Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 083 Only after making a mistake did he realize that he was afraid Jiang Lin's eyes darkened, as if sinking into the dark sea.

The sexy Adam's apple on the neck rolled, carrying a deadly masculine breath.

He walked towards her with big strides, warmly grasped Yao Bei'er Yubai's white wrist, and grabbed the button of her clothes with the other hand.

The temperature of his fingertips could be felt through the thin fabric, Yao Bei'er's face flushed red, and she whispered in a shy voice: "Jiang Lin, I'm hot..."

He bowed his head and chuckled, "Then what should we do?"

"You know..."

I know your sister!Yiqing paced and wandered outside the door for a long time, and finally couldn't help pushing the door open after hearing this sentence, "Sir!"

The atmosphere inside was destroyed all of a sudden.

From hot to cold.

Yao Bei'er was shocked, she didn't expect someone to come in at this time, her first reaction was to nestle in the man's strong chest, "Jiang Lin!"

Jiang Lin's black eyes swept towards the door. On the surface, he looked sharp and intimidating, but deep down, he seemed to be... relieved.

"What's the matter, Yiqing?" He calmly embraced Yao Bei'er, the woman's tender body pressed against him, he could only tense up, and would lose control if he relaxed a bit.

"Jiang Lin, why is your servant so reckless!" Yao Beier was furious, and shouted at Yiqing, "Get out!"

Yiqing pushed the door open impulsively, but she didn't know what to say when she really pushed it open. The quiet and powerful look in her husband's eyes made her even weaker, "I, I have something important to say to my husband."

Jiang Lin looked at her, and his calm eyes were suddenly caught by a ray of light falling from the ceiling. For a moment, he was so cold and sharp that people were shocked. "Is it the contract sample sent by Yucheng?"

Yiqing was startled, she didn't expect her husband to take the initiative to help her out, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, Mr. Shao said to notify you as soon as you come back. I forgot just now."

Yao Beier grabbed Jiang Lin's arm and refused to let go, "Jiang Lin, can't we talk about it tomorrow?"

Jiang Lin kissed her on the forehead, and pushed her away, "Soon, you go take a shower first."

When Yao Bei'er heard the word "take a bath", she immediately felt elated.Is he finally not repelling it?

"That's good." She smiled gently, "I'll take a shower first and wait for you."

She tidied her clothes and walked out of the room, closed the door of the study for Jiang Lin, and turned around with a gloomy expression.

I really didn't expect Jiang Lin to be so patient...

And that girl named Yiqing, when she becomes the mistress of the Jiang family, the first thing she will do is to fire this naive servant!

After Yao Bei'er left, Jiang Lin leaned on the table and fell down on the large computer chair. His head was dizzy for a while. He closed his eyes and rested for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, the emotions in his eyes were deep and difficult to distinguish, "What's the matter?"

Yiqing hesitated and said, "Sir, Miss Duan came here this evening."

As soon as he entered the door, he noticed that something was wrong with Yiqing, and the reason was actually this.

Although it was no surprise, Jiang Lin still felt his heart beating heavily, trembling to the throat, and together with the hot blood surging all over his body, disturbed him.

That woman has always been like this, arrogant and stubborn, and will not give up until she achieves her goal.He had expected that she would do something after calling Yu Song today, and she found his home as expected.

Thinking of Duan Zijin, his throat was so dry and tight, Jiang Lin drank a glass of water, closed his eyes again, stretched out his hands to pinch the space between his brows, and asked calmly, "When did she leave?"

Yiqing pursed her lips, "Should...just left. When you brought Miss Belle into the house, she was still in the garden."

Jiang Lin sat up straight suddenly, with a look of astonishment on his expression, "What did you say?"

in the garden?

Duan Zijin...

She saw him take Belle home?

"Without your permission, Sister Feng didn't dare to let her into the house." Yiqing was scared back by Jiang Lin's increasingly ugly face, and her voice became soft, "She said she was waiting for you in the garden , until you come back."

Jiang Lin rolled up his wrist and looked at his watch, it was 11:30.

If she came at five or six in the afternoon, she would have been waiting in this garden for nearly six hours at least!

A rush of hot blood rushed to the top of his head, Jiang Lin felt that his rationality had collapsed in an instant, and the impulse he had endured for so long seemed to have found an outlet to vent.

Jiang Lin took off his coat from the hanger and went out, but suddenly stopped, and ordered in a deep voice: "Clean up a guest room for Miss Belle, and ask Zhou Yicheng to send her to work tomorrow morning."

"Yes, sir." Yiqing complied happily, she didn't like this Yao Beier from the beginning.

"Also, once Miss Belle asks where I am going, you know how to answer."

Yiqing said without changing her expression: "Mr. went to see Boss Shao. It seems that there is something wrong with the contract. I don't know the details."

Jiang Lin glanced at her indifferently, this little girl's ability to adapt to changes is not bad.

He put on his suit jacket, took the car keys and left.

The evening wind was cold, and the garden was so silent that there was no sound.

Jiang Lin stepped onto the meadow outside the villa, but his heart was suddenly seized by tension and fear, and he couldn't take another step.

Falcon-like black eyes scanned the entire garden quietly, with a little uneasiness and tension that he couldn't explain clearly, taking every branch and every bud into his eyes.

It was silent and empty, without the figure of that woman.

He walked to the side of the flower bed and touched the dust on it with his hand. There was a spot that was wiped clean. She was probably sitting here waiting for him.

here……

Jiang Lin's eyes shook violently, and he suddenly raised his head, facing the window of his study.

The white light illuminates the study room clearly, and the light-colored curtains are like a screen, the light shines on it, and everything in the room is clearly displayed.

He turned his head stiffly, as if a huge hole had leaked in his heart, and the fear he had never felt in 32 years rushed in instantly.

Not only did Duan Zijin see him taking Belle home, but he might also see him and Belle...

Jiang Lin quickly got into the car, slammed the door shut, and regardless of how much he drank tonight, the gas engine stepped on the gas pedal.

He pumped the oil too hard, and the car's engine made an uncomfortable sound, and rushed out of the garage like an arrow off the string...

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Duan Zijin walked slowly on the deserted street.

In the middle of the night, like a homeless ghost.

Her expression was colder than Night Breeze, and her heart was colder than her expression.

After walking for nearly 10 minutes, she came out of the villa area. She held on to the street lamp on the street, and felt that she couldn't walk any more.

Should I call Ah Qing and ask Ah Qing to pick her up?

She wanted to go home, wanted to go home so badly...

A gust of wind hits behind him, carrying a sense of presence that cannot be ignored.

Duan Zijin was startled, subconsciously moved away to the side, but the whole person was caught in someone's arms.

The surrounding air warmed up.

She struggled a few times, but gradually understood what was going on, and calmed down.

A broad chest, a strong heartbeat, and the desolate scent of tobacco that enveloped her.

Neither of them moved.

Jiang Lin's chin rested on the top of her head, his arms wrapped around her shoulders and folded on her chest, and he hugged her tightly from behind.

It was as if a lost and found treasure was in his arms.

His heartbeat and breathing are not so regular, Duan Zijin can hear that he is panting violently.

tired?What did you do to be so tired?

Duan Zijin sneered, "If you don't let go, I will sue you for molestation."

Jiang Lin stood still, her threats had no weight in his eyes, so he didn't need to take them to heart at all.

Duan Zi was ashamed and angry, "Let go!"

Still no one answered her, and the embrace was not loose but tight.

"Jiang Lin!" Duan Zijin gritted his teeth.

"Yeah." Then he replied indifferently, "It's me."

Jiang Lin's heart suddenly became more at ease, and he also felt a strange sense of accomplishment.

It turned out that she knew it was him, so she didn't struggle.

"Let go." She said one last time.

Maybe because he heard the tone was different from the previous two times, Jiang Lin paused and let her go.

Duan Zijin turned around and was slapped.

"Clap" sound.

Especially crisp and loud in the night.

She clearly saw that after the slap, Jiang Lin's eyes were shattered with tenderness and tenderness.

His eyes were like lacquer, staring at her expressionlessly.

On the contrary, he has no expression, which can better reflect the cold and stern aura emanating from his tall body.

Duan Zijin was obviously angry, but when he looked at him like this, the anger slowly dissipated somehow, and was replaced by a more intense guilty conscience.

This is the second time she hit him, and the first time was in front of so many people.

Who did this woman borrow the courage from?

With a slight movement of Jiang Lin's body, Duan Zijin subconsciously took two steps back like a frightened bird.

The deep eyes fell on her face, Jiang Lin's lips curled up, the smile didn't reach his eyes, he grabbed her wrist suddenly, and pulled her back only a few inches away.

"Duan Zijin, do you have to wait until you make a mistake before you realize your fear?"