Flash marriage to a wealthy family, the abstinent president proves love every night

Ji Tingqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, his deep and hoarse voice was full of fatal temptation in the middle of the night.

His upper body was lazily leaning against the head of the bed and looking to this side.

The strong upper arms overlapped on the chest, and the man's wide shoulders and narrow waist fit perfectly with the black T-shirt, creating a picture of strong sexual tension.

In the night, just with his back turned, Cong Rong could feel the cold oppression emanating from his whole body.

Cong Rong "..."

Seeing that the girl has not moved for a long time...

"Deduct [-]!"

He stared at the woman's bumpy back, and tentatively popped out a few words.

Isn't she greedy for money?

The moment the man opened his mouth, Cong Rong immediately jumped up.

She pinned the broken hair behind her ears, patted her clothes a few times, and walked towards the foot of the bed.

In just a few steps, Cong Rong did a lot of psychological construction.

1000 million is enough to keep her and her two children alive.

But the next second, when she caught sight of the man's muscular arm, she swallowed unconsciously.

Scenes from action movies flashed through Cong Rong's mind.

Thinking of being in the restaurant during the day, she spoiled Ji Tingqiu and Qi Yu's good deeds.

Her steps were getting harder and harder.

What happens when you get punched by an arm as violent as a brick.

As Cong Rong walked, he thought about his fate.

The thin girl walked towards her, and her complexion became more and more ugly.

Ji Tingqiu frowned slightly, feeling inexplicably in a good mood.

The first time he met, he only saw a pool of stagnant water in Cong Rong's eyes.

Many times she is indifferent as if everything around her has nothing to do with her.

But just now, there was panic in her eyes, like a lost little wild cat.

Ji Tingqiu coughed lightly, and casually pulled the corner of the quilt against the edge of the bed and fell asleep.

If this woman catches a cold, the mother will inevitably complain when she comes back.

Cong Rong stood beside the bed, twisting the hem of his clothes with both hands,

"I will never sue Aunt Yue, can you not deduct my money, money is too hard to earn..."

She lowered her head and muttered quietly.

The last half of the sentence seemed to be swallowed into her mouth and she was vague, looking very cute.

Suddenly Cong Rong was pulled towards the big bed behind him by a strong arm.

"Ah~" she couldn't help but lose her voice.

"Lie down and don't talk nonsense, I'm not interested in you."Ji Tingqiu shouted in a low voice.

He domineeringly lifted Cong Rong's ankle and threw it to the inside of the bed, then fell asleep.

In the dark night, the man kept a posture like that and leaned against the side of the bed.

Cong Rong slowly relaxed his tense body.

I think too much!

What qualifications does a miserable woman like her have to fantasize about the story of the big bad wolf and the little white rabbit.

The man's tone alone was full of disgust.

Cong Rong, you think too much, it is best to play your own identity down-to-earth.

On the other side of the bed, Ji Tingqiu feigned sleep for a long time.

Years ago, he thought that it would be Qi Yu who could lie next to him in the end.

It seems that loving Qi Yu has already become his habit.

Among them, it seems that Qi Yu will always control the audience.

The young lady held in the palm of the Qi family did not dislike him for his downfall, and accompanied him during the darkest ten years.

Later, when the Qi family closed their doors, the mother's body...

He had to give up temporarily.

On a moonlit night, the two of them had their own concerns, as if separated by the Chu River and the Han Dynasty.

Early next morning

When Cong Rong went downstairs, she found that Hua Anyue had disappeared with her nanny and aunt.

She gave a wry smile, and immediately understood Aunt Yue's good intentions.

With a rumbling stomach, Cong Rong rolled up her sleeves and walked into the kitchen.

After waking up, Ji Tingqiu glanced at the time and rubbed his hair irritably.

For the past ten years, he has lived in fear and has been sleeping very lightly, and often needs to rely on drugs to help him sleep.

But this morning he woke up more than 40 minutes later than usual.

Going downstairs with depression in his heart, he saw a note on the dining table.

"Mr. Ji, there are noodles in the kitchen, don't deduct money from me!"

Ji Tingqiu "..."

No one told him that when he ate this breakfast, his brows that had been frowning all year round naturally relaxed throughout the whole process.

***

In the morning, [Huayu] studio.

"Cong Rong, at the beginning of next month, the youngest son of the Jing family has asked us to cooperate for his wedding."

"After changing the water for the flowers, let's confirm the materials and color matching of the hand-made flowers. The amount of bouquets for the guests is a bit large, so let's prepare the plan in advance."

After Xiao Ya finished speaking, she handed over a bag of bread and milk.

Hearing about Jing's wedding, Cong Rong stopped stabbing the bouquet.

Thinking of Jingze, Cong Rong felt a pang of sorrow in his heart.

The two elders engaged in marriage within two hours of them.

After the parents were involved in a car accident, the Rong family changed hands overnight, and everything changed.

In the eyes of Jing family elders, marrying her is worthless.

Two years later, the shares of the Jingjing Group were suddenly shorted in a premeditated manner, and the company's market value evaporated by 40% overnight.

At that time, several wealthy groups in Qingcheng were behind closed doors.

Some want to take advantage of the opportunity to absorb them at a low price and become one of Jing's major shareholders.

When the Jing family was on the verge of bankruptcy, Rong Hua threatened her to give up Jing Ze with the life of her father Rong Sheng.

Because his precious daughter Rong Jingxian has been secretly in love with Jing Ze for many years.

If not, the life of the comatose father will be in jeopardy.

Mrs. Jing even threatened that she would never let an unclean woman like her in.

Thinking of Jing Ze fighting against the entire Jing family in order to marry the down-and-out self.

She knew that she could no longer bring value to Jingze, and giving up was the last thing she could do for him.

Their relationship came to a halt in that downpour...

She used the most heartless words to break the man's thoughts.

As he recalled, Cong Rong somehow felt his eyes turn red.

Jingle ~

The wind chime at the door of the store was blown by the wind, and a customer came.

Cong Rong put down the bread he had just gnawed twice and hurriedly put on his work apron and walked over.

She froze for a second when she saw someone coming.

"Hello, which bouquet you like can be handwritten on the spot."

She immediately adjusted her mood and said with a smile.

"Aze, we will use this flower shop for our wedding next month."

After the girl finished speaking, she shyly snuggled into the man's arms, but the corners of her mouth blossomed.

Since the two confirmed their relationship, this man has always been polite and distant towards him.

Rong Jingxian thought that forcing Cong Rong to dump Jing Ze herself had broken his mind.

Even later, Cong Rong went to prison for his younger brother and disappeared for two years.

She naively thought that the gap between the two had been filled.

They are like ordinary couples in front of the elders, and she is also full of joy waiting to enter the marriage.

until a few days ago.

After Jingze got drunk late at night, he looked at her affectionately, and she burst into tears with excitement.

But in the next second, what Jingze called out was Cong Rong's name.

At that moment, the dream she had had for two years fell to pieces.

Thinking of this, Rong Jingxian's nails dug into her flesh.

She forcibly concealed the hatred in her eyes and hugged the man intimately.

"Choose what you like." Jing Ze perfunctory.

His gaze unconsciously turned to the girl not far away.

A simple forest green sleeveless long dress made her skin even fairer.

The girl stood quietly among the flowers, and at this moment, she felt a sense of tranquility.

He was stunned, as if he saw the girl living in his youth again.

"Miss, can you watch Song of the Purple Ocean?"

Sensing that the man was looking at her, Cong Rong picked up a bouquet of light purple roses.

She went straight to Rong Jingxian and blocked herself.

"It means eternal love!"

Cong Rong raised her head to meet the man's gaze.

This is her heart.

After years of tossing and turning, she can only bless this man at this moment.

She had been in prison, lost her body, and was pregnant. No man would be magnanimous to love a miserable woman like her.

"The 520 handwriting bouquet, thank you!"

Rong Jingxian had a sweet smile on her mouth, and her eyes were cold.

How could she not feel the eye contact between the two.

Rose thorns often prick hands, and after making a giant bouquet, the hands of the florist will be terrible.

This is a lesson for her.

Don't take what doesn't belong to you, it will definitely hurt your hands!

"Sir, a total of 8000 yuan."

Cong Rong resolutely handed over the POS machine, she couldn't live with the money.

Ji's cooperation has not yet been won.The studio cannot afford to miss a single client.

When Xiao Ya came out of the warehouse, she was taken aback when she saw the person coming.

Seemingly aware that the aura of the three was not right, she hurried over to explain.

"Miss Rong, it will take some time to make 520 flowers by hand, can I get them tomorrow?"

"can!"

Jing Ze answered first, and then forcibly pulled Rong Jingxian away after speaking.

How could he not know what the woman beside him was thinking.

She was deliberately embarrassing Cong Rong.

Seeing her today is enough.

Not long after the two left, Cong Rong's cell phone vibrated.

It was the phone number that was no longer familiar.

Her fingers hesitated between the delete and open keys, and after struggling for two seconds, she finally clicked on the text message.

Looking at the contents of the text message, Cong Rong hesitated for a moment.