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

After the sign-in ceremony is over, the audition will begin officially.

All links for students to submit works are closed, and the competition also stipulates that participating students and the judges are not allowed to contact, but because of the outline of the rules, the works that were originally submitted directly to the judges need to be handed over to the notary office for sealing. Afterwards, the notary will hand over to the jury.

As an instructor, Lin Qinghuan can only do the work of instructing before the submission of the work, after that, she can't intervene.

There are staff in the competition group to guide the students how to go through the process, and she went to the competition group to set up a lounge for the coaches to wait for news.

However, just as she walked to the door, she heard someone calling her: "Miss Lin."

Turning around and looking over, it was Qi Ran.

Lin Qinghuan frowned: "Is there something wrong with Mr. Qi?" As he spoke, he raised his head and looked around.

Qi Ran smiled lightly: "Are you looking for the camera?"

Lin Qinghuan twitched the corners of her mouth, smiled silently, and did not deny it: "Qi is always the organizer of the event, and it seems inappropriate to meet you in private."

Qi Ran frowned slightly, and chuckled: "Compared to the judges, I seem to be a little insignificant, right? Besides..." As he spoke, the corners of his mouth raised a little more: "I just paid for the undertaking businessman, I don’t care whether the work is good or not.”

Lin Qinghuan raised her eyebrows: "Really?"

The businessman who pays for the undertaking...

This is an understatement, but the party that pays is basically the uncle. If Qi Ran really wants to influence the outcome of the competition, it is just a matter of one sentence.

However, Qi Ran said it very frankly: "Really, if Ms. Lin doesn't believe it, you can ask the director of the jury."

The ups and downs between Lin Qinghuan's eyebrows became more and more obvious: "The director of the jury?"

Qi Ran frowned slightly: "Miss Lin, doesn't she know?"

Lin Qinghuan smiled resentfully, "Is there anything I should know?"

The reason why the position of director of the jury exists is to ensure the fairness of the competition. He does not directly participate in the selection, but is mainly responsible for supervising the jury and the notary office during the competition. It is said that he is a master of jewelry art at the national treasure level.

It's just that she later quit the jewelry design circle due to her own reasons, and erased everything about her, and lived a life of an ordinary person who couldn't be more ordinary.

Even though she was invited to appear in this year's design competition, she has never been seen to participate in any activities. It is understandable that Lin Qinghuan is not disclosed to the public, but the coordination work of the competition team still needs to be done, and internal work has not been seen. .

and so……

There was something in Qi Ran's obvious words, how could Lin Qinghuan not hear it.

But, should she really know something?

However, Qi Ran just smiled and said nothing, and then changed the subject: "Do you have time? I have something I want to talk to you about."

The smile on the corner of Lin Qinghuan's mouth became more and more unnatural, and he emphasized: "Mr. Qi, as I said just now, I am the instructor of the participating school, and you are the person in charge of the event organizer. As the two of us, we will meet in private. suitable."

"As long as no one knows it's fine?" Qi Ran frowned slightly, speaking naturally and casually.

The corner of Lin Qinghuan's mouth twitched: "President Qi, what you said..."

Very uncomfortable.

However, Qi Ran's direct announcement made it difficult for Lin Qinghuan to say anything for a while.

If he really had ulterior motives, he might have done it more covertly, but he just spoke directly...

Lin Qinghuan hesitated.

Qi Ran sneered lightly, with eyebrows and eyes slightly closed, and asked casually: "What's wrong?"

He spoke casually and indifferently, as if this kind of thing was as natural to him as greeting the weather.

Lin Qinghuan frowned for a long time: "I'm sorry..."

Just as she spoke, Yan Ming walked over from the other side of the corridor, and the high-heeled shoes made a crisp and urgent sound on the floor, pressing her step by step.

But for some reason, seeing her coming, Lin Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

As for Yan Ming, he walked up to Qi Ran, grabbed his shoulder and pushed hard, and then said aggressively: "Qi Ran, what do you mean! Why should the rule be made suddenly?"

Lin Qinghuan was a little taken aback, feeling inexplicably embarrassed.

Should she...should just leave?

However, Yan Ming's next sentence directly turned the blame on her: "Is it because of her again!"

Lin Qinghuan frowned, with an expression of disbelief: "Me?" Then, with a sneer, he asked incredulously, "What does this have to do with me?"

"It's all because of you from the beginning to the end, and you actually have the face to say that it has nothing to do with you?" Yan Ming looked at her, with strong hatred and resentment in his eyes: "Lin Qinghuan, why don't you come here and give me cheap and act good! The reason why I am like this in this life is because of you! As long as I live for a day, you will never get better!"

Lin Qinghuan looked at Yan Ming for a long time before taking a deep breath.

do not know why.

Yan Ming said that she hurt her like this, but she didn't have any intention of resisting in her heart.

So... is this really the case?
But thinking about it, Lin Qinghuan sneered secretly again.

Is there anything wrong with Yan Ming now?
Success and fame, a typical successful person, can be said to have both fame and fortune.

And her.

Up to now, she was still an unknown little person. Apart from being Rong Che's wife, she didn't have any identity or status that could make people astonished.

Harm her?
Why did you say that?
It's just that Qi Ran was as indifferent as ever, and he didn't even have any emotion in his tone of voice: "I told you a long time ago, I am only responsible for paying for this competition, and then profiting from it, making money, increasing the popularity of my company, and competing I don't ask any questions about it."

As he said that, his cold eyes fell on Yan Ming, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly: "I didn't even know that the competition group would choose you as the judge group, as for the competition rules..."

Qi Ran didn't hide anything: "I think, it should be the result of the joint discussion between the director of your judging group, the notary office and the competition group."

Yan Ming was speechless, but still a little unwilling: "It has always been said that there is a director in our judging group, but I have never even met him, so, is it true, or is it something you just made up! "

Lin Qinghuan couldn't deny it.

Speaking of...

It's not impossible.

Yan Ming has never met anyone, so let's not talk about her, even Lin Qinghuan will doubt whether there is such a person.

Qi Ran raised his lips lazily, and said coldly: "As you wish."

Then, obviously he didn't want to talk to Yan Ming anymore, but shifted his attention to Lin Qinghuan, and said in a flat voice, "Think about it, otherwise, I'll go to Professor Xu."

Lin Qinghuan frowned: "What does this have to do with Professor Xu?"

"If you want to have a relationship, you can have it. If you don't want to have a relationship, you don't have to."

Lin Qinghuan's brows gradually relaxed, and his brows gradually became a little more indifferent: "Are you threatening me? Mr. Qi?"

Qi Ran sneered and denied: "No."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left. For a moment, only Lin Qinghuan and Yan Ming were left at the entrance of the lounge.

Lin Qinghuan and Yan Ming had nothing to do with each other at first, but now there are many things that she can't be sure of whether they do or not.

As for Yan Ming.

From the very beginning, her hatred for Lin Qinghuan never stopped.

It seems to have accumulated over time, and it seems to have crossed thousands of mountains and rivers. Her hatred for her is the thick dust accumulated over the long years.

But Lin Qinghuan never felt strange.

It seems that this is how it should be.

From beginning to end, it has not changed.

Yan Ming looked at her fiercely, gritted her teeth and said, "Lin Qinghuan, do you think you can really erase everything because you don't remember anything?"

Lin Qinghuan licked her lips, looked at her for a while, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "Sorry, I never thought about it that way."

"Heh!" Yan Ming sneered, and said coldly, "It's best like this."

Like an early warning of a storm passing by.

I just don't know why, the more this happened, the calmer Lin Qinghuan became.

…………

After all, Lin Qinghuan still didn't agree to Qi Ran's invitation, it wasn't suitable and she didn't want to.

She went to Song Chi's psychotherapy center.

After knowing his identity, this was the first time Lin Qinghuan came to Song Chi on his own initiative.

Song Chi was looking at the files in his office, and Lin Qinghuan came to him without any hindrance.

It's just that Song Chi was a little surprised that she took the initiative, but he was still happy.

"Sit down." Song Chi went to the tea room to get her a glass of juice, and when he brought it out for her, Lin Qinghuan was already lying on the sofa beside him.
Song Chi frowned slightly, but still smiled and put the juice in front of her, then sat down beside her, stared at her for a while and said, "What's wrong?"

"Uncomfortable." This was Lin Qinghuan's rare frankness.

Even though he knew from the beginning that she was different from the past, Song Chi was still a little surprised when faced with her who was so honest.

After being silent for a while, he said slowly, "Oh?" Then he took the test sheet and pen from the small table next to him, and then said again: "Tell me, why don't you feel uncomfortable?"

In the past at this time, Lin Qinghuan would lie quietly, with her hands easily and casually folded on her abdomen, her eyes slightly closed, and she would talk about the things hidden in her heart in the most relaxed manner.

But now, she turned sideways, resting her arms on her head, staring at him with eyes as clear as water, and finally, she squinted her eyes and smiled cunningly and calmly: "Brother, I don't want to, why don't you just tell me Bar?"

Song Chi's hand holding the pen paused slightly, and after a while, the strength of holding the pen became obviously a little stronger, because the fingertips were white because of too much force.

However, Lin Qinghuan looked at him and smiled as always, and gradually, her eyes became more determined.

Song Chi was a little helpless, closed his eyes, tried his best to keep calm, for a long time, gritted his teeth and said: "No."

Lin Qinghuan: "Why?"

Song Chi: "Because what I told you may not be all. There are some things that you need to think of yourself. Then, follow your heart and make the decision you want to make the most."