President's husband

But at the same time, she also has a little secret that others will never be able to participate in.

Even...he will hold another woman's shoulder forever one day.

Qin Niange's heart twisted again.

Because of that person's departure, even though her body hadn't rested yet, she couldn't help getting up from the bed, flicked on the small lamp on the desk, and spread out a thick sketchbook.

It was just an ordinary notebook, but it seemed to hide the biggest secret of her life, because from the title page of the sketchbook, there was a picture of a half-naked man lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

The man's sleeping face was very peaceful, without any danger and aggression that he had when he was awake.

Maybe even Li Mingyi didn't know how warm he was when he fell asleep in front of Qin Niange.

If he knew, he would definitely not let himself fall asleep in front of her again, would he?

Qin Niange gently stroked the face in the painting with his fingers, and a smile appeared on his cheek unconsciously.

Only when she looked at him in the album, did she dare to express the truest feelings in her heart without reservation.

And in front of him——she didn't dare, she was afraid that his disgust would hurt her heart full of sincerity.

Qin Niange's gaze didn't stay on the title page for too long, and soon she turned over the first page.She has already used more than half of that thick sketchbook, most of which are portraits of Li Mingyi, either standing or lying down, awake or asleep... There are all kinds of things, but every picture can be seen The painter's pen is full of affection.

She probably never dared to let him see this notebook.

Because in this way, she can no longer hide her thoughts.

If he knew what he wanted, he would definitely kick her away right away, because he didn't care about her liking at all, and because... he knew that would hurt her even more.

Qin Niange's heart trembled violently again. She sighed softly and turned the pages of the book. Finally, her gaze stayed on a pair of beautifully painted shoes.

Naturally, this pair of shoes also came from her hands.

Qin Niange's drawing skills are exquisite, and she can express the texture of the shoes with just a pencil. What she is drawing now is a pair of pure white high-heeled wedding shoes. The crystal clear crystal and the lace as thin as cicada's wings are gently wrapped around the slender feet. Intersect at the ankle to form a delicate lily.

If paired with a suitable wedding dress, this pair of wedding shoes may really be called the most beautiful, but it is impossible for them to appear on any wedding.

Because, these are the wedding shoes she designed for herself... for her and Li Mingyi's wedding.

But that dream wedding will never come.

Qin Niange lowered his eyelids, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to be moist again in an instant.

On the side of the pair of wedding shoes, there is a word, "Delusion", scrawled in pencil.

She even forgot which time she wrote it when she was looking at it, but until now, she couldn't help but feel that this word could not be more appropriate.

That's right, whether it's her feelings for Li Mingyi or the wedding in her dream, they are nothing but delusions.

Li Mingyi could never belong to her. In his heart, the person he really loved... was called Su Zhiwei.

As for Li Mingyi, towards her... except for disgust and revenge, it is probably impossible for Li Mingyi to have any other emotions.

But when will his irrational revenge on himself end?

Qin Niange was really afraid that he would become more and more dependent on his "revenge" and become more and more unable to extricate himself.