Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 302 Other than that, I don't have any expectations from you "I've said it many times, Yoyo." The man said, "Only this is impossible. Other than that, I'll give you whatever you want .”

"I'm sorry, Jiang Lin." Duan Zijin was as calm as him, "What you can give me, what I need is freedom. Other than that, I don't have any expectations from you."

The man's palm suddenly clenched the handle of the teapot, and there were faint cracks on the tile, but his voice was still calm: "I'll go and see if the dishes are ready, wait for me here."

After speaking, he let go of his hand, stood up and went out the door.

Duan Zijin closed his eyes.

After closing the door, in the silent corridor, the man leaned against the door motionless, her relentless words filled his ears, mind, and everywhere——

All you can give me, all I need, is freedom.Other than that, I don't expect anything from you.

He laughed softly, and the twisted pain in his heart instantly expanded to the maximum, stretching every inch of the inner wall of his heart, and the gloomy thoughts almost overwhelmed his reason.

The man stretched out his hand and slammed his fist hard on the wall, bleeding between his fingers, but he didn't even look at it, his chest heaved violently a few times, and his black and white eyes were soon filled with scarlet blood.

He took out the medicine bottle from his suit pocket, casually poured a few pills into his hand, chewed and swallowed dryly.

After a few minutes, feeling that his emotions had finally settled down, he went to the bathroom to wash his bloodied hands, and then returned to the private room.

When he came back, the table was already full of dishes, but the woman was lying on the edge of the table, her long curly hair was hanging down wantonly, Bai Xi's cheeks had some hazy beauty, but her whole body was lifeless, as if she had lost consciousness.

He was suffocated in his heart, as if he was crushed severely by someone, he quickly walked up to help her shoulders, his tone changed, "Yuyou?"

The woman was roughly turned around by him, frowning in pain, and looked at him with brown eyes.

He looked at her bright eyes and bright teeth, and the panic in his eyes gradually subsided, and the feeling of being unable to breathe due to being strangled in the trachea also subsided, but his voice was still stiff, "Why are you lying on the table, uncomfortable?"

"No." She said, "I'm just a little sleepy and want to go home and sleep."

After Duan Zijin answered, he realized something was wrong, "What's wrong with you?"

The man closed his eyes and didn't answer.

If it weren't for the fact that his hands were too strong on her shoulders, Duan Zijin really wouldn't be able to find any clues from his handsome face that showed neither expression nor emotion.

But he let go of his hand in the next second, and his tone was as gentle as he could not relieve the huge tension, "Eat."

For a meal, both of them ate a little absent-mindedly.

Duan Zijin thought that he would find some topics to talk to her endlessly, just like borrowing eggs in the morning, but whenever she looked over, she could only see the indifference and gloom in the man's handsome eyebrows and eyes like distant mountains , and nothing else.

Jiang Lin's hands were still trembling imperceptibly until he finished eating.

He has had this dream too many times.

In the dream, she came back, talked to him, ate with him, and went shopping.

Then leave him in various forms, even, die in front of him.

It almost became a shadow in his heart.

Because in the past two years, there hasn't been a single day when he hasn't reminded himself - her death was caused by you.

In this way, I got her in my dream and lost her.

Reincarnation every day and night, self-torture every day and night.

He still didn't want to forget until he had a mental problem.

Jiang Lin knew that he was sick, very sick. Mu Nianci had already increased the frequency of psychological counseling for him from once every half a month to once a week. His bedside, office, and everything within reach were filled with fluoxetine.Drugs to fight mental illness can easily lead to dependence. He knows it is not good, but he can't stop.

She was sitting next to him, eating quietly.

The man's hands resting on his knees couldn't help clenching tightly again.

She wants to leave him.

Sometimes, he also wanted to let her go.

But this kind of thought often lasts for less than a second, and can be overwhelmed by overwhelming depression and mania.

Jiang Lin felt that he might have walked into a dead end, and he couldn't turn back, so he could only use his hands, his own flesh and blood, to keep digging away the dirt and rubble in front of him, and walk forward with bruises all over his body.

*

After eating and sending her home, he drove away quickly.

Duan Zijin looked at the back of the black car disappearing into the night inexplicably.

Just as she was about to turn her head and enter the house, she found a car parked on the other side of the door, with the windows down, and the man stared straight at her with a pair of desolate and serene phoenix eyes.

Duan Zijin was stunned for a moment, and soon a generous smile appeared on his face, "Master Fu, long time no see."

Fu Yan ignored her, closed the car window, and the car quickly followed the direction Jiang Lin left.

Duan Zijin was even more inexplicable.

He was guarding her door at night, not waiting for her, could it be that he was waiting for Jiang Lin?

But why should he drive out in person and wait here?

And if he had something to say to Jiang Lin, why didn't Fu Yan get out of the car and talk to him when Jiang Lin parked the car in front of her house just now?

His appearance didn't seem to be to talk to Jiang Lin... More like he was simply following him to ensure his safety or where he was.

Duan Zijin frowned, the servant in the room opened the door and saw her, hurriedly said: "Madam, you are back! Why don't you come in?"

She looked in the direction where the woman was staring and contemplating. There was no one on the street, and she couldn't help asking doubtfully, "What's the matter, ma'am?"

Duan Zijin came back to his senses, smiled slightly, "It's okay, let's go in."

*

It was after one o'clock in the night when Mu Nianci was called to Jiang's house.

When she arrived, Fu Yan, Shang Boyang and Shao Yucheng were already waiting in the living room. Except for Fu Yan who called him to come, he was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette, the other two men were standing.

Shang Boyang's breath was stern and harsh, and his black eyes were like dark clouds, oppressing one's breath.

But compared to Shao Yucheng, he was slightly better, at least standing still.As for Shao Yucheng, he was walking up and down the living room in a hurry.

Seeing Mu Nianci push the door open, Shao Yucheng hurried up to meet him, "You've come, go up and see him."

"What's going on?" Mu Nianci said, "Didn't it get better during this period? Why did it suddenly become like this? What stimulated him?"

Fu Yan also extinguished the smoke, and the light and shadow in the phoenix eyes intertwined.

He only said a word, and everyone around him was shocked.

"Duan You is back."

Shang Boyang and Shao Yucheng looked at each other, and they both found the same inconceivable in each other's eyes.

Shao Yucheng murmured for a long time: "Didn't she die in childbirth two years ago?"

"No one knows what happened two years ago." Shang Boyang said coldly, "After all, none of us have seen her dead body with our own eyes."

"You mean the hospital's death certificate was falsified?" Shao Yucheng thought for a while, and felt even more strange, "But who has the ability to do such a thing under the hands of big brother?"

Fu Yan stood up and answered calmly, but his voice implied a bit of gloom, "We were all negligent in the eventful autumn two years ago."

At that time, Shao Yucheng was busy helping Jiang Lin to quell the chaos in the research institute, Bo Yang was focused on stabilizing the company's market, and Fu Yan's company was being attacked from both sides by the Bai family and ultramarine, and they didn't pay much attention to verification Did Duan You really die?

Jiang Lin himself was even more confused when he heard the news of her death, and he couldn't even force himself to calm down.

Who would have thought at that juncture that Duan Zipei would take her away with such a means of putting her to death and reviving her?

Shao Yucheng's expression changed, "Fu San, didn't you let Duan Qing go away back then? Didn't you know Duan You was still alive?"

He found someone to follow Mi Lan all day long, Duan Zipei even chased her to the airport the night she left, how could he not know?

Speaking of this matter, Fu Yan couldn't help clenching his hands, and a rare irritability appeared on his indifferent face.

Shang Boyang sneered and said to Shao Yucheng: "Okay, what's the use of talking about it now. It's not like you don't know that when Fu Yan encounters something related to the woman surnamed Mi, his mind is short of strings. When I came down, Jiangshan would hand over to others without saying a word, if he can develop some brains in front of that woman, I will really admire him."

After finishing speaking, he coldly glanced at the astonished Mu Nianci, "Still standing here?"

Mu Nianci came back to his senses, "I'll go up now."

"Wait." Fu Yan suddenly stopped her.

Mu Nianci stopped and turned around.

But seeing that cold and caring man staring at her with squinted eyes, his tone was far less decisive than usual, "Duan You is back, is it good or bad for his condition?"

Mu Nianci pursed his lower lip, and replied objectively and cautiously: "It's hard to say. Although his illness was caused by his wife's death, no one can guarantee that Duan Youren will come back. You can get better and even recover, otherwise you wouldn’t have called me over so late.”