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

As Rong Chen said.

This is indeed a good place for self-cultivation.

Looking out from the manor, as far as the eyes can see are mountains and forests, lush and lush.

What I heard in my ears was nothing but the sound of the wind blowing and shaking the leaves.

If it is summer, you should still hear cicadas, right?
Too bad it's not summer.

No cicadas chirping.

Nothing at all.

The lonely wind is mixed with the sound of my own breathing, as if the world has never been so quiet.

Aunt Xu always wanted to talk to her.

After all, pregnant women are always so depressed, which is always bad for their health.

However, Lin Qinghuan never said anything.

Walking to a location with an excellent view, he stopped and looked into the distance.

After a while, he slowly turned around again.

His brows and eyes were slightly closed, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly.

*
Guards, Rongcher's office.

He was sitting alone behind the desk, his eyes drooping slightly, his gaze fell on an illusory place, his slender and well-defined fingers were leisurely pinching the pen in his hand, silently, without saying a word.

After taking such a long sick leave, he always had to deal with work matters, coupled with the speculation and temptation of various forces, to be honest, it really made him a little tired of coping.

After finally finishing the matter at hand, I can't help but miss Lin Qinghuan.

and so……

He never wanted to stop himself.

After a while, there was a knock on the door outside.

Only then did Rong Che come back from his own thoughts: "Go in."

Not open.

Before I saw anyone, I heard a low, gossiping laugh: "I know you don't have much in mind."

Hu Tianxiao doesn't know who he learned from recently, and he carries a thermos in his hand wherever he goes, looking like an old man in his 60s or [-]s.

Rong Che didn't bother to talk to him.

Hu Tianxiao saw it, and then sat down directly opposite him. He breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes fell on Rong Che, and he examined it deeply. After a while, he slowly said: "I know what people from the Song family say. ?"

Rong Che smiled, but didn't really care.

Hu Tianxiao was a little self-defeating.

But in the end, he said directly: "The old man of the Song family is preparing to investigate your matter, everything."

Rong Che lazily pulled the corner of his lower lip, his brows and eyes were slightly closed, and he said in a secret way: "Said it in front of you?"

"how is this possible!"

But soon, he added another sentence: "I said it in front of Song Yang."

"Song Yang ran over to talk to you again?"

Hu Tianxiao: "..."

Slightly frustrated, he frowned, with a little dissatisfaction in his tone: "You counted it?"

"I'm not a magic stick!"

But he really knows Song Yang, or Mr. Song of the Song family, very well.

"Isn't it a magic stick?" Hu Tianxiao leaned on the chair, his slender legs crossed casually, raised his eyebrows, and said in a slightly raised tone: "Then it's hard, you and Song Yang have colluded."

However, whatever he said, Rong Che just smiled.

The mobile phone was placed next to her, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly closed, and she would look over there from time to time.

As for Hu Tianxiao.

I saw it from the beginning, but I never got rid of him.

But he kept watching.

It made her a little angry.

Frowning, full of doubts: "Could it be that Lin Qinghuan still has your number?"

With identities like theirs, even in the security team, the level of secrecy is very high. Lin Qinghuan is an ordinary person, and Rong Donglin is extremely guarded. How could he let Rong Che and Lin Qinghuan keep in touch.

Just looking at Rong Che like this...

Maybe I can really get her some special way.

but……

Rong Che never opened his mouth.

Hu Tianxiao was really curious.

The corner of the mouth inadvertently pressed down, thinking for a long time before slowly opening his mouth: "Oh, by the way, where did you hide Lin Qinghuan? I never heard you mention it."

"Why do you care so much?"

Hu Tianxiao: "..." For a long time, his eyes widened in disbelief: "Fuck! Are you even hiding it from me?"

"Do you think you are qualified?"

Rong Che didn't answer, but asked on his own.

Hu Tianxiao: "..."

There was a long silence.

He didn't speak for a long time, and Rong Che didn't mind.

It seems to be the same as expected.

The corners of her mouth raised inadvertently, and after a while, she lazily raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were clear and warm, slowly, she couldn't see clearly her emotions.

For a while, Hu Tianxiao was a little gloomy.

Eyebrows narrowed slightly, eyes fell on him.

After a while, he frowned again and said, "There is something in your words!"

Rong Che's thin lips parted slightly, and he casually smirked: "Generally, when they sense other people's undertones, most of them choose to hold back, and then quietly try to figure out his thoughts."

"Do you think I'm the same person as Song Yang?"

Rong Che: "..."

Laugh without saying a word.

In fact, it is also the default.

Hu Tianxiao couldn't tell what was going on.

As usual, he took a deep breath, then leaned lazily on the chair behind him, silently, for a while, before speaking again: "Song Yang and I are not the same kind of people."

"You and I are not the same kind of people."

Hu Tianxiao became a little impatient: "If you have something to say, just say it, don't play charades with me."

"No."

Rong Che's tone was still calm: "I don't mean anything else, it's just ordinary chat."

Hu Tianxiao: "..."

I believe you have a ghost!

However, he said so, and Hu Tianxiao had nothing to do.

Anyway, it's not working time anymore, so it doesn't matter.

And Rong Che, who was silent for a while, suddenly said: "Song Yang will tell you something in the future, don't have to come over and tell me everything."

"You think he's going to use me?"

"It's not a feeling, it's a fact."

Hu Tianxiao: "..."

Fuck!
Sure enough, they were two old foxes, and no one acted kindly!

It's just that Hu Tianxiao still doesn't quite understand: "It's just a message, you won't believe it easily anyway, don't you want to know what they think?"

"My father means to let the Song family get a thorough knowledge of the military and political circles. Do you think I can't do it, or what?"

Hu Tianxiao: "The Song family can't let you succeed easily."

"Whether they want it or not is their business."

Anyway, he won't care.

Hu Tianxiao knew what Rong Che meant, but it was because he knew that he was always extra worried: "Don't mess around, there is plenty of time anyway."

"Siyuan is alone in a foreign country, the operation is very likely to kill him, and even if the operation is successful, I don't know how many years he will live, or..." A few days.

After all, the rejection reaction after the operation, as well as various circumstances, are very likely to kill him.

And Lin Qinghuan.

"My wife...she's still pregnant, not even a month old."

"Where did I get the time..."

Hu Tianxiao: "..."

For a moment, I didn't know whether to sympathize or what to do.

After all, the Rong Che he knew was never the kind of person who expected sympathy from others.

After thinking about it, he could only speak casually: "Don't think too much, Uncle Rong won't do anything to them."

Naturally, I dare not.

To threaten this matter, he can only tell Rong Che that everything is not the same to the outside world.

Therefore, from the beginning to the end, Rong Che was the only person he threatened.

As for Lin Qinghuan and Siyuan.

Perhaps Rong Che also knew that nothing would really happen to them, but if he couldn't be by his side, he couldn't be completely at ease.

but……

"I didn't expect that Aunt Mu would be willing to help you with Lin Qinghuan."

"She has no reason not to."

For a moment, Hu Tianxiao was speechless.

Flattening the corners of her lips, she said with a casual smile: "That's true."

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows, his eyes filled with admiration and joy: "I guess even Uncle Rong didn't think of it, don't look at Auntie Mu who lived in seclusion many years ago, but as long as he is willing to make a move, he still has nothing to do with her."

"My mother has always been a great person."

Unfortunately.

He still doesn't know.

Hu Tianxiao had nothing else to do, and it was already so late.

He glanced out the window, then raised his hand to look at the time.

While getting up from the chair, he said, "Aren't you going back to rest?"

"hold on."

Hu Tianxiao: "..." Wait... what?
"Lin Qinghuan's phone number?"

He was dubious, and after a while, he asked.

Rong Che didn't answer, nor did he deny it.

Hu Tianxiao: "No way! She really has your number!"

"Isn't it normal for her to have a number?"

"Uncle Rong didn't mention you?"

Rong Che: "It's none of his business."

Hu Tianxiao: "..."

Okay.

You are better than that, can't you?
But compared to this, Hu Tianxiao still cares more about another thing: "So... where did you hide her?"

Rong Che: "..."

"Tell me, I'm more curious."

"Deep mountains and old forests."

Hu Tianxiao: "..."

After a long time, another sentence came: "Is there a signal in the deep mountains and old forests?"

Rong Che frowned slightly, and chuckled lightly: "Generally speaking, as long as you have money, there are very few things you can't do."

"..."

It's amazing to be rich!

Rong Che: "It's amazing!"

Hu Tianxiao: "I, Mom, haven't said anything yet!"

Rong Che smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that he was still here, I couldn't help but frowned: "Why don't you leave?"

"I……"

But, there is no way, after all, others have spoken, if he doesn't leave, then he is really too blind.

*
And the other side.

After Lin Qinghuan returned to the room, she fell asleep directly.

She slept very uncomfortably, and the ups and downs between her brows became more and more intense.

As for Rong Che.

He got up and stood by the window, with the mobile phone close to his ear, and the ups and downs between his brows were also very bumpy.

On the other end of the phone: "I don't want to talk about other things. Can you find a way to arrange for her to go abroad? You don't have to worry about security. I will find a way to deal with it."

"impossible."

Rong Chen: "..."

The thin lips were slightly parted, and the brows were furrowed.

For a long time, no one spoke.

Finally, he hung up irritably.

Rong Che listened to the busy tone from the phone, and remained silent for a long time.

I don't know how long I stood there, but there was another call. It seemed to be a retreat, but the tone was very strong: "I will go to Sweden early tomorrow morning."

Rong Che lowered his eyes heavily.

After a while, he added an unquestionable sentence: "You go by yourself."