Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 266 You can't take her away The two of them were strolling slowly in the small courtyard where Mrs. Chen Zhou lived.

In late autumn in my hometown, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the dead branches and leaves on the ground make a pleasant "creaking" sound when stepped on.

Duan Zijin looked sideways at this woman in her early forties. Compared with the dignified, elegant, and generous appearance she usually presented to everyone, the movement of her stepping on the fallen leaves on tiptoe made Duan Zijin even more excited. feel tender.

"Is there anything you want from me?" Although Duan Zijin also had some questions to ask, Mrs. Jiang was an elder after all, so she decided to wait for her to finish first.

Mrs. Jiang gave a soft "hmm", a lot of fine sweat oozes from the skin-tight forehead after maintenance, her cheeks are slightly red, and a small ball of hot breath evaporates in the cold air of early winter. Evanescent mist.

"How is the child?"

"Thanks to you." Duan Zijin said very politely, "everything is fine."

Mrs. Jiang stopped, adjusted her breathing for a while, and when she spoke again, her voice carried a thick emotion that was easy to distinguish, "Jiang Lin's second uncle said that before you accompanied him back to Europe last time, you were in Qi The door lingered for a while."

Duan Zi was stunned, "Yes."

"What did you do?"

Duan Zijin looked at her eyes with a bit of secrecy, and smiled casually: "You have already guessed it, why bother to ask me?"

Mrs. Jiang fell silent.

Calculated according to the time, the end of April and the beginning of May is the anniversary of Jiang Lin's mother's death. One can imagine what he will do in Qimen.

"For the past eight years, I have been sending people to inquire, but I still haven't found any results." Mrs. Jiang looked at the deserted and thin air in front of her, with a bit of melancholy in her eyes, "Where is Miss buried?"

Duan Zijin knew that Jiang Lin must have blocked the news. He didn't want his mother to have anything to do with the Jiang family, otherwise he wouldn't be so anxious to take her down the mountain when Jiang Fengli chased after Qimen. The paradise where his mother died was discovered by the Jiang family.

She paused, and said, "It's more appropriate for you to ask Jiang Lin yourself about this matter."

Mrs. Jiang looked away, and turned to look at her, her expression was very calm, almost without warmth, "Why, you don't want to tell me?"

Duan Zijin smiled calmly, "I dare not, I just respect his opinion."

"I spent 5000 million US dollars to resolve your brother's lawsuit for you, isn't it enough to get a message from you?"

Mentioning the 5000 million, Duan Zijin couldn’t laugh anymore, the corners of his lips gradually faded, and his tone sounded respectful at first, but it was actually lukewarm, “If you were willing to spend 5000 million dollars to hire someone Go check it out, if you don’t see it, you can’t check it out now.”

The sarcasm in her words is actually very superficial, but Mrs. Jiang's ears were a little bit piercing. She curled up her fingers and laughed at herself: "You're right, I really want to know where Miss is buried , but spending 5000 million dollars to investigate is too hasty for both me and the Jiang family. 5000 million is not a small number. I am willing to spend it in order to let you marry Ah Lin; but for other things, I really still There is a need for hesitation."

"Getting news from you seems to be much more difficult than I imagined." Mrs. Jiang lowered her eyes and sighed heavily, "Zijin, I want to go to Qimen to pay homage to Miss, without any malice. I also remember that The purchase of 5000 million is only for you to agree to marry Ah Lin. Now that you are married, there is no money between us. I have no right to ask you for anything more, but if I beg you, can you see it for me? For your brother's sake, tell me where the lady's tomb is?"

Duan Zijin frowned, "Madam Jiang, let's not talk about anything else, the 5000 million..."

"I'll give it back to you."

Before she finished speaking, she heard a low and indifferent voice behind her.

It was exactly what she wanted to say.

But the moment he heard this voice, the blood in Duan Zijin's body seemed to be frozen by the chill that was so strong that it kept gushing out from his words.

After a long time, she turned around stiffly.

Mrs. Jiang also frowned and turned her head, and she saw the man behind him with one hand in his trousers pocket, and his handsome face was extremely expressionless.

I don't know if it's because the temperature in late autumn and early winter is too low and too thin, the icy cold air penetrates the skin and penetrates into the bones.

Duan Zijin felt as if something had suddenly exploded in his lungs, and the air was quickly exhausted in a second.

She couldn't breathe, she could only feel the empty panic in her chest, intertwined with the tearing pain when it was detonated.

——Don't think so much, I marry you, there is no other reason, just because I love you.

——Yuyou, if you say that, I believe it.If one day I find out that you lied to me, I don't know what I will do.

--I will not lie to you.

……

The man not far in front of him was still in a suit and leather shoes, and he looked meticulous from head to toe.

Even the deepness engraved on that handsome and flawless face was the same as usual.

If he hadn't seen clearly his dark and gloomy eyes that couldn't see through the light, Duan Zijin would have believed that he is still the usual him now.

"Jiang Lin..." She couldn't care about anything else, and ran towards him in a staggered manner. Her last step seemed to be caught by some dead branch. Fortunately, she grabbed his arm in a hurry and didn't fall down.

Compared to her panic and bewilderment, the man was really calm and indifferent to the other extreme.

He looked down at the woman holding his arm lightly, he didn't reach out to push her away, but he didn't reach out to hug her, and let her five fingers make ugly wrinkles on his neatly pressed suit.

Before Duan Zijin could organize his words, he opened his mouth first: "Is what I heard true? You owe her 5000 million, don't you?"

Duan Zijin really wanted to tell something from his tone, but his voice was too low and flat, nothing, just like usual chatting.

While she was in a daze, the man continued: "Answer me."

Duan Zijin closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."

"En." The man responded in a low voice, stopped looking at her, and looked up at the middle-aged woman with an unnatural expression.

When his eyes met the familiar face, Jiang Lin still couldn't help but feel a little absent-minded, and a thin mist seemed to be aroused in his eyes.

After a while, his eyes became cold again, "5000 million dollars, I'll have someone transfer it to your account before tomorrow morning, don't bother trying to trick her. Where my mother is buried has nothing to do with you guys." No. I will arrange a special plane as soon as possible, and when you have enough rest, go back immediately."

Mrs. Jiang's face turned pale, she bit her lower lip, her steady tone trembled slightly, "I'm not in a hurry to go back, Mr. Yu said, you still have something to ask me, I'll stay in China for a while..."

"No need." The man's dark eyes were full of gloom and indifference. When he said this, he looked down at the woman in his arms, and his thin lips curled up in an extremely sarcastic arc, "I want to ask you something , I already know the answer."

Duan Zijin was shocked, and clenched his clothes tighter, "Jiang Lin."

The man's haughty jaw tensed imperceptibly. He raised his hand and pulled her hand away, holding it in his palm. His tone was ordinary, but much more indifferent than usual, "Lunch is ready, go eat."

Duan Zijin looked at his deep and three-dimensional facial features, no matter what angle he looked at, he couldn't see any leaked emotions.

He has always been a man with a very strong self-awareness, regardless of his ability to control or act, he is always the deepest and strongest whirlpool in the calm sea, so that at this moment, Jiang Lin just looked at her so simply, It can also shock Duan Zijin's heart heavily.

Seeing that she had something to say but hesitated to speak, the man pulled his lower lip: "What do you have to say in front of outsiders?"

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Jiang's pale face instantly turned pale.

She is an outsider.

She never knew she was an outsider.

However, being said so mercilessly by him still made her feel as uncomfortable as a needle prick in her heart.

Duan Zijin looked back at Mrs. Jiang and frowned. She really wanted to explain something to Mrs. Jiang, but the misunderstandings on her side continued to be cut and confused.

Ling's lips parted, and before he could say a word, the man leaned over and kissed the center of his brow. He said in a hoarse voice, "Grandma has been waiting for a long time, go back to eat."

Looking at the woman's slowly wrinkled eyebrows, the gloomy light in Jiang Lin's eyes became even more gloomy, even though nothing could be seen on the surface.

The palm holding her hand became stronger, and the tone was not as calm as before, "Just now you were yelling that you were hungry, and you didn't go in after the meal was ready?"

As he said that, he dragged her into the villa. Duan Zijin was dragged by him, and blurted out: "I love you! You have to believe that I love you!"

The tall and straight figure of the man froze in place, and Duan Zijin stepped to his side, seeing a self-deprecating smile on his handsome and indifferent face, "Well, I believe it."

Duan Zijin's voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, and there were only three words for a long time: "I'm sorry."

The man did not speak.

"I married you because of my brother." She took a deep breath, "but..."

"I'm sorry for you, what are you apologizing for?" The man turned to her lightly, didn't continue talking about this topic, raised his hand to caress her cheek, his voice was hoarse, "You are hungry, let's go eat, huh?"

How obsessed is he with eating?

But after thinking about it, Duan Zijin understood that it wasn't that he was obsessed with eating, but that he was deliberately avoiding the 5000 million bought marriage.

He was so silent, and his face was so deep that she couldn't figure out what was going on in his heart and what he thought about this matter.

Duan Zijin knew very well that if he didn't mention it, it didn't mean he didn't care.

On the contrary, it is because I care too much that I escape.

Yesterday afternoon, he said to her: "If one day I find out that you lied to me, I don't know what I will do."

He was avoiding the fact that she lied to him.

Because once he admits it, he himself doesn't know what he will do.

At this time, the sliding door of the villa was suddenly opened by Yu Song, and the old man in the wheelchair looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "Aren't you all eating?"

The old lady came out to remind her herself, no matter how much Duan Zijin wanted to say, she could only swallow it first.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was extremely subtle, and anyone with a discerning eye could see the deep cracks hidden under the laughter.

Probably because she knew that her grandson had always been dull and didn't talk much, so the old lady didn't take it too seriously, but looked at Mrs. Jiang, who smiled insincerely, and showed a worried look, "Lan Xin, what's wrong with you?" ? Is the food unappetizing?"

Mrs. Jiang pursed her lower lip, with a gentle smile on her lips, "No, maybe it's because I haven't been back for a long time, and I'm a bit tired of eating."

Duan Zijin looked at the woman with a forced smile on the opposite side, her brows were a little heavy, and just about to reach for the water glass on the table, she heard a man's cold voice: "Don't touch it, it's hot."

Duan Zijin retracted her fingers subconsciously, turned to look at him, but saw that the man's eyes were not on her side at all, as if he just saw her movements from the corner of his eye, and just mentioned something.

Yu Song also secretly felt strange, standing not far from the dinner table and looking at the two.

The husband is a bit introverted and indifferent, but if the wife is within his sight, when did the husband leave her eyes?

Their current state is not at all like a newlywed couple, letting go of their previous grievances. On the contrary, they seem to have quarreled, but they are whitewashing peace in front of their elders.

After staying at Jiang Lin's grandmother's house for a whole day, Duan Zijin felt like a fire was burning in his heart. For the first time, he felt that he didn't want to spend another second at his grandmother's house. They were all in that lukewarm and unhurried attitude, and they played chess, drank tea and chatted with the old lady very patiently. They didn't take her out of grandma's house until it was dark after dinner.

When he got in the car, he closed his eyes. The car drove across the highway and bustling streets and alleys. The neon lights cast deep and shallow shadows on his handsome and flawless facial features. The deep outline seemed to be more cold and hard than usual Even more inhumane, she felt that she couldn't reach it even though she was right in front of her eyes.

Duan Zijin bit her crimson lips, turned her head and looked at the car window on the other side.

The way home was long in silence.

Finally arrived home, when the man got off the car, he said to Yu Song, "I've been busy all day, go back and have an early rest. I don't have to come to the company and research institute tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. I'm not busy recently."

Yu Song nodded, "Thank you sir."

"Let's drive back." The man nodded lightly.

After he finished speaking, Yu Song looked thoughtfully at the silent woman standing next to the man. Without saying anything, he stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

On an early winter night, on the corridor in front of the villa, a woman plunged into the arms of a man, looked up at him eagerly, "Jiang Lin, are you angry?"

The man lowered his head, no emotion could be seen in his dark eyes, he reached out his hand to brush away the broken hair on her forehead, and said noncommittally, "Go home."

"What are you thinking, tell me." Duan Zijin said, "Do we have to be so ambiguous? You are clearly upset, why do you pretend you don't care at all?"

"I'm not unhappy." His voice was still calm, like stagnant water that couldn't be stirred.

Duan Zijin let him hold her hand, but her body seemed to be frozen in place, without moving. The man pulled her back slightly with force, then stopped and turned his head, then frowned, "Don't mess around, you Wear less, it's cold outside."

He didn't frown all day, and when he heard the truth, he was as confident and calm as usual, as if he didn't care at all.

But it happened to be provoked by such an insignificant trivial matter.

"You have." Duan Zijin met his eyes, "You are very upset, but you want to digest this yourself, you don't want to tell me."

The man stared at her for a long while, then raised his lips and smiled, but the smile was superficial, tangible but lifeless. It could be seen that he was not smiling because he was happy, "Otherwise? I want to lose my temper with you." , asking you if you married me because of money? Asking why you lied to me that you love me?"

Under Duan Zijin's absent-minded eyes, he squeezed her hand slightly, his voice was low and hoarse, but also a little stagnant, "I'm sorry for you, I mistrusted nancy, and caused you and the child to almost die again and again, and I'm right You have said too many nonsense, and you should not forgive me."

"Regardless of whether she used money to force you to marry me or not, after you and I get married, you will be more or less happy." Jiang Lin said, "This is enough, and I will treat you better in the future."

There were ripples in the woman's brown pupils, and she paused every word, saying very clearly: "But you are still unhappy, this cannot be changed."

The man said softly, "It will be fine."

Feeling that the hand in his palm was cooling down a little bit, the man asked again: "Go home, huh?"

The woman shook off his hand, and uttered a sentence from her bright lips without lip gloss: "Is it because you are sorry for me, so no matter how outrageous things I do now, you can tolerate it? Is it because you are sorry for me, So even if you are unhappy, you still have to bear it yourself and don't come to get angry with me? Is it because you are sorry for me, so the only way we get along in the future is that I will make progress, and you compromise and tolerate?"

A deep gully appeared between the man's eyebrows, and he looked at her seriously, "I'm sorry, Yoyo, it's my fault."

Duan Zijin looked at him, and smiled lightly, "What did you do wrong?"

The man looked at her for a long time, then whispered, "You're angry."

Duan Zijin froze.

After a long while, the anger accumulated in her heart was rampant, and she couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Don't you think it's wrong for you to make such a sick compensation, but you think it's wrong for you to make me angry?"

She was so angry that she had a headache, and her body was shaking a little. At the end of the sentence, she was only left with a lack of energy. The man's face changed slightly, and he hugged her body.

Duan Zijin realized in his dizziness that his feet were lifted off the ground and was being hugged. He was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, and pushed him with his last ounce of strength.

"Let go!" she said, "Let me down!"

"You can't stand."

She absolutely hates this man's way of looking for the right to die. He has always been like this for eight years. The truth is what he sketched in his mind. No matter how others explain it, he will only think it is Comforting him and misleading him, "Call Ah Qing and ask him to pick me up, I don't want to see you, I have a headache."

Seeing her frowning, the man looked really uncomfortable, and said with restraint, "I'm a doctor."

"I said call Ah Qing! Don't you understand?"

The man's face was tense, and he said hoarsely: "Okay, I'll call him, don't be angry."

In less than half an hour, Duan Zipei appeared in Jiang Lin's living room.

The doctor who had just finished prescribing the anti-fetal medicine for Mrs. Jiang came out of the bedroom, and saw two handsome men with different temperaments standing there downstairs, who seemed to be confronting each other.

"Jiang Lin, you're really good. Everyone has given you everything, and you can even call me when you have a big night quarrel."

Hearing his cynicism, the man didn't say much, "She wants to see you."

"Oh, she still wants me to take her away!"

"You can't take her with you."

Duan Zipei sneered and kicked the chair in front of him, "Get out of the way, I want to go up, don't get in the way!"

As soon as he went up on his front foot, the man downstairs followed him on his back foot, but the doctor said that pregnant women should not be too stimulated, so Jiang Lin suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart and did not enter the house.

The door was open, and Duan Zijin could easily see the slender reflection on the carpet, and she could feel two deep and silent gazes locked on her face when she came in from a short distance outside the door.

She turned her head away, not wanting to look at the people outside the door.

Duan Zipei approached the bed, saw the medicine beside the bed, frowned and asked, "What's going on, Yoyo?"

Before she could answer, she heard hurried footsteps in the corridor outside the door, followed by Zhou Yicheng's voice——