Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 296 You are standing in front of me, you make me forget you?Of course, whether the husband knows it or not, he can't be so stupid as to go up and find out at this time.

He had no choice but to go forward and politely said to Meng Qingping: "Mr. Meng, I'll see you off."

Before leaving, Meng Qingping said to Duan Zijin, "Thank you, Miss Duan."

Duan Zijin understood why he thanked him, and smiled politely, "Being entrusted by others is a matter of loyalty. When you make a decision, come to me again at any time."

"Okay, please trouble Miss Duan."

After Meng Qingping and Yu Song left, only Jiang Lin and Duan Zijin were left in the living room.

The smile on the woman's face also faded the moment Meng Qingping turned around.

Jiang Lin seemed to know that she was about to speak to drive him away, so he opened his voice in a low voice: "You have been in the past two years..."

"It's been a good time." Duan Zijin took the words with a smile, "Can reminiscing about the past change the day?"

Jiang Lin closed his mouth, pursing his thin lips into a straight line, as if trying to hold back something.

How could he not know her resistance to him?

I just wanted to talk to her a few more words.

No matter whether she was mocking him, scolding him, or even raised her hand to slap him, he still wanted to just stand there and look at her.

Just looking at her like this, I feel that the desolate and lonely place in my chest, where no grass grows, is slowly blooming in spring.

"Then you go to sleep." The man's black eyes grabbed her face, and he didn't know if it was because his voice was low, so it sounded like he was lowering his posture, "I'll come back tomorrow."

Duan Zijin looked at him with a frown, and couldn't think of any way to reject him for a moment.

He didn't say what he was coming for - just walking around her door and leaving could be called "coming again", and she couldn't use "I won't be home tomorrow" or "You disturbed me" as an excuse to make him not come again.

Duan Zijin is almost sure that he will say: You do your own thing, I won't quarrel with you.

But she felt that this was very wrong, as if this man didn't face up to the fact that they were divorced from the bottom of his heart.

His every move naturally carried the meaning that she was still his woman, so he appeared beside her in the posture of her man.

Jiang Lin looked at the woman in front of him, and saw a troubled and tired expression gradually appearing on her face, and his heart tightened slightly, "What's wrong, Yoyo?"

"It's nothing." She said, "You go, I'm going to sleep."

"I'll take you up."

Duan Zijin looked at him indifferently, and the irritability in his heart became more and more intense, "I'm not blind or crippled, this is my home, do you think I can't even walk from the living room to the bedroom?"

"No." Jiang Lin lowered his eyes, his black eyes remained still, and said in a low voice, "Don't be angry."

He said, paused, his eyes fell on the door of her bedroom, "I just want to go up and see the child."

Speaking of children, Duan Zijin's heart suddenly tightened. She clenched her slender fingers, and a mocking smile appeared between her delicate eyebrows and eyes again. "Do you think my home is a zoo? My child, who Whoever wants to see can see it? The zoo also has business hours, you came to my house in the middle of the night and said you want to see her, should I open the door openly and let you in?"

The man was startled.

For a moment, a smile suddenly appeared on the handsome face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, but the whole outline was chilled by the sharp smile, "Don't let me see, let him see, huh?"

He stretched out his hand, stroked Duan Zijin's hair, and finally stopped on her cheek, with a soft and tender tone, "It's not like you don't know that this man surnamed Meng is not enough for me to play with with one finger."

Duan Zijin was stunned for a moment, looked up at him, and suddenly felt that the person in front of her was a little strange to her.

He used to have a calm and calm personality, he didn't talk much, and he was indifferent, but people could always feel that he was a gentleman, innocent and upright.Although in the cruel competition in the mall, he will use high-level methods and decisive actions, but he will never put people to death for no reason.

Today, he still has that dignified and calm demeanor and a gentle voice like jade, but his whole person is more sinister and gloomy than before, and he seems to have become unscrupulous.

The former Jiang Lin would not have said that sentence just now.

Duan Zijin really wanted to take it as the cruel words he said when he threatened her, but the vague cruelty in his eyes between Shen Yu and Meifeng made her inexplicably believe that as long as he was unhappy, Meng Qingping's life and death would be He really doesn't care.

In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that he was Hong Zao's biological father, Duan Zijin wouldn't have cared much.

They are all hardened by reality a little bit.But Jiang Lin's change, she felt especially clearly.

Even if he put away his edges and edges in front of her, she could feel the sternness rushing towards her face.

What about the people around him?The past two years must have been difficult.

But, who is better than whom?

Duan Zijin no longer had the heart to sympathize with others, but she still said: "Don't attack Meng Qingping."

The man's brows are stern, his facial features are indifferent and without warmth, "reason."

Duan Zijin glanced at him, lazily said to the servant beside him, "Seeing off the guests."

Jiang Lin withdrew his hand from her face, resisting the urge to hold her in his arms and kiss her, and said with a low smile, "There's no reason, you should show some sincerity."

Duan Zijin also smiled, her fingers wrapped around the long curly hair, Bai Xi's skin and chestnut hair formed a particularly bright contrast, reflected in the man's eyes, inexplicably enchanting and alluring.

"What kind of sincerity do you want? Do you want me to pay for his safety?"

"I'm not short of money."

"I think so." Duan Zijin still smiled without any surprise, "Could it be that you want me to sleep with you?"

The man's pupils were black and impenetrable, so he completely locked her delicate and charming face in his eyes, his sexy Adam's apple moved, and his voice was hoarse, "Are you willing to sleep with me for him?"

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Duan Zijin put away his smile, "If I really sleep with you because of him, I'm afraid he will be lying in the hospital with his hapless wife tomorrow morning, Mr. Jiang?"

"Well, you're not stupid." The man's eyes slowly glowed with a color that she couldn't see or understand, and it was extremely deep, "As you said, we are divorced, and the relationship is not even a joke. Yes. Why do you still ask me, and why do I have to say yes?"

He didn't deny it, even acquiesced, and Duan Zijin still didn't feel any joy because of it, probably because the second half of his sentence was too unfavorable to her.

She smiled casually, "Don't do anything to Meng Qingping, it's just my suggestion. This is not a request I make to you, and you don't have to agree. Do it if you want to, and send him to eat if he is unhappy. Years in prison, anyway, a place like a prison... is more cruel than you directly beating him to death."

Jiang Lin didn't speak anymore.

He just looked at her quietly.

The eyebrows and eyes, like cold mountains and still waters, slowly brewed some deep charm, like depressing distress, "You are in prison... have a bad time?"

"Forgot." The man said every word carefully and carefully, but she responded lightly, "A person's life is so long, who can always live in the memory? Remember it when you are happy, and forget it if you are not happy. .”

Remember it if you are happy, forget it if you are not happy.

If she hadn't mentioned that her marriage had been ruined on the cruise ship, if it hadn't been for the twitching of her eyelashes that she didn't notice when she said the word prison just now, Jiang Lin almost really thought that she didn't care about anything.

In the next second, she was surrounded by the man in his arms, and his hoarse voice penetrated her eardrums, "Yuyou, what about me?"

Duan Zijin didn't struggle, she wasn't as strong as this man, even if she struggled, it was all in vain.

"What about me?" The man said in a low voice, "I made you so unhappy, are you going to forget me forever, huh?"

He was no longer in her life, and he was going to watch her marry and have children, or like tonight—bring another man home.

Even though he knew that there was nothing between her and that man, he still felt the dark hostility in his heart burst out uncontrollably.

Especially the man who claimed to be her daughter's father.

This alone offended him severely.

"Jiang Lin." The woman raised her eyes lazily, looking at his handsome and clean face, "Aren't you tired of living with thinking about the past every day and night? Anyway, it's impossible for us, why don't you give yourself a chance? Start over and find someone who loves you—oh, what about that Miss Yao? Why isn’t she by your side? You and her are a perfect match, I wish you a happy life together.”

The man looked at her indifferently, his brows were calm and gentle, his tone of voice was extremely light, and his heart tightened suddenly.

Thinking about the past every day and night, aren't you tired?

This question has been asked countless times by not only the people around him, his psychiatrist, but also himself.

But what about the result?

Tired, very tired.

But compared to forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes, he would rather be tired all his life like this.

It would be fine if she died, at least he would have nowhere to pester her.

However, the man rubbed her face with his fingertips, his eyes were extremely deep and quiet, and his voice was self-deprecating, "Yuyou, you are standing in front of me, you made me forget you, you made me forget you?"