Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 303 I'm Really Cheap in Your Eyes

Chapter 303 I'm a really cheap joke in your eyes When Jin returned home, the first thing he did was to ask the servant about the child.

When I was not a mother, I couldn't understand this feeling, this feeling of worrying about my child.

Even if she only went out to have dinner with Jiang Lin and someone was taking care of her at home, she still felt that nothing would be as solid as seeing it with her own eyes.

Ah Qing didn't go home that night, and heard that she seemed to be on a business trip somewhere, so she called her before going to bed to ask if she had been made things difficult by Jiang Lin today.

The woman sat in the middle of the big soft bed, like a flower blooming in a deep blue ocean, her dark chestnut hair made her iconic face even more white and attractive.

She held the phone in one hand, and twirled her freshly dried hair with the other hand, and smiled softly: "No, how can he make things difficult for me?"

Jiang Lin is really a man of his word, as long as she doesn't avoid him and agrees to see him, he will obey her wishes in everything else.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and a deep voice came through the radio waves, as if it was close to her eardrum, and seemed to be embedded in her heart word by word, "Will you be soft-hearted?"

Duan Zi hesitated for a moment, then calmly smiled and asked, "Softhearted?"

"He treats you well, but you don't feel the slightest bit?"

Without thinking, she said, "Yes, of course."

As she spoke, she fell on the bed, lying on her side, her long bright hair slightly covering her face, and she looked vague and hazy under the dim and warm light at the head of the bed, "Probably this is the nature of animals living in nature. Being confessed by an excellent opposite sex, there will definitely be vanity and pride. I'm just a woman, and I'm not a monk who gets rid of all emotions and desires, so I'm not allowed to enjoy it?"

The other side sneered, "Look at how promising you are, I'm afraid you will fall into his trap again after enjoying it."

Duan Zijin covered his eyes with his hands, blocking the light from the bedside lamp, and said flatly: "There are traps everywhere around me."

Hearing this, Duan Zipei was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly burst out laughing.

He knew what she was talking about.

In the year of rehabilitation in the United States, although she seldom went out of the house, she occasionally met many men who struck up a conversation when she basked in the sun in the garden or went to the hospital for a physical examination.

Not to mention the various receptions and banquets he attended in order to find Meng Qingping when he came back to Yucheng, there were countless men who came to Duan Zipei to inquire about her after a few laps.If he didn't block them all back, she would have to accept the flowers and be soft.

Having said that, Duan Zipei still found it funny when she said it from her own mouth, "Are you happy when they chase you?"

"Happy." The woman smiled softly, "Handsome and handsome son, handsome, rich and temperament... This is not a treatment that any woman can enjoy."

"Jiang Lin is no different from them?"

This time, the woman paused for a moment, her voice still smiling, "Yes."

Duan Zipei's heart tightened for no reason, and he asked, "What's the difference?"

"Better handsome than them, richer than them, and more temperamental than them." The woman finished counting with her fingers indifferently, and then said, "Better than them who are willing to spend their heart and soul."

Duan Zipei's face became more gloomy the more he listened, and his tone became tense unconsciously, "Well, it sounds like they are all good points."

"Oh, there are also shortcomings." Duan Zijin said lazily, "He is more difficult than all those people combined, very annoying."

Listening to her words, Duan Zipei suddenly didn't know what to say.

Now Yoyo's evaluation of that man is superficial to the point of only talking about his appearance and wealth, and she is even willing to compare him with others.

It was as if...Jiang Lin and those people were classified as one in her heart, and they were all just her suitors, but he just happened to be better than others.

And her idle and casual tone—as if meeting a stranger on the street, casually discussing with him a few words about the person's appearance and taste, and then turning around and forgetting about it.

Probably because she no longer has deep and deep feelings for that man in her heart, so she can evaluate him objectively and fairly from the perspective of an outsider.

Not stingy with praise, but also with criticism.

However, there is no more emotion.

Duan Zipei didn't feel very happy when he got his reassuring answer.

It's been ten years. Youyou has been stuck in this pit for ten years. Now that he has finally climbed out, his heart is even heavier. "I have met so many excellent men, and I have the conditions to catch my eyes. What about you? There are good ones." ?"

The corners of Duan Zijin's mouth curved slightly, his tone was still soft and lazy, "I'm so expecting me to get married, am I causing you more trouble?"

It means no more.

Duan Zipei ignored her teasing, and directly understood the deepest meaning of her words.

A few traces of very intertwined irritability welled up inexplicably in my heart.

He suppressed that unknown emotion, but when he heard the woman yawn, he complained dissatisfiedly: "What time are you still awake?"

Duan Zipei said in a deep voice, "Well, you sleep, I will finish processing the documents at hand, right away."

She said "Oh" and asked again: "Is the company's crisis serious?"

Speaking of this, Duan Zipei sneered, what crisis?It's just a big deal, all you need is someone to come forward and sign it!The problem is that Mi Lan is not around, so he can only handle it on his behalf.

Jiang Lin's intention to do this was really Sima Zhao's heart, it was so obvious that he didn't even bother to cover it up.

Duan Zipei's rebellion seemed to be aroused by this wanton and playful attitude that didn't take him seriously at all, and he gritted his teeth in anger just thinking about it.

However, no matter in terms of strength or means, he lost a lot to that man.

Duan Zijin yawned again, not knowing how sleepy he was.He then said, "Go to sleep, good night."

There was no sound at the other end, the man had no choice but to hang up the phone.

*

The next day, as expected, when Duan Zijin got up and washed up, he was informed by the helper aunt that the neighbor next door came to return the eggs.

She put on a dress and stood on the stairs on the second floor, looking at the quiet and handsome man sitting at the dining table with a fake smile, with cold mockery in the corners of her eyes and brows, "Borrow the egg, return the egg... Mr. Jiang, you Can you be a little distracted with your excuse?"

The man looked at her, and his eyes followed her footsteps from the time she walked out of the bedroom, fixed on her body every inch, and there was no obvious emotion in his dark eyes, "How can you be distracted?"

Duan Zijin walked to the dining table expressionlessly, glanced at the two eggs on the table, "You can go directly to my nanny aunt for these matters. Is it necessary for me to come down for the two eggs every day? I am in In your eyes, it's really cheap..."

Hearing what she said, the man's complexion became ugly, and he said stiffly, "Yuyou, I didn't think so."

Duan Zijin sat down, picked up the warmed milk without paying attention, and ignored him.

She really thinks it's a waste of time to say a word to him now.

The man looked at her plain eyebrows, and the emotions that had been churning all night in his heart finally settled down. He walked to her side, leaned over and hugged her, and buried his head on her shoulder, "I just want to see you, and I have been thinking about it all night."

The originally light and cold fragrance on his body was covered by an extremely pungent smell of smoke. When it rushed down, Duan Zijin frowned subconsciously.

She silently clenched the cup in her hand, and said coldly, "Let go."

After she finished speaking, for a second, the man suddenly tightened his arms.

But soon, he followed her wishes and let her go slowly.

Without even thinking about it, Duan Zijin poured a glass of milk on him.

With a sound of "wow", the well-tailored suit was dyed black and white with milk, and the corners of the clothes were dripping with milk, which splashed on his hands. His knuckle hands flinched. He didn't move at all, just looked at her without blinking for a moment, with a look of indifference, neither angry nor annoyed, as if unconscious.

If it weren't for the dark haze gradually gathering in his eyes, Duan Zijin would really think that this man doesn't care about anything.

He looked extremely embarrassed, but his expression was extremely indifferent, as if this embarrassment did not belong to him at all, and had nothing to do with him.

Only then did Duan Zijin see clearly that his dark and jade-like eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and there was also a touch of blue gray under the eye sockets.

For some reason, he remembered the choking smell of cigarettes on his body.

He smoked all night and didn't sleep?

"Finished venting?" the man asked hoarsely.

Duan Zijin put the cup back on the table and ignored him.

The man took out a few tissues by himself, and wiped the milk off his body in an orderly manner, with a three-point coldness and indifference in his movements, and the rest was all calm.

He whispered: "I brought you something, see if you like it, huh?"

After he finished speaking, Duan Zijin noticed that there were several exquisitely packed boxes on the coffee table.

She didn't look carefully at what logo was printed on it. She glanced at it and then looked away without moving her eyes. Only two syllables came out from her crimson lips: "Take it."

The man's eyes were cold and gloomy, too dark to see the light, "Open it and have a look."

"I don't take things from men."

He tightened his fists, his voice was hoarse, but his tone was comforting, "I bought it for my daughter."

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