Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 126 Don't Go Anywhere! (First update 3000) After hearing his words, Duan Zijin's breath stuck in her chest suddenly. With the help of alcohol, she only felt that his breath slowly condensed into anger, and she couldn't suppress it no matter what.

"I'm going to the hospital to see him." When Duan Zijin spoke, his brown eyes seemed to be frozen, and he didn't move at all.

On the beautiful brow bone, two deliberately colored eyebrows are drawn closer to the middle, a pair of eyebrows and eyes that are as distant as mountains and smoky as near water, but show a trace of inhuman indifference.

She looked directly into Jiang Lin's eyes, and the firmness in her words matched his unquestionable attitude, "You injured someone, why don't you allow me to go to the hospital?"

The corners of Jiang Lin's mouth slowly curled up, so shallow that it was almost invisible, "Even if I beat him to death, it's not your turn to see him. Unless...you want him to die earlier."

Duan Zijin sneered, "You're only threatening me, aren't you?"

"You're right if you insist on saying that. However, I'm not in a very good mood tonight, and it's still the same until now." Jiang Lin pressed against her forehead, and the tip of his nose almost touched hers. He was obviously smiling, and Hei But the pupils were cold and lonely, "You can think of a way to make me happier, maybe I won't be so angry."

Yes, he is angry.

From the moment he saw her on stage, he was mad.

This eager anger was initially buried by his innate restrained temper.

Until she chose that glass of Louis XIII and said in front of everyone that it was her best choice.

Including in Tang Jichi's car just now, if he didn't show up, did she really intend to let that man taste her sweetness without resistance?

Their faces were so close that he could smell the intoxicating aroma of wine in the intertwined heat.

Jiang Lin thought, Louis XIII was probably the worst wine he had ever smelled in his life.

He was so annoyed that he wanted to burn down even the winery, so that this kind of wine would completely disappear from the world.

Duan Zijin was pressed by his body and had nowhere to hide, leaning tightly on the car behind him, if he wanted to refuse his approach, the only way was to bend down and sit in his car.

After examining the situation clearly, she did so.

Seeing the woman obediently getting into the car, Jiang Linyou's emotions, which were on the verge of rage, finally recovered a little.

He leaned over, fastened her seat belt, closed the door, and sat back in the driver's seat.

This car has been on the road for a long time, but no one has dared to step forward to let him leave.

Stepping on the accelerator, the car slid into the night like a fish in the deep sea...

The warmth in the car made the woman in the co-pilot even more sleepy. Duan Zijin forced his eyes open several times, fighting needlessly against the drowsiness in his mind.

In the end, he couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell into a deep sleep.

The car was driving on the empty highway at night, and she breathed steadily and weakly, bringing the aroma of wine into the car.

Jiang Lin's mind suddenly appeared the image of her wearing shorts, boots and a leather jacket, flirting and flirting on the stage.

As soon as he stretched his arms and raised his legs, his chin was raised high, which was so sexy that people wanted to worship him.

Every movement is a fatal temptation for a man.

This woman... when did she learn to dance?

The car stopped in front of her house, and he called her a few times, but she didn't wake up in the slightest.

I don't know if it was a nightmare or because I drank alcohol and slept uncomfortably, those black eyebrows became more and more wrinkled.

Jiang Lin's five fingers clenched the steering wheel tightly, and the palm of his right hand felt so painful for a moment because of this movement, he subconsciously let go of his hand again.

He lowered his eyebrows and looked at his palm. The back of his hand was scratched, but the palm was intact, and nothing could be seen with the naked eye.

I don't know if the bones inside are misplaced or broken.

It was really hard for him to block Tang Jichi just now.

The temperature in the car was very high. He reached out and unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt. His fingertips were still on the buttons, and he was shocked suddenly.

Blurred patches of color appeared in front of my eyes again, and all the scenery in my field of vision was swallowed by mottled light in an instant, and buzzing noises appeared in my ears.

Jiang Lin closed his eyes, knocked his head hard with his left hand, and when he opened it again, he was back to normal.

At this time, it is the end of April.

Summer is coming again, it's time to go back to Europe.

A ray of mist, impenetrable to light, gradually rose in the eyes as dark as jade, surging and stirring.

He held the steering wheel with his left hand, emptied his injured right hand, stepped on the gas pedal expressionlessly, and started the car back on the road.

……

When Duan Zijin opened his eyes again, he happened to see Jiang Lin pull up the handbrake in a haze.

She sat up, squinted her eyes and looked out of the window. In the dim light, she could vaguely see the grand but delicate outline of the villa.

A current surged through my mind——

This is his home?

"Are you awake?" Jiang Lin said calmly, "It's just right, get out of the car."

Duan Zijin frowned and didn't move, "Didn't you say to send me home?"

"Send it." He hooked the corners of his lips, and his magnetic voice melted into the air in a low voice, "I called you a few times, but you didn't wake up. I thought you were waiting for me to drive the car here on purpose."

Duan Zijin was still a little embarrassed after hearing the first half of his sentence, but only sullen when he heard the second half.

She stared at him with eyes that were on fire, like a cat with its hair blown.

Jiang Lin looked back at her leisurely, feeling a little more at ease in his heart.

Duan Zijin looked away coldly, opened the car door, and walked out of his yard without looking back, ready to take a taxi home.

She really didn't want to waste a word with this man.

He didn't take two steps, but someone grabbed his wrist forcefully.

Obviously, the man didn't bother to talk nonsense with her, so he brought her into the villa without saying a word.

"Jiang Lin!" Duan Zijin couldn't bear it anymore, "Let go!"

After hearing her words, Jiang Lin stopped in his tracks and let go of his hands.

Duan Zijin hadn't had time to make the next reaction, the whole world was spinning in front of his eyes, his feet were lifted off the ground, and he hugged him.

Yiqing, who was on guard at night, heard the movement, rubbed her eyes and came out of the lounge. When she saw Mr. and the woman in his arms, she was taken aback for a moment, then came back to her senses, and lowered her head with a blushing face: "Sir, You're back. You, have you had dinner? There's still..."

"No need." Jiang Lin said coldly, "Go and rest."

Just as Yiqing was about to agree, she noticed sharply that her husband was not wearing a coat, and that his usually clean and tidy shirt was wrinkled and messy at this moment.

Looking carefully, the corners of the mouth seemed to be a little bruised.

Could it be that Miss Duan beat her?

Yiqing looked at the struggling woman in his arms in shock, and stammered, "Sir, do you need a medical kit?"

Duan Zijin was also stunned when she heard the words, under the bright light of the living room, she looked up and saw a slight invisible scar on his haughty chin.

A trace of deep worry flashed across the brown pupils.

With Jiang Lin's extraordinary skills, he was injured like this, so wouldn't Tang Jichi's life be in jeopardy?

The man lowered his head, took into account the complexities in her eyes, rolled his Adam's apple, and suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Duan Zijin nestled in his arms, hearing what he said, he didn't respond at all.

His eyes were slightly closed, his lips were pursed lightly, he didn't want to speak and he didn't want to explain.

Yiqing opened her mouth, but Jiang Lin cut off what she wanted to say: "Go down, you have nothing to do here."

She nodded dully, "...Yes, sir."

Jiang Lin hugged her all the way back to the bedroom, Duan Zi squinted at the reflective glass behind the gauze curtain, and remembered what Yiqing told her back then——

These have been replaced with bulletproof windows.

Now she can't run even if she wants to?

Jiang Lin put down the woman in his arms, frowned and stared at the nondescript outfit on her, and said in a low voice, "Go take a shower, take off your makeup, and change into clothes."

"I don't want it." Duan Zijin said this to him for the second time tonight.

Because she seemed to realize that after taking a bath, removing makeup and changing clothes, he would not simply let her go.

This outfit, in his aggressive aura, became the last line of defense.

"Be obedient." He persuaded patiently.

"I said, I don't want it."

"Duan Zijin." Jiang Lin suddenly lowered his voice.

"Why should I change my clothes?" She raised her eyebrows amusedly, "If you think I'm dirty, you don't have to force me to stay overnight at your house!"

Jiang Lin's chest heaved a little more, and his eyes were terribly cold, "What do you want? Should I let you out in the middle of the night like a ghost?"

"I've already said that I'm going to the hospital to see him. If you don't let me go, okay, then I won't go!" Duan Zijin stood up abruptly from the bed, and the alcohol made her sanity completely collapse, "You Said to send me home, but brought me here, are you going to tell me that this is my home?"

The anger in Jiang Lin's heart, which was finally calmed down, was like boiling magma, gushing out from the cracked crater, "You will live here from now on, this is your home, and you are not allowed to go anywhere!"