Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 263 How did it end?Shake hands?Autumn is getting stronger and stronger, and the weather will be colder after each rain.Duan Zijin stood in front of the window with his coat on, looking at the dark night and the pouring rain that could not be seen clearly but could be heard clearly for a long time, feeling extremely uneasy for some reason.

When the weather forecast said it was going to rain, she didn't leave any more Milan and asked her to drive back first, and she didn't know if she would be home by now.

Just as she was thinking, scarlet and dazzling brake lights suddenly lit up on the street outside the garden, piercing the darkness like blood.

The man came quickly from the heavy rain, and the driver beside him carefully held an umbrella of the same black color for him. The umbrella was raised high enough to barely cover his tall and straight body.

There was a burst of lightning and thunder, and the door of the villa was suddenly opened.

Duan Zijin's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Immediately afterwards, the man at the entrance took off his slightly wet suit jacket, changed a pair of shoes, and walked towards her with a bad expression.

Before she could open her mouth, she was scanned from top to bottom by the man's black eyes like jade.

He frowned slightly, and asked her hoarsely, "Why are you standing here?"

Duan Zijin was taken aback for a moment, then heard him say, "Do you know what time it is?"

Hearing this, she glanced at the clock on the wall, it was 11:30.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the man turned his head and scolded the servant at home: "Why don't you take your wife back to rest so late?"

The servant opened his mouth, but seeing the gloomy expression on the man's face, he choked back the words.

Duan Zi hurriedly stopped him, "It's nothing to do with her, the legs are on my body, if I don't go back, can she force me to go back?"

The man looked at her for a moment, reached out to hold her wrist, and pulled her into his arms.

When he touched her hand, the furrows between the man's brows deepened, and he changed his grip into a grip, wrapping all her fingers in his palm, "Hands are so cold, don't you want your bones anymore?"

Duan Zijin's mouth was flattened by his stern face, and she winked at the servant to let her go out first.

After the servant left, Duan Zijin approached with a smile, his eyebrows were soft and bright, and even his tone was rare to see, "Why did you get so angry when you came back? Who made you unhappy?"

"You say it yourself."

The man was still holding her hand, his handsome facial features became clearer and colder, not at all softened by her flattering attitude, and his tone was full of displeasure and harshness, "People who are pregnant with children still have to do it every day." Nonsense, how many times have you said it, and when did you remember it, huh?"

Duan Zijin blinked aggrievedly, and threw the scapegoat out with kindness, "I can't sleep if you're not at home, it's raining outside..."

Blame him, blame the weather, blame the whole world.

She is the most innocent.

The man's forehead twitched, but there was nothing he could do with her blatantly shameless posture, and he hugged her with a sullen face.

Before Duan Zijin could react, there was a whirl in front of her eyes. The man seemed to punish her intentionally, unlike before, holding her firmly. This time his movements were very erratic, and he even weighed her into the air.

Even though he knew he wouldn't really throw her, Duan Zijin was so scared that he hugged his neck tightly and exclaimed, "Jiang Lin, what are you doing?"

"The legs are on your body. If you don't go back, I can only hug you back."

When he said these words, his face was as usual, and there were no ups and downs in his tone, but Duan Zijin inexplicably heard the trivial annoyance in his voice.

It seems that Mr. Jiang is not in a good mood tonight...

She should be nice.

As soon as Duan Zijin was put down by the man, he ran to the bathroom with great discernment to fill him with bath water, and when he came out, he helped him untie his tie and shirt. His brown pupils were filled with a warm and serene smile, which made people feel happy.

She just smiled at him for a minute or two, and the man's face softened a little. Although his voice was still slightly cold, it was not so cold, "Go to sleep."

As he said, his fingers with a little callus brushed the elongated gray under her eyes, "Don't wait for me so late in the future."

Duan Zijin said honestly "Oh", then looked up at him again, squinted his eyes and smiled with a good temper, "It means you will come back so late in the future?"

The man frowned, "I won't do anything important." After finishing speaking, he looked at the pouring rain outside and the rainy day with thick cloudy clouds, and said in a deep voice, "I won't even if the weather is bad."

Only then did Duan Zijin shrink back to the bed in satisfaction.

Listening to the sound of splashing water in the bathroom, she saw the tablet computer that the man had placed beside the bed in the morning, picked it up again, and logged into Weibo.

She didn't read it for a day, and when she refreshed it again, the long Weibo post complaining about Yao Bei'er was gone.

She sighed almost inaudibly, and searched for news about the bankruptcy of Mi Lan and Lan Yue.

It is no longer news that Blue Moon Films is in crisis, and the popularity has already dropped.

And the news of its real bankruptcy was released at noon today.

It's not as exaggerated as what Ah Qing said last night, and it's so commonplace that everyone knows about it.It's just because he happened to be in the entertainment industry, and the circle where he lived and worked was full of discussions about this matter, so he took it for granted that it was a well-known matter.In addition, he is one of the leaders of the u family, so he was the first to know the news of Blue Moon's collapse last night.

This event may be considered a big event for film and television workers, but in the eyes of most ordinary people, it is still too far away from their lives.

Rather than paying attention to Lanyue's stock price and whether it was acquired, they obviously paid more attention to the love-hate relationship between actress Yao Beier and Professor Jiang.

Last night... Ah Qing drank a lot last night and rested in the guest room next to them. Judging from his condition at the time, even if he knew that something happened to Blue Moon Films yesterday, he would definitely not be able to personally participate in the suppression plan .

In other words, it was actually Mi Lan who defeated Blue Moon Film and Television?

The time was between when she left the villa after attending the small wedding banquet with Jiang Lin, and when Ah Qing got the news... In those two short hours?

What the hell did she do?

No wonder Mi Lan came to her today and said that she could compete with Yao Beier.

That's because she personally defeated Lanyue last night.

Thinking of this, Duan Zijin couldn't help frowning, she slid her finger on the screen, and swiped through Weibo messages one by one, the faint uneasiness in her heart deepened.

When the man came out of the bathroom wrapped in a black bathrobe, he immediately saw her holding the tablet and reading something seriously. Her expression looked a little dignified, not at all like she was playing rogue with him just now. He looks happy.

The lights on both sides of the bed dyed her cheeks beautifully, and the porcelain white skin permeated with melting warmth. If it weren't for the obvious solemnity, it would definitely make people feel soft and charming.

He stepped on the blanket on the ground and walked to the bed, leaned on the bed, stretched his arms, and brought her into his arms. His big palm crossed her shoulders, took the tablet from her hand, and threw it aside.

The man came so suddenly that Duan Zijin was almost taken aback. When the bed sank slightly, she was surrounded by him in front of her chest, and her chin, which had just been sprayed with aftershave, rested wantonly on her shoulder. It was deep and clean, and it belonged exclusively to a man. The smell came from all directions and wrapped her tightly in it.

His bathrobe was loose, and there were still some wet drops of water on his wheat-colored chest. He ran his palm through her hair, smoothed her soft curly hair to one shoulder, and then lowered his head to peck at her. touching the skin on her shoulders.

After a long while, as if he was not satisfied, he kissed her from the shoulder to the back of the neck, finally turned her head, and kissed her lips from the neck all the way.

He picked her most sensitive places, and he was extraordinarily skillful and patient.

When Duan Zijin's face was blushing and he looked at him with watery eyes, he stopped again, picked up the tablet, and asked lightly: "If you're not sleeping, what are you looking at?"

As he spoke, the man's gaze had already landed on the screen.

Blue Moon closed down.

These four words seemed to be distorted, piercing through the man's jet-black pupils, and magnified infinitely in his mind.

After a while, Duan Zijin heard the man's voice deepen a few degrees, "Why do you care about these things?"

Duan Zijin rubbed against his arms, his face touched the water droplets on his skin, the warm water and his chest muscles exuding man's heat formed a subtle contrast, "Look at it casually."

The man gave a flat "um" as usual, but didn't ask any more questions.

Duan Zijin had rubbed enough in his arms, when he raised his head inadvertently, he suddenly bumped into his extraordinarily deep eyes, which seemed to contain a deep abyss, filled with low mist, making it hard to see what was going on under his eyes. What kind of emotion is it.

His eyes just fell on the top of her head without blinking, with some kind of incomprehensible consideration and contemplation, and when she looked over, he slowly retracted it, as if he had been looking at her like this for a long time, Withdrawing suddenly, the movement was a little slow.

Duan Zijin immediately remembered that Weibo post this morning, "Did you delete the memoir that Yao Beier liked?"

The man's handsome face appeared three-dimensional in the dark light, but it was unfathomable, "Well, it's me."

"Oh, I want to see it again." The woman laughed softly.

"Look at what?"

"Look at Professor Jiang, how kind you were to her before."

The man reached out and raised her chin, "Are you happy?"

Duan Zijin just wanted to say no, but seeing the man's penetrating eyes, he had no choice but to change his words: "A little bit, after all, I am a woman, and I was so narrow-minded when I was not pregnant, not to mention that I am pregnant now. If you are unreasonable, you can do anything."

I don't know if it was her illusion, but when she finished saying this, the man's eyes seemed to darken a lot, but there was still a faint smile that she couldn't understand.

"is it?"

Duan Zijin nodded, raised his slender fingers and poked his chest a few times, "However, as long as you treat me better now than you did to her before, I won't care about those past things with her."

The man let go of her chin, and held her hand instead, "Care?"

He chewed her words carefully, then paused, "If you care about it, how are you going to care about it?"

Duan Zi glanced at him, "Jiang Lin, are you implying to me that you treat her better than me?"

The curvature of the man's lips tightened a little, and he leaned lazily against the head of the bed, not answering her question.

Duan Zijin was unhappy seeing him not explaining or cooperating with anything, so he pursed his mouth and jumped up and bit his chin, "How to deal with her, that's not sure, you see the news Right? Now that my best friend and my younger brother are so powerful, maybe one day I will throw her out of the entertainment industry with a single word."

The man's eyes were darker, as if they contained thick ink.

He was still holding her finger and playing with it in the palm of his hand. Although the tone of the question he asked was casual, it made Duan Zijin inexplicably feel deep and weighty, "Am I treating you well? Why should I blame others?"

"Because pregnant women are unreasonable." Duan Zijin replied seriously.

The curvature of the man's mouth completely disappeared. Before she had time to ask him what's wrong, he supported his head in his palm and kissed him deeply.

This time he kissed a little fiercely, not as gentle and tender as before, on the contrary, he seemed to have some emotions that needed to be vented, but he had to be tense.

The feeling of siege made her uncomfortable.

But thinking that Mr. Jiang was in a bad mood, Duan Zixuan's hand resting on his chest stopped his rejection and let him mess around with her.

Things seemed to get out of hand, and the feelings that had just calmed down swirled out of his heart again, but at the last moment, he left her panting heavily, forcibly ending the affair.

Knowing what he was thinking about, Duan Zijin bit his lip, stared at him with blurred eyes, wrapped his arms around his neck, and whispered in his ear: "Actually, it's possible..."

The man frowned, grabbed her troublesome hand, and said hoarsely: "Don't mess around, your health is not good, what if you hurt the child?"

Duan Zijin puffed up his cheeks and said sullenly: "You only think of your child now, what have you been doing?"

The most annoying thing is to tease people halfway.

The man stared at her face, stroked her big palm, and asked with a low smile, "You want it?"

Duan Zijin didn't speak, just stared at him.

How will it end if there is no sex after the intense tongue kiss?Shake hands?

The man looked at her expressionless face. It took him a lot of energy to suppress the desire in her body. It took him a long time to see the gloomy look in her expression. Shen Sheng confirmed, "Is it really okay?"

Also ask, ask your sister!

I've never seen you so polite before!

Duan Zijin rolled his eyes, completely ignored him, and simply crawled back to his side of the bed, pulled the quilt and closed his eyes.

The man sighed, and fished her back effortlessly, "I'm going to be gentle, if you're not feeling well, just stop, huh?"

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Duan Zijin still kept her eyes closed and didn't look at him. When she felt the man's hand holding her face and the kiss was about to fall, she lazily said: "Stop."

Jiang Lin, "..."

Was she teasing him on purpose?

The last string in his mind broke with her arrogant and soft voice, his face darkened more than half, his tone became gloomy and cold, he pinched her chin and kissed her, "Duan You, I think you really owe a lesson!"

……

Considering her body, the man didn't dare to be too presumptuous after all. He was afraid that she would be too tired to take a bath after finishing, but he muttered unhappily that it would be uncomfortable not to take a bath.

He touched her shiny hair, and kissed Bai Xi's forehead, which was soaked in a little sweat but still looked so plain, "I'll get a towel and wipe it for you."

When he came out of the bathroom with a wet towel, the woman had already nestled on the side of the bed and fell asleep drowsily.

Jiang Lin walked to her side, staring at her sleeping face with deep eyes, and didn't know what he was thinking. After a few seconds, he remembered the towel in his hand, gently pulled the quilt away, and wiped it for her. body.

——How to deal with her, that's not sure, have you seen the news?Now that my best friend and my younger brother are so powerful, maybe one day I will throw her out of the entertainment industry with a single word.

Her understated voice still lingered in his ears, the man's hand increased his strength out of control, the sleeping woman was awakened suddenly, her facial features were wrinkled and huddled together, complaining: "Jiang Lin, what are you doing ?”

The man's heart tightened suddenly, and he quickly withdrew his hand, his face changed slightly, and Low Magnetic's voice suddenly tensed up, "Does it hurt you? Tell me what's uncomfortable."

The woman was still delicate and lazy, sleepiness spread in her brown eyes, she seemed not fully awake, she complained a few words and fell asleep again.

Jiang Lin was using the not-so-bright bedside lamp, and saw the red mark on her leg that was pressed by him slowly fading away. She thought it was nothing serious, and the fear in her heart faded along with the mark.

After wiping her body, he went to the bathroom for a simple shower. When he came back, the woman on the bed was already breathing evenly and peacefully.

He gently hugged her into his arms, turned off the light, stared at her sleeping face in the dark for a long time, then lowered his head and kissed her cheek, "Sweet dream, Yoyo."

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Early the next morning, Fu Yan received a letter from Zhou Yicheng.

To be precise, it came from Jiang Lin's share purchase offer, asking for his shares in Blue Moon Film and Television.

Fu Yan sat behind the desk, his phoenix eyes stared at the letter of intent in his hand without emotion, "What does he mean?"

Zhou Yicheng has been by Jiang Lin's side for a long time, and he has learned how to stay calm.

"Third Master, that's what you mean."

"Why did he buy the shares of Blue Moon?"

"It's hard for us to say what to do." Zhou Yicheng said neither humble nor overbearing, "Even if you don't buy it, other film and television companies will come and take over. You can treat us as the same buyer as them. You only need to consider whether the price is reasonable or not. Now, everything is going according to the normal procedure."

Fu Yan curled his lower lip, and smiled coldly, "Reasonable? Does he know what is reasonable?"

This is completely based on the price per share of Blue Moon when it was at its peak a few years ago.

Before the bankruptcy, it would not be able to reach the value of the original meeting, let alone the bankruptcy now.

Does he know what is reasonable?

Seeing that Zhou Yicheng didn't speak, Fu Yan learned a lot from Jiang Lin's immovable expression without showing any emotion or anger.

"Why, is he throwing money at me to help me now, or is there too much money to spend and find land to sell?"

"Third Master, it's inappropriate for you to say that." Zhou Yicheng still had a dull face, "Mr. I don't think much about it. You and the Fu family are in dire straits. You know best in your heart that Mister is only thinking of you. That's all."

Fu Yan threw the acquisition book in his hand back to Zhou Yicheng's feet, and spat out three words from his thin and cold lips, the voice was not loud, but clear enough, "No need."

"Third Lord, I know you are angry with your husband, but Lanyue's bankruptcy is not the result you want to see."

Fu Yan frowned, and there was some imperceptible doubt in his handsome eyes, "What are you talking about?"

Lanyue's bankruptcy has nothing to do with elder brother, why is he so angry?

Zhou Yicheng bent down to pick up the purchase book under his feet, and put it on the desk again, his tone remained the same from the beginning to the end, "If you are not satisfied with the price, you can bring it up to the gentleman again, and the husband will treat you as a brother who was born and died. He feels very sorry for such a thing. I hope you will see that he is willing to make up for it, and don’t blame your wife. If you still feel uncomfortable, sir, he will wait for you at the judo hall. "