Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 215 Ms. Mu is ready, waiting for you in the bedroom The man's originally dark pupils suddenly deepened a little, turning dark black.The turbulent waves came too fast, and it took only an instant to engulf his eyes, so fast and violent that it seemed like an illusion.

It was the first time they had an open and honest chat about being sick.

Duan Zijin was so frightened by his cold face that his heart sank. Looking over carefully, he found that the man's expression didn't seem to have changed in any way.

Was his reaction good or bad?

If he recovers, he should stay at home and wait to marry Nancy. How could he bring another woman to this distant Yucheng?

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Mu Nianci came out of the bathroom slowly, and stood by the French window of the hotel, watching the scene outside the window that had been stalemate for a long time, not knowing whether he should go out or not.

Until the man's penetrating gaze swept over.

She pouted, knowing that she couldn't hide from him for long.

So he walked out generously, under his unfathomable gaze, coughed lightly, breaking the embarrassment: "That...Duan Gong, please make room, I'm going to get in the car."

In fact, it is more convenient to get in the car from the other side, but she insisted on going through the door that was blocked by Duan Zijin.

Duan Zijin suddenly didn't understand this woman.

Everyone could see that she just went to the bathroom with an excuse just to make it easier for her and Jiang Lin to talk alone.If she really cared about Jiang Lin, why would she do this?

But if she doesn't care, why are you telling her to leave now?

At the moment when she lost her mind, the man raised his hand, and the two security guards at the hotel entrance had already taken Duan Zijin's arms and moved her away a few steps.

Duan Zijin shook her vigorously twice, and the security guard hurriedly held her tighter, "Miss, you can't go over."

Angrily, she shouted in a cold voice, "Let me go!"

A sound seemed to break through the barrier from the throat, with a bit of eager crying.

Mu Nianci couldn't bear it, moved her lips, and was about to intercede for her, but when she saw the man's cold and deep gaze, she suddenly stopped.

The man stopped watching the farce outside the door, looked straight ahead, and said indifferently: "I haven't come up yet, want to walk home by myself?"

Mu Nianci sighed, lowered his head and got into the car, closed the door, looked at the driver's seat through the rearview mirror, and suddenly found that the driver had changed, who looked friendlier and gentler than the one who picked him up in the afternoon. Holding the steering wheel in his hands, he looked through the car window at the struggling woman who was held up by security guards outside the window.

Seeing her looking at him, the driver forced a forced smile, obviously affected by the outside events, "Hello Miss Mu, my name is Yu Song."

Mu Nianci nodded and also smiled, "Hello."

"Yu Song, if you haven't seen enough, you can get out of the car and watch it now." The man's tone was flat.

Yu Song hesitated and said, "Sir..."

"When you've seen enough, drive."

Yu Song didn't dare to neglect any longer, looked away, and stepped on the gas pedal.

The expensive and extraordinary Rolls-Royce completely disappeared into the night.

Only then did the two security guards let go of the woman in their hands, but she seemed to have no bones, and almost knelt and fell to the ground the moment they let go.

At this moment, a Bentley slowly turned into the gate of the hotel. It should have slowed down, but when it saw this scene, it suddenly accelerated and rushed towards them.

The man in the back seat didn't wait for the hotel staff to greet him, he opened the door and got out of the car. The door was slammed shut by him, and anyone could hear the man's outrageous anger from the loud noise.

In the next second, Duan Zijin was held in the arms of the man, and in her black and white eyes, Ming Rui's gaze was cut like a blade, and the man's angry low voice exploded in her ears: "Who gave you the courage to dare to fight against me?" She moved her hands and feet!"

The two security guards naturally knew him, "Mr. Tang..."

Tang Jichi carefully looked at the red mark on her arm that was scratched by those two people, and the haze in his eyes became heavier, "If anything happens to her, neither of you will feel better about it! Get out!"

The two left as if pardoned.

Ever since he learned that Duan Zijin was pregnant, Tang Jichi had been in a state of anxiety all day long, holding her like a porcelain vessel, fearing that if someone didn't take good care of her, something terrible would happen to her if he bumped into her.

Duan Zijin closed his eyes, used his strength to straighten his body, and pushed him away, "Why are you here?"

"It's getting late, Ah Qing asked me to pick you up." He whispered.

Duan Zijin pursed the corner of his lower lip, "I'm sorry to cause you trouble again."

"What happened just now?" Mentioning this matter, the man's face darkened again.

Duan Zijin thought for a while, but didn't answer, but said: "I'm not going home now, can you send me to another place?"

Tang Jichi rubbed her hair, "Go to the south of the city to see your friend?"

Duan Zijin shook his head, "Go to the villa area by the river."

Villa area by the river.

Tang Jichi's unmoving eyes suddenly flickered, and he asked calmly, "What are you doing there?"

Duan Zijin walked to the side of the car without looking back, and she restrained the embarrassment just now.

The man followed her, but before she got into the car, she suddenly heard her lower her voice and say, "Tang Jichi...he's back."

The man's body shook violently, and his footsteps stopped in place.

*

This river that runs across Yucheng is the most valuable natural landscape in the whole city. Countless commercial districts and high-end consumer places are located along the river. From the Binjiang Hotel along the river, not far away are villas with ridiculously high prices. district.

The light in the carriage was on, and Mu Nianci was sitting on the back seat, holding a book in his hand, but occasionally raised his eyes to glance at Yu Song in front of him.

Seeing that she was hesitant to speak, Yu Song took the initiative to say: "Miss Mu, if you have any orders, just say it."

Hearing this, the man who closed his eyes and rested his mind suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes lingered between the two of them without making a sound.

"Oh, that's right." Mu Nianci closed the book in his hand, "Do you know the woman surnamed Duan just now?"

Yu Song subconsciously glanced at Mr. Wang, and seeing the latter's calm expression, he replied, "Yes, I know him."

"What's the relationship between her and your husband?"

This question is tantamount to putting a knife on Yu Song's neck.

He began to regret why he had to talk so much about this.

Miss Mu...why did you ask this?

"Is it convenient to answer?" Mu Nianci smiled, "Then let me ask another way. Is she your husband's ex-girlfriend?"

Rolls-Royce drew an S shape on the road. Yu Song held the steering wheel with cold sweat on his hands. He couldn't help admiring Miss Mu's boldness and fearlessness. Why don't you open which pot and which pot to carry?

The person in the driver's seat wiped his sweat, "This..."

"Nianci." A faint voice cut off his words, "Enough is enough, it's all a thing of the past."

"Am I not qualified to know about the past?"

Why does this sound so... ambiguous?Yu Songduo looked at her twice.

Mu Nianci ignored his scrutinizing gaze, pressed the ballpoint pen in his hand, and said with a smile: "Jiang Lin, this is not the correct attitude of yours."

Jiang Linjun's eyebrows raised slightly, and his dark eyes stared at her, "What do you mean?"

Mu Nianci smiled lightly and said a word.

The moment Yu Song heard it clearly, he suddenly felt as if he had learned something extraordinary.

Looking at the face of the man in the back seat, it was dark and gloomy, and his thin lips were almost pursed into a sharp straight line.

"Okay, I'll tell you when I get home."

*

Tang Jichi ordered people to drive the car to the door of Jiang Lin's house, and Duan Zijin ran off without even thinking about opening the car door.

He also walked down, leaned against the car and lit a cigarette, his eyes fixed on the woman's back.

It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel it at all, but Tang Jichi knew from the beginning to the end that he had no chance at all, so he gradually got used to her indifference.

In fact, this is fine, six years ago and six years later, Duan You never gave him the slightest hope, everything was just wishful thinking on his part.

No matter whether Jiang Lin is alive or dead, he will always hold a place in Yoyo's heart.

Because love is love after all, the so-called forgetting is just being covered with dust in the years.When people want to remove it, it is always just dust.

But that love will become clearer and clearer.

Tang Jichi has never seen a woman as stubborn and strong as Duan You. She knows exactly what she wants, so the injury is not an injury, and the pain is not pain.Unlike other women, maybe when you are tired of love, you will be moved by other people around you, but Duan You will never.

Her love is destined to be Jiang Lin.

After Duan Zijin knocked on the door, Yiqing opened the door for her.

When the little girl saw her, she was so excited that she almost cried out.

But she quickly remembered that half an hour ago, the husband had just brought another woman home.

It is very rare for the husband to leave anyone at home overnight, and Ms. Duan is the first woman.Later, Miss Belle stalked her husband so badly that she slept in the guest room all night.

As a result, another one came today!What is this and what?Should she talk to Miss Duan?

Yiqing bit her lip, looking very conflicted.

Duan Zijin saw her expression and asked softly, "Yiqing, is Jiang Lin at home?"

"Sir...is not here." She really couldn't tell the truth, she just asked her, "Miss Duan, did you quarrel with Mr.?"

Duan Zi paused, and said calmly, "We broke up."

Yiqing's eyes widened, "How come?"

No wonder Mister brings other women back!

"I know he's here." Duan Zijin said, "You tell him to go downstairs and talk to me soon, and it won't delay him for too long."

Yiqing was stunned for two seconds, then hurriedly left.

After a while, Yiqing came back again, she shrugged and looked depressed, "Miss Duan, you can go back."

Duan Zijin's heart sank, "What did he say?"

Yiqing licked her lower lip, very embarrassed: "Sir, what's the matter, we can talk about it tomorrow. He is off work now, and he doesn't want to see you."

don't want to see her.

Those four words pierced her heart like needles.Duan Zijin's pupils shrank, "Then you tell him, if he doesn't come down, I'll just wait here."

Yiqing stood still.

"Go!" Duan Zijin couldn't help urging her.

Only then did Yiqing bite the bullet and meet Duan Zijin's sincere gaze, "Sir, if you are willing to wait here, then wait..."

Duan Zijin was stunned for a moment, as if someone had hit the back of his head with a club, his mind went blank.

Did he expect her to say this, so he had already made up his mind about the move?

"What else did he say?"

"Mr. also said...if you shout and disturb the people downstairs, you want me to contact the security of the villa area...to get you out."

He even thought of this.

Duan Zijin's heart was completely cold, but he slowly raised his lips and laughed out of the pain.

Jiang Lin, should she say that he knows her too well, or should she say that he is too smart?

But such a smart person was also played by her in the palm of her hand, and she deceived him around.

In the scorching summer of August, Duan Zijin felt an icy chill penetrate her blood from her skin, almost freezing her from the inside out.

"Miss Duan, I'm sorry, I really can't..."

"Yiqing." Duan Zijin interrupted her, "Just let me in, I left something here, and I'll leave as soon as I find it."

Yiqing still stood by the door, silent as a hill, but blocked her way.

Duan Zi didn't care too much, so she pushed her away and was about to rush in, but a low magnetic and deep voice came from the stairs on the second floor: "Miss Duan, I need to call a lawyer to ask, how about breaking into a private house?" Sentenced?"

As the voice settled down, the man slowly walked down the stairs. He looked handsome, but his demeanor seemed extremely indifferent.

Duan Zi looked at him calmly, but suddenly remembered that the first time she broke into his grandmother's house by mistake, he also asked her mockingly, so in the United States, breaking and entering private houses is not illegal.

Her heart was originally in turmoil, but the moment she saw him, those erratic emotions suddenly settled down.

"Sir!" Yiqing lowered her head tremblingly, "I'm sorry, I..."

Jiang Lin glanced at her lightly and said, "If you let everyone in who comes uninvited in the middle of the night so softly, then you can pack up and leave now."

When Yiqing heard this, her expression changed, "Sir!"

"Don't go down as an example, you go down first." Jiang Lin didn't pursue anything further.

Only then did Yiqing feel a little relieved, she didn't read the joke again, and quickly left this place of right and wrong.

After she left, Jiang Lin turned his attention to the woman in front of him, "What, is there anything else?"

Duan Zijin came back to look at him, the tailored trousers, the spotlessly clean white shirt, the top two buttons were unbuttoned, and the collar was draped over his beautiful collarbone.It looked like he had just arrived home and hadn't had time to change his clothes, but he was also full of dignity and laziness.

Duan Zijin cut to the chase and said, "Jiang Lin, I know you don't want to see me, but I've made my words very clear. As long as you answer a question for me, I'll immediately leave your sight."

The man's dark eyes did not move at all, his thin lips moved, his tone was no longer the modesty and gentleness he had when he first talked with her, but a bit more gloomy and stern, as if her stalking finally made him feel disgusted It is no longer possible to treat each other with courtesy, "Miss Duan, what is your position to ask me now?"

Enduring the suffocating pain in his chest, Duan Zijin looked him straight in the eyes and said, "It's just out of concern."

"Concern?" Jiang Lin smiled indifferently, "Didn't you know the guilt you felt when you cruelly abandoned a dying person?"

Duan Zijin's nails were suddenly inserted into the palm of her hand. With a trembling tone, she said quietly: "Yes, I am very guilty and uncomfortable. So please tell me, how is your illness?"

The man looked at her condescendingly, and a few traces of extremely profound sarcasm appeared on his handsome brows, "Uncomfortable? Do you know what it means to be uncomfortable? I thought Miss Duan would never understand."

Duan Zijin clenched his teeth, and there was a bit of rust-like blood on his tongue.

The man withdrew his smile, and said indifferently: "Miss Duan, you want to obtain spiritual relief through this method, why should I help you?"

"Jiang Lin..."

Before she finished speaking, Yiqing came down from the second floor, buried her head very low, barely daring to look at their faces, and said very quickly: "Sir, Ms. Mu said that she has prepared Well, I'll wait for you in the bedroom and tell you to hurry up."

Duan Zijin's eyes trembled violently, and he looked at Yiqing in disbelief, "What did you say?"

Her words seemed to stab Duan Zijin in the heart.

The blood flowed out immediately, but she didn't dare to touch the knife lightly.

If you don't pull it out, it will hurt, but if you pull it out, you will die.

Yiqing kept her mouth shut and refused to speak.

Duan Zijin looked at Jiang Lin, and asked word by word: "Did you bring Mu Nianci home?"

Jiang Lin said expressionlessly, "Yiqing, let's see off the guests."