Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 283 I want her, you, get the hell out of me Jiang Shan met his black and white eyes, for some reason, everything he wanted to say was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it.

The man looked at her quietly for a while, then closed his eyes again.

After a long time, in the silence, he suddenly heard her low voice: "I will marry you."

The bodyguards in the car were all brought by Jiang Shan from Europe, and none of them could understand Chinese.But she still kept her voice so low that even Tang Jichi could barely hear what she was saying.

Jiang Shan managed to muster up the courage to finish this sentence, but found that the man sat there with his face closed, as if he completely ignored her words, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, his face flushed slightly, "Tang Jichi , I said I want to marry you."

After being called by her name, he could no longer pretend not to hear, frowned, and said lightly, "The reason."

"You helped me a lot in this matter, I can't treat you badly." She said righteously.

The furrows between the man's handsome brows deepened, and after a moment, he frowned again, opened his eyes to look at her, and sneered in a low voice, "You know I've helped you, but you still repay your kindness with complaints?"

Repay virtue with resentment?

Although Jiang Shan's Chinese is good, it took her a long time to understand the meaning of his words. Her beautiful eyes widened and her brows stood upright, "Tang Jichi, do you feel wronged by marrying me?"

Repay kindness with grievances!She said it as if she was a leftover girl that no one wanted, and she insisted on sticking to him and forcing him to accept it.

Tang Jichi looked at her sideways, and frowned, "You can understand it any way you want, but I don't have the heart to talk about marriage right now."

"why?"

Jiang Shan stared at him in a daze, doubts came to her heart again before going out——

She had already fallen asleep tonight, but a servant knocked on her door suddenly and said, Young Master Tang is here, and he has something important to tell her.

After Jiang Shan changed her clothes and went downstairs, she saw a man sitting on the sofa. Her demeanor was not as calm and indifferent as usual, but was deeply wrapped in a certain kind of extremely gloomy hostility.

Her sleepiness disappeared in an instant, and her eyelids twitched violently. She had to rub her eyes with her hands before walking slowly to him and asking, "Master Tang, what's your business so late?"

But he just said, "Follow me."

Jiang Shan stared at him coldly, "Tang Jichi, do you know what time it is?"

In the middle of the night, a lonely man and a widow, if he told her to follow him, would she follow him?

When she is stupid?

The man didn't even look at her, he stood up from the sofa, and said in a cold voice, "If you want to save your brother, follow me."

Jiang Shan felt a "thud" in her heart, and the last bit of sleepiness disappeared without a trace. She looked at the man's tall and straight back thoughtfully, gritted her teeth, and finally followed.

Who let this hateful man pinch her weakness, and the needle was almost accurate--she had no choice but to be obedient in matters related to Lenn.

What shocked Jiang Shan was that Tang Jichi told her in the car that he had voted for Jiang's family in the Vatican half a month ago.

It took Jiang Shan 3 minutes to completely digest the meaning of his words.

But she still didn't understand, why did he tell her what happened at this juncture?

If he wanted to, he could have told her on voting day.

If he doesn't want to say it, there's nothing wrong with delaying it until the beginning of the new year when the results of the ballot are announced.

Why is it now, in the middle of the night when the winter wind is blowing and it is already past midnight?

The man who seemed to have turned into a statue finally moved and gave her a little reaction, "Something happened to your cousin."

Jiang Shan was shocked, "What?"

Tang Jichi didn't say another word.

Because something happened to Yoyo, Jiang Lin would definitely rush to the hospital regardless of obstruction.

This kind of behavior is tantamount to adding crime to crime, and how the higher-ups will deal with him is a big question.

Thinking of this, he made up his mind, and before Yoyo finished the operation, he resolutely left the hospital to find Jiang Shan for rescue, but he received a call from Ah Qing in the car saying that she was not saved.

Even if Tang Ji was mentally prepared for this sooner or later, at that moment, his heart ached so much that he wanted to let Jiang Lin die with him!

He asked the driver to park the car on the side of the road, he didn't want to look for Jiang Shan anymore, and he didn't want to care about Jiang Lin's life. He even felt in his heart that even if Jiang Lin really died, he deserved the retribution he deserved.

But just when he was about to let nature take its course and let things run their course, a flashback suddenly flashed through his mind that day at the gate of the court, that proud girl lowered her head and said word by word: Young Master Tang, I beg you.

She pleaded with him in a low voice, but her eyebrows and eyes showed her usual aloofness, with the inherent dignity and arrogance of the descendants of the Jiang family.

For some reason, he clenched his fists and said to the driver in a strange manner: "Drive."

It was Yoyo's choice not to forgive Jiang Lin - if she chooses to forgive, then he doesn't need to let Jiang Lin die; if she chooses not to forgive, then Jiang Lin doesn't even have the right to die with her !

*

On the afternoon of the second day after the incident, Jiang Shan came to the Jiang residence again.

Perhaps it was Feng Qingyun's special order that she was not stopped by the guards at the gate when she entered the villa.

She found the man in that huge bedroom.

Distressed and despondent, his trousers were stained with mud, and his white shirt, which had been meticulously ironed, was now crumpled and the buttons were half-buttoned, revealing his strong and well-defined chest. The scars are barely visible.

He just lay on that double bed with his eyes closed, his whole body sunk in the soft mattress, as if stuck in a predicament he couldn't get out of.

That handsome and indifferent face was covered with bruises and mottled marks, it should have been a fight with someone, and the blood on the corner of his mouth has not been cleaned.

From childhood to adulthood, Lenn has always advanced and retreated in a certain way, doing things in an orderly manner.

Jiang Shan had never seen him like this, and never thought that she would see him like this one day.

I couldn't stop feeling sad in my heart.

Holding the door frame, she slowly curled up her fingers, and knocked on the door three times.

The man ignored it. If he hadn't been lying there, the slight rise and fall of his chest could be seen, Jiang Shan would almost have thought he was dead.

She whispered, "Lenn, I'm coming to see you."

The man on the bed still didn't move.

Jiang Shan's throat tightened, and she said dryly: "What happened to Duan You...I have heard about it. I know you are sad, but the deceased is gone. The most important thing now is how you get out of here."

After she finished speaking, she didn't get any response from the man.

Jiang Shan paused, and started to step into the room, but just as the toe of her shoe touched the carpet in the bedroom, she heard two cold and indifferent words on the bed: "Get out."

Jiang Shan froze for a moment, then retracted her steps and looked at him with a frown, "Don't you want to leave here?"

The man stopped talking.

But Jiang Shan understood his meaning from such silence.

—He didn't want to leave this villa, this bedroom, this bed.

She clenched her hands and asked calmly, "Do you just want to lie here until you die?"

Knowing that the man would not answer, she said again: "Don't you even want to avenge her?"

Her gaze was firmly on the man on the bed, and when she heard her words, his bony fingers clenched slightly.

Jiang Shan knew that she had found the right direction, and gritted her teeth: "Being forced to this point by them, do you still have to swallow your anger? Look at your current appearance, you can't do anything! Come again a thousand times, ten thousand times, you Or you can only watch her being killed by those people! I said long ago, with your ability, you shouldn't give in to this place where you can't even use your fists!"

"I understand that what happened eight years ago caused you to have a deep estrangement from the Jiang family." Jiang Shan said, "But now you are stuck in the shallows, and the tiger is in the flat sun. Be controlled by others! Don't think about living an ordinary life anymore, from the day you were born, from the day you were branded as the eldest son of the Willebrand family, you are doomed to never be ordinary for the rest of your life."

"Don't fight with the sky, don't fight with people, you want to live your life in a down-to-earth manner, and the result? You let others go, but now they don't let you go!"

Her voice was so loud that it lingered in the bedroom for a long time.

The man on the bed opened his eyes, his thin lips fluttered, and he seemed to be smiling rather than smiling. No matter how he looked at it, there was a chilling coldness, "Who told you to tell me these things?"

For a moment, Jiang Shan was so frightened by his dark, but terrifyingly deep eyes that she almost backed away, but she still met his gaze calmly, "Who is it, don't you know?"

"Eight years ago, when I was escorted by him to sit in the car and watched my mother die unexpectedly, I swore to myself that I would never accept this title in my life."

His faint voice was as hoarse as sandpaper rubbing against it. Jiang Shan couldn't understand the emotions contained in it.

Because she had never seen Jiang Lin copy scriptures and listen to the abbot's lectures in the Buddhist temple in Qimen every May for eight years.

She also couldn't understand the feeling that his heart full of resentment had gradually become as still as still water, and he just wanted to live an ordinary life.

She didn't even know that he had sworn countless times in front of his mother's tombstone that when the Jiang family and the Holy See could not retreat, there might be necessary intersections, but throughout his life, he would never be trapped by the Jiang family and the Holy See. Would not accept the title that had killed his mother.

With calm eyes, Jiang Shan said, "Do you want to avenge Duan You? If so, returning to the Jiang family and accepting the title is your only chance."

Or betray the oath you once made in front of your mother's tombstone.

Or just get stuck here and do nothing.

Really, it's a hard choice.

"I'm going back first." Jiang Shan whispered, "I'll come back tomorrow and tell me your decision."

After she left, the man sat up on the mattress.

A deep and terrifying undercurrent surged in the black eyes.

He got out of the bed and sat on the single sofa in the corner, his eyes were full of her usual appearance sitting here reading a book.

This corner of the bedroom is full of her things, looking back are the books she was still reading before the accident, the man lowered his head, picked up a few books from the fluffy blanket in the corner, but his fingers accidentally hooked A piece of straw rope for binding books.

He wanted to take back his hand, but it was too late. The papers that had been punched and tied with ropes were scattered one after another. The man frowned, tidied them up carefully, and picked them up.

When he saw the writing on it clearly, his stagnant eyes suddenly flashed and thundered, and the earth was turned upside down.

After a long time, the paper slipped from his hands, he bent over and spread his palms, and buried his whole face in them.

……

The next day, Jiang Shan came to the villa to look for him as promised.

The man was already fully dressed, and he was standing in the study. When he saw her, he could only say: "I'll go back with you."

Jiang Shan's heart trembled suddenly. At that moment, she could no longer find the gentleness and elegance in his stern facial features, and his brows and eyes were calm and revealing publicity and sharpness.

The breathtaking coldness broke through every inch of his facial contours.

She couldn't tell what was wrong, but she just felt for no reason that this man seemed to be...

changed.

*

Duan Zipei didn't know what happened in the past two days. He only knew that a group of people with guns guarded the front of the Duan family's old house for 24 hours, but the man who blocked all his exits never appeared.

After thinking about it, he called Mi Lan, who drove over immediately.

Now the whole world knows that Chairman Mi is Mr. Fu's favorite person, and no one dares to presumptuously treat her, especially Mr. Jiang's brother.

The person at the door hesitated for a moment, then let Mi Lan in.

Mi Lan felt strange seeing this posture at first, but when Duan Zipei explained the ins and outs clearly, she trembled for a long while, unable to utter a word.

No one had told her about Zijin's accident, no wonder the visitation application she submitted in the past two days was rejected!

Because the prisoner is no longer in the prison!

She looked at the woman lying on the bed with pale eyebrows and no blood, and tears fell involuntarily.

The woman's face was extremely thin and sickly, the original delicate curvature now only appeared sharp and angular.And those brown eyes were quietly closed like this, as if they would never open again.

She looks very peaceful. I don’t know if she is in pain or uncomfortable. There are all kinds of machines beside her that fill half the room, many tubes are inserted into her body, and there is also a breathing mask covering her mouth and nose. .

Looking at Yoyo's unconscious appearance, Duan Zipei also felt the unbearable pain. He clenched his fists and said in a low voice: "She may have to lie like this for the rest of her life."

Mi Lan fell to her knees on the soft carpet in front of her bed with a plop, holding her hand that was so soft even to the bone and had no strength at all, and cried, "Zi Jin, Zi Jin, wake up."

How long is a lifetime.

She dared not even think about it.

Duan Zipei closed her eyes, suppressing the wetness that was about to come out of her eyes, "She should...can't hear you."

Mi Lan also seemed to be unable to hear him, and kept talking intermittently in Duan Zijin's ear.

In the end, she turned her head, her eyes shot coldly, "Who caused her to be like this? Why did she suddenly give birth prematurely?"

A vein twitched in Duan Zipei's forehead, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll talk about this later. I'll settle the debt with them sooner or later, but before that, I have to find a way to get her out of here. It's too dangerous here. In the past few days, besides Jiang Lin, many people have come to the prison to confirm her death, she can no longer stay in the country, I want to take her back to the United States."

Mi Lan wiped away her tears and stood up, "Is this why you called me here?"

"Yes, I need your help."

"You said."

"Our company is developing very smoothly in China. If I suddenly return to the United States at this time, it will easily make people suspicious. You find some colleagues to pretend to attack the headquarters, make some troubles in the United States, and then transfer me back to take charge of the overall situation in the name of the chairman."

Mi Lan thought about how to proceed with the whole thing, "Okay, give me three days."

"Also, Jiang Lin looks at me so badly now that I can't go out. When you come next time...bring some milk powder."

"Milk powder?" Mi Lan was startled again, and soon, her eyes were clouded with mist, and she looked at the woman who had lost all consciousness on the bed in disbelief, "It's her..."

Duan Zipei finally showed a look of relief, "Yes."

"Okay, okay...ok!" She was a little flustered with excitement, and she didn't know where to put her hands and feet. "Milk powder, diapers, and, what else, clothes? Pants? Crib? Do you want toys?"

Duan Zipei looked at her with a helpless expression, "Did you bring so many things in because you were afraid that others would not know that there was a child hidden here?"

Mi Lan stroked her chest, panting, "No, it's not... I'm a little..."

So happy.

"I can't stay here for a few days, and I can't use anything. After I leave, the things in this house will be handed over to you to deal with the aftermath."

"No problem." Mi Ran said, "In the next two days, I will arrange for someone to prepare the medical equipment in the United States."

Duan Zipei is very relieved of her ability to act, after all, she and him are business partners.

At the beginning, he didn't believe that this seemingly innocuous and indecisive woman could do anything great, but in fact, her learning ability was simply unbelievable.

As long as someone gives her a little bit of guidance, she can bring excellent results that are beyond people's expectations.

"I'll go back first." Mi Lan said, "I'll deliver the things tomorrow."

"Okay, be careful yourself, Fu Yan should have kept a lot of people by your side."

"I have my measure."

*

The day after Mi Lan delivered all the things Duan Zipei needed, Jiang Lin himself appeared in front of the Duan family's old house.

Duan Zipei had expected that he would come again, but he didn't expect that there would be such a gap.

Duan Zipei walked down the stairs step by step, opened the door of the villa, and looked coldly at the same expressionless man opposite, "What are you doing here again?"

"Give me her body."

"For you?" Duan Zipei sneered, "Do you think I'm crazy?"

A few days ago, he just wanted to see her, but now, is he going to take her directly from him?

He looked at the man not far away, wrapped in a suit, and the color of the shirt was also dark, which made the man's handsome face even more indifferent and ruthless. Showing a ruthless and domineering defiance of everything that cannot be violated, the surrounding air froze with his cold eyebrows and eyes.

Perhaps Duan Zipei's illusion, he actually felt that this man seemed to have become a little strange in some places where he couldn't grasp the traces.

It was still the same handsome face as jade, but the temperament was completely subverted. It was as if the once modest and gentle face had been gouged out of flesh and blood with a single knife, and a sharp and sharp arc was cut out, forming the gloomy and gloomy look of today.

Duan Zipei suddenly thought that Jiang Lin was standing here today because he was determined to take away Yoyo's "body" by any means.

Why is he?

"You can continue to stop me." The man's tone was calm, "I won't kill you, but I don't mind you spending the rest of your life in a wheelchair."

As he said that, the people behind him set up guns one after another, aiming at Duan Zipei's leg.

"Jiang Lin, even if I die, I won't let you see her. You have lost her for the rest of your life, and you will never see her again!"

I don't know which word of his provoked the man's nerves.In an instant, Duan Zipei saw an unusually obvious and unnoticeable darkness and hostility on his face.

"I want her." The man said every word, very low and cold, very clear, "You, get out of here."