He Ye Domineering: Reborn Rich and Sweet Wife

"Tell me, how many times have you lied to me when you were with me?"

Yang Jinhan approached, her thin red lips almost biting her ear.

Bai Xiaohua dodged and retreated, but there was no way to retreat.

Between her and Yang Jinhan, it's hard to tell whether it's true or not.

When she got close to him, she had a purpose, so from the beginning, she never told him the truth.

With his intelligence, how could he fail to guess?
Bai Xiaohua didn't want to lie anymore, her eyes trembled slightly, and she said softly: "Yang Jinhan, I don't want to lie to you, I approached you with a purpose from the very beginning, from the first sentence I told you, I'm lying to you."

This answer seems to have been expected.

But Yang Jinhan still felt a sharp stab somewhere in his heart, he clenched his fists, stared coldly at her side face, the atmosphere was low and terrifying.

Bai Xiaohua had seen him angry at the banquet where they first met.

She was beaten by the boss of the brokerage company, and it was he who descended like a god and rescued her in pain. Although it was premeditated that day, the beating she suffered was real.

That was his expression at the time, but his anger at that time may have come from a man beating a woman in public.

Later, Yang Jinhan told her that he was not a person who cared about women, but a gentleman would not hit a woman, let alone watch a woman being beaten in public.

On that day, if it was someone else, he would still come to the rescue.

So, from the very beginning, she wasn't any different, was she?

Bai Xiaohua felt a little sad, the sourness spread all the way to the tip of her nose, she took a breath, wondering if the air conditioner was turned too low, all she inhaled was air-conditioning, it was so cold.

"Yang Jinhan, can I go?" She asked in a low voice.

Yang Jinhan didn't move at all, his arm was slowly raised, his cool fingertips touched her cheek, he gently caressed the thin calluses on his fingertips, his movements were very gentle, as if he was playing with some precious jade generally.

"Bai Xiaohua, you broke into my world first." His fingertips jumped onto her slightly pale lips.

Bai Xiaohua closed her eyes and clenched her hands tightly.

"I'm sorry." All she could say was these three words. She couldn't afford to give her affection, and she couldn't make up for it with money. What she owed Yang Jinhan was unclear.

From the very beginning, she shouldn't have taken this step.

She was wrong in that she had sincere affection for the person who used him, and the most unfortunate thing for him was that she had given her sincerity to the person who used him.

How much courage does it take for two people like this to reunite after breaking the mirror to trust each other again?

It was almost nine o'clock when Mu Qianlan and He Chengze had dinner.

The weather is getting colder, the air is particularly fresh at night, and the breeze is blowing, like a lover's touch.

Mu Qianlan didn't want to go back so early, she just finished eating, so she should take a walk and digest.

He Chengze drove the car to a nearby park, and she took He Chengze's hand, stepped on the gravel road in the park, and walked forward in small steps.

"What holiday is today?"

In the distant sky, fireworks suddenly bloomed. The fireworks were purple and fleeting, and then another flower bloomed.

Mu Qianlan looked up, searching in her mind if it was a festival. Generally speaking, if there is no festival, fireworks are not allowed in the city.

When she was looking at the fireworks, He Chengze was looking at her. Her side face was very soft and beautiful, and the bright eyes reflected the light of the fireworks, shining like a purple galaxy.

"It's not a holiday, maybe someone is expressing his love."

The purple fireworks in the sky suddenly turned into a bright fiery red, forming two huge letters row by row, which should be the initials of someone's name.

Mu Qianlan's eyes were full of envy, "It's so romantic."

Her eyes are full of stars, she is very beautiful.

This kind of romance is what most girls have longed for. She was also young and had fantasies and longings.

But the time she and He Chengze were together, there was almost no romance, at least in her memory, there were really very few that she could remember.

However, she still feels very happy. Being romantic does not necessarily mean being happy, and not being romantic does not necessarily mean being unhappy. It all depends on the relationship between two people, rather than objective conditions.

Of course, seeing such a romantic courtship, she would still be envious.

"You want it too?" He Chengze frowned, looking at the distant sky thoughtfully.

Mu Qianlan shook her head and said with a smile, "I'm just envious, but I don't have to have it."

"I think it's good for us to be like this. Pursuing romance in love is very dreamy, but feelings always have to return to reality. I'm very satisfied if it's plain and smooth."

But where did He Chengze hear that if a woman says she is satisfied but envies others, it only means that what she wants, her man cannot give.

He can afford what she wants, even if he can't afford it, he will try his best to give it to her.

He Chengze held her hand, her palm was very cold, he grabbed her hand and put it in his jacket pocket.

Nuan Nuan wrapped Mu Qianlan's small hands at once, and she turned to look at him, "Chengze, what do you think we will look like when we get old?"

"Would you still stand quietly watching the fireworks together like this?"

She had longed for the future of herself and He Chengze, but the plan always failed to keep up with the changes, and the reality always disrupted all her imaginary plans, and then gradually she didn't want to.

Anyway, it's useless to think about it.

He Chengze nodded, and said very confidently: "Of course, you can watch it whenever you want, and you can watch it wherever you want, and I will accompany you."

Hearing his words, Mu Qianlan was taken aback for a moment.

In my mind, another same voice sounded.

She remembered that in her previous life, the first year she became He Chengze's woman, during the Chinese New Year that year, she stayed alone in the Huating mansion, watching the fireworks outside the window, imagining the days to come, only endless darkness.

At that time, He Chengze, who was supposed to go back to spend the New Year with Ren Ruman, suddenly appeared. He hugged her from behind, domineering and strong, not allowing her to resist.

At that time, he said in her ear, "You like to watch fireworks, you can watch them whenever you want in the future, and you can watch them wherever you want, and I will always be with you."

Maybe it was because she had just had a miscarriage, so he was a little gentle to himself.

At that time, Mu Qianlan thought she had heard it wrong, but it turned out it wasn't?

Thoughts drifted out, that day in the swimming pool, he was wearing a mask, and the eyes under the mask looked at her like that, which was completely different from the eyes when he watched the fireworks back then.

At that time, she didn't notice it, but thinking about it now, his eyes at that time were sad and forbearing.

"Lan Lan?" He Chengze's voice rang in her ears.

Mu Qianlan came back to her senses, looked at his face that was exactly the same as his in the previous life, and she said softly: "In the previous life, you also said the same thing to me, but the mood at that time and the mood now must be different. It's different!"