyan hired a professional management team for her to plan her acting career.

Recently, he has appeared in several popular variety shows one after another. With his status in the fashion industry and his status as a well-known jewelry designer, he has attracted countless fans.

Therefore, for Xingmang, Yan Ming is a well-deserved first sister.

Now that she has said so directly, how can ordinary people dare to speak so easily?
Seeing that they were all silent, Yan Ming snorted disdainfully, was lazy, and didn't want to talk to them, but his eyes fell on Lin Qinghuan who was still sitting in the corner, and sneered contemptuously: "Our Shen is always a long-term person, unlike some people..."

Lin Qinghuan was originally unwilling to intervene in their random gossip, so she was always indifferent, fiddling with the pen in her hand carelessly with her slender white fingers.

Hearing that Yan Ming turned the topic to her, he couldn't help but pause the movements of his hands, and looked up at Yan Ming contemptuously, with the corners of his mouth raised, with an imperceptible faint smile on his face.

Naturally, Yan Ming was not afraid of her, she said coldly, turned her eyes to other places, raised her voice slightly, and said contemptuously: "Mr. Shen does have ulterior motives, but ah, don't even think about it, it's not for you."

"Sister Yan Ming, so you know the inside story?"

"What kind of insider story is this!" Yan Ming glanced at the crowd and said directly: "Our Mr. Shen is doing it for his ex-girlfriend, so you should be more patient, that is, come here for meetings occasionally, and the other Mr. Shen will not do the same." Didn't you interfere with us?"

"Ex-girlfriend?"

As they spoke, several people looked at each other and whispered.

"Do you know who it is?"

"I've never heard of it..."

"People inside the star must know it, let's go over and ask in a while."

That's right, the past between Shen Fengyan and Lin Qinghuan is not yet known to everyone, but since Shen Fengyan took over Xingmang, the original Xingmang people have more or less changed some of his people, as well as Su Lu and Lin Qinghuan. Boss, they probably know it too.

Others should also know.

Therefore, you can still know something by asking around.

Although Yan Ming didn't say it directly, but the words have already reached this point, and it is no different from saying it directly.

Xiao Su sat right behind Lin Qinghuan, naturally, he heard everything they said.

It's just Yan Ming...

Xiao Su's cold eyes fell on Yan Ming, and there was no lack of warning in his eyes.

Knowing that Xiao Su was looking at him, Yan Ming frowned slightly, looked down at the newly-finished manicure, and sneered contemptuously.

As for Lin Qinghuan, she was calm as always, as if nothing had anything to do with her.

And at this moment, Shen Fengyan opened the door and came in: "Is everyone here?" As he spoke, he lazily raised his head and glanced, seeing that everyone was there, he added: "A meeting."

Because of Yan Ming's position in the stars, she naturally sits in the top position besides Shen Fengyan, so, of course, Shen Fengyan's little tricks cannot escape Yan Ming's eyes.

Seeing him looking at Lin Qinghuan, Yan Ming lowered his head and chuckled, and said slowly, "Mr. Shen, I've always heard that you don't like to have dead emotions in your work, but now it seems... the rumors can't be trusted!"