Raiders of Hua Hua Qian Jin's Wife

A lot of messages were sent out, but as expected, all of them fell into the sea.

Until the evening, Pan Linxi still did not hear any reply from Zhong Nihong.

When it was getting dark, she couldn't help calling her phone,

"The user you dialed is switched off, please try again later. The user you dialed——"

She didn't bring a phone home? !

She lifted the flat pillow, and as expected, Zhong Nihong's cell phone lay quietly on the sofa.

Fidgeting and waiting for her all afternoon, it turned out that she forgot to bring her mobile phone home.

Find her, find her, find her...

Pan Linxi's head was buzzing non-stop.

Between going to Zhong Nihong and continuing to wait for her, she chose the former.

She didn't want to think about it anymore, she wanted to know what happened to Zhong Nihong after she came home as soon as possible.

Grabbing a small satchel, she put Zhong Nihong and her mobile phone in it, and she hurried out the door.

Walking quickly to the subway station, Pan Linxi suddenly realized that she didn't know the exact location of Zhong Nihong's house.

The last time she went there was in her car, and she only remembered a vague area.

Suddenly, Pan Linxi didn't know where to go.Like the summer her mother died.

She thought that after receiving the certificate, she would be able to live with Zhong Nihong for the next year.

Only then did she realize that she was taking things for granted.She ignored the powerful force behind Zhong Nihong, as long as they intervene, all of their careful planning may come to naught at any time.

Just like this afternoon, Zhong Nihong's parents could easily take her away from her eyes without even saying a word.

Only now did Pan Linxi deeply realize that neither she nor Zhong Nihong herself was able to compete with her family.

The sun had set and the sky was orange.

Jin'an in mid-October has just entered autumn, and the wind is very cool.

On the way back from the subway station, Pan Linxi was in a daze, thinking that Zhong Nihong might disappear from her life, her heart couldn't help but tugging.

The marriage certificate of the two is still at her home, but Pan Linxi knows how pale that paper certificate is in the face of reality.

She crossed a zebra crossing, walked forward for a few minutes, and instinctively turned back to the old villa area where her home was located.

At this time, her phone rang, which shocked her for a while.

During this period of time, Zhong Nihong called her so frequently that when the phone rang, she had a stress reaction.

Taking out the phone, it was an unfamiliar number.

Not in the mood, she didn't answer.

The other party was very stubborn, calling in one after another, Pan Linxi suddenly realized that it was Zhong Nihong!

So she was busy connecting. "Hi!" The voice was eager.

"Creek! It's a brook, isn't it?"

The blood in Pan Linxi's whole body froze instantly. How long has it been since he heard this thick voice?

Many times, she dreamed that her father, whom she loved and depended on so much, and later hated so much, had died alone in a place she didn't know.

Hearing his voice again after two years, she suddenly felt frightened that the nightmare would start again.

"Xiaoxi, it's Dad—"

Pan Linxi didn't speak, she opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

"I saw on the Internet that you were married, and my father is happy for you." On the other end, Pan Jiezhi's tone was cautious, with obvious apology.

"There's nothing to be happy about." Pan Linxi was afraid of tears, so she raised her head to look at the dusk sky.

The scattered thin clouds in the western sky turned into a gentle pink at some point, which was very beautiful.

"Isn't marriage a happy thing?"

In the morning, Pan Linxi's grandmother also told her that getting married is a very happy thing.

Only now did she realize that her father, as well as her grandmother, should have married someone she liked and loved her, so they said the same thing subconsciously at the same time.

"Where are you?" Pan Linxi didn't want to continue talking about marriage.

"Dad will go back to see you next weekend, okay?"

"As long as you don't ask me for money, that's fine."

"Daddy has promised you to quit."

"Oh." Pan Linxi thought, can I believe it?

"Are you still living at your grandmother's house?"

"Ah."

Pan Linxi hung up the phone.

It was as if a huge black hole had been dug out by her father's call in her heart, and the darkness of the past kept pouring out of the black hole, soon obliterating her.

After passing a wooden chair for pedestrians to rest on, she approached and sat down feebly.

After more than ten minutes, she calmed down a little.

It was already dark, and when she returned to the front of the house, she found that the lights in the house were on.

Zhong Nihong is back!

In an instant, she felt as if she had been beaten with chicken blood. She pushed open the door vigorously and ran in.

"Zhong Nihong, Zhong Nihong!" She rushed into the living room before she even had time to change her shoes.

The room was empty, and when she looked around, she saw that the bathroom door was closed. She rushed over and asked loudly, "Zhong Nihong, are you in there?"

"Don't be noisy! I'm in that—" Zhong Nihong's impatient voice came from inside.

"Oh, okay!" Pan Linxi couldn't tell whether he was more happy or more relieved at this moment.

She leaned against the wall outside the bathroom door, poking the floor with her right toe, as long as she came back.

During the interval of calm breathing, she realized that she cared about Zhong Nihong more than she expected.

After a while, there was the sound of flushing the toilet, and then the sound of washing hands.

Then there was the sound of the doorknob being twisted, and Zhong Nihong came out, "Scare me! Why are you guarding the bathroom door? Do you have a special habit of liking strange smells hahaha..."

"Come here." Pan Linxi ignored her teasing and pulled her towards the living room.

"Didn't I tell you to wait for me, where did you go?"

"I--"

After sitting down, Pan Linxi took out Zhong Nihong's phone, "It was almost six o'clock when I realized that you forgot to bring it, and I wanted to go to your house to find you—"

"Are you just here to give away your mobile phone?!"

Seeing Zhong Nihong's expression, Pan Linxi didn't seem to have been greatly tortured, so he was a little relieved.

"Are you hungry?" Mingming was very worried, but asked an irrelevant question.

"Actually, you don't know where my home is, do you?" However, Zhong Nihong refused to let her go.

"That's right." Pan Linxi lowered her head, her eyes fell on the toe of Zhong Nihong's red shoes.

"Forget it, it's not my home anymore."

Only then did Pan Linxi realize that Zhong Nihong was pretending to be relaxed just now.

"What do you mean?"

"My dad said, either divorce you or disown him. I chose the latter."

"is this OK?"

"This time I was too self-willed and touched my father's scales, so no matter which one I choose, he will still be angry. If I don't insist on my own opinion, he will look down on me instead. So, let him be angry."

"I'm talking about you." Pan Linxi looked into Zhong Nihong's eyes.

"Pan! To control my own life, this is what I have to do. My family's principle has always been, either obey to the end or resist to the end, there is no middle choice."

"Is it necessary to do this to cut off the relationship?"

"My dad is angry. To be honest, this is the first time since I can remember that he is really angry with me, and I can't handle it as soon as he comes." Zhong Nihong lowered his eyes, feeling powerless status.

"Do you need me to hug you?"

"Hurry up if you want to hug, what do you ask so many!"

After hugging Zhong Nihong into his arms, Pan Linxi heard her sigh in his ear.

"What are you going to do next?"

"Let's talk about it later, wait until my father's anger subsides."

"What about the rest of your family?"

"Everyone in my family listens to my dad except me and my second brother."

"How long will your father be angry?"

"I don't know. He hasn't given up yet. He thinks that sister Xia and I still have hope. When we give up, we should be able to calm down."

"No matter what you decide, I'm on your side."

"Pan, I and at least you."

……

The next day, the Financial News published an exclusive interview with Zhong Zhulu, and there was a sentence in the quote: "Mr. Zhong denied that his daughter Zhong Nihong was married..."

After a day, the enthusiasm for Zhong Nihong's marriage did not drop but rose.

The topic of their marriage was once again raging, and the stock prices of Lushi Group and Chengxia Media even fluctuated to varying degrees due to this.

Zhong Nihong's fans and black fans are torn apart.

Fans insisted that Zhong Nihong met true love and got married;

Black fans said that Zhong Nihong used marriage to gain attention to market his new work in a despicable way.

"Don't worry about it, I have asked Jiang Minyou to help collect evidence, if necessary, I will sue later."

Zhong Nihong put down his phone and stretched like a kitten.

Jiang Minyou is their college classmate.

"Yeah." Pan Linxi also put down her phone, "By the way, Xia Tian—"

"Don't worry, sister Xia will not give up cooperating with me because of this matter."

"Is that so?"

"Everyone only sees her nurturing me, but they don't know the economic benefits I bring to her. She keeps pushing me, mostly because I have the highest rate of return, not purely because she likes me.

"She is a businessman. There is a clear distinction between career and relationship with her. In the short term, our cooperation will continue, and I won't be unable to live because my father cut off my credit card."

"You're more awake than I thought."

"Pan, the main reason why my father doesn't admit our marriage is because he thinks I'm capricious and doesn't listen to him. Even if he said harsh words to me, but--after a while, he will definitely calm down and forgive me. So, you don't have to worry about it."

"What about you?" Pan Linxi was always worried only about Zhong Nihong.

"Scared. But it's all expected. I am the same, it will be fine after a while."

"Ah."

"Have you been frightened?" Zhong Nihong's smiling face showed tiredness.

"No." Pan Linxi shook her head, she was only worried and uneasy.

"Go to work tomorrow, I guess there are a lot of people waiting for you from your TV station." Zhong Nihong said lazily.

"I asked for marriage leave."

"Is that possible?!"

"Two days ago, I received a dubbing notice from the crew. I decided to take a wedding leave and ask for leave. I won't go to work next week."

Zhong Nihongmao came over and leaned his head on Pan Linxi's shoulder, "So, we're going to get tired of being together next week!"

"That's understandable."

"Great."

"Zhong Nihong, there is one thing—"

"Say it."

"My dad should be back next week and he'll probably be here for a day or two."

"Isn't it great that your dad is back? Why, aren't you happy?"

"I'm afraid he—"

"In debt again?"

"Correct."

"Pan, for that kind of thing, just help once, otherwise you will be sucked into a bottomless pit."

"I think so."

The two were silent for a while.

Zhong Nihong said: "I'm so tired, I want to sleep. Pan, can you hug me and sleep?"

"Hug again? It wasn't last night—it's daytime now, isn't it?" Thinking of Zhong Nihong's various acts of coquettishness last night, Pan Linxi couldn't help but have a headache.

"Who stipulates that you can't sleep in your arms during the day?"

"I don't think it's comfortable to sleep in your arms."

"Pan, you need a make-up lesson! Now, let me teach you the lesson of 'It's so comfortable to sleep in your arms'."

Zhong Nihong stood up and dragged Pan Linxi to the bedroom.

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