Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 306 I let you go Duanzi paused, turned his head to look at him with a fair face, and smiled contemptuously, "Just after delivering the things, did you start to push yourself?"

There was something she couldn't see clearly hidden in the man's black eyes, but his tone was so indifferent, "Yuyou, if I really want to make progress, it will be far from the current standard, huh?"

The smile on the corner of Duan Zijin's mouth faded a little, and he was slightly careless, but in the evening wind of April, it seemed cold on the skin, "So, I still want to thank Mr. Jiang for his mercy?"

Jiang Lin looked at her, his eyes were as deep as the sea, he raised his hand to brush her long hair that was blown by the wind, and asked in a low voice, "You don't want to go?"

She lazily replied: "No."

The man's hand froze imperceptibly, and he retracted it after a while, and raised a seemingly unrelated topic, "Did Meng Qingping contact you recently?"

Speaking of this, Duan Zijin frowned slightly.

He lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the shoes on her feet, and continued to calmly say: "Yesterday, someone blocked the door of the ward and was pushed by the bodyguard and nearly sprained her feet. Why are you still wearing high heels today?"

Seemingly simple concern, Duan Zijin caught another important point from his words, his face changed slightly, "Are you spying on me?"

He was talking about her going to the hospital to see Mrs. Meng yesterday afternoon.

She took the gift to the hospital, but the other party didn't even let her in.

The man's voice was slightly hoarse, "I don't trust you."

Facts have proved that he was right to be worried.

Duan Zijin vaguely thought of something bad, and his face became more and more ugly, "What did you do to Mrs. Meng?"

"I didn't touch her." The man leaned against the car, the outline of his handsome face looked very indifferent.

"So you moved her bodyguard?"

"They attacked you." After the man finished speaking, seeing the unbearable annoyance gradually appearing between the woman's beautiful eyebrows and eyes, he couldn't help lowering his voice, suppressing the cold anger in his heart, and said stiffly, "It's just a few members of the Meng family. It's just a running dog, not worth much. For this matter, you want to lose your temper with me?"

Duan Zijin closed his eyes and finally laughed.

When he opened his eyes again, the brown pupils were caught in a ray of light falling from the street lamp, which was so sharp for a moment that people were shocked, "If you touch her people, she will only blame me. Originally, I It is not easy to persuade her to accept red dates, but this is good, I don't even need to say, as long as it is the child I brought, she will definitely not adopt it. Is this your purpose?"

Because she likes it, so you want to keep the jujube by her side?

The man's handsome and indifferent eyebrows suddenly frowned. It is rare to see such an obvious displeasure on his face. He said coldly: "You raise children for them, they are not qualified to take Joe with you."

Who gave them the courage to even those who were reluctant to touch him?

Duan Zijin squeezed her sore brows, no wonder Meng Qingping hasn't looked for her once in the past two days.

It stands to reason that even if Mrs. Meng can't be persuaded, as a father himself, he can always spare time to look at the red dates secretly.

I'm afraid Mrs. Meng detained him and forbade him to see anyone related to Zhang Yuxin again.

Duan Zijin suddenly didn't know whether he should wait, or simply take the red dates back to the United States.

Perhaps, she should have a final talk with Meng Qingping.

"Want to see him?" The man's voice was low and magnetic, and there was no ups and downs, but the tension in it was inexplicably felt, "I will send someone to you tomorrow."

It's not that Duan Zijin is so kind, but his tone of ignoring others really aroused the disgust in her heart, "You only use this method to threaten others?"

It's the same for her, and it's also for Meng Qingping.

As long as it is what he wants, he can reach out and grab it.

He thought that when he heard her words, a man should react more or less, but he just smiled slightly, taking the traces of glamor in her brown pupils into his eyes, and then said gently: "Meng Qingping is on the invitation list for next week's auction." , If you don’t want me to do it, you can go see him yourself.”

Hearing this, Duan Zijin finally understood his purpose of going around this circle.

What high heels, what was pushed, what brought Meng Qingping in front of her, all these were not to help her keep the red dates, but to lure her step by step to agree to accompany him to the auction!

He subtly instilled in her his viciousness and viciousness between the lines, just because she expected that she would not be able to stand his tough methods.

All her emotions and reactions were within the man's plan, such deep thoughts made Duan Zijin's heart feel as if it had fallen into an icehouse.

In the past ten years, she had never felt that Jiang Lin was actually so scary.

He still had the same tepid appearance, with slender eyebrows, deep eyes, sexy and sharp nose bridge, and thin lips with a negligible curvature.

That strategizing gesture made people suddenly feel a deep sense of fear and powerlessness in front of him.

Duan Zijin clenched his fists and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Okay, I'll go see him."

Although she was calculated, she was not in a cheerful mood, but Duan Zijin was not a fool. After weighing the pros and cons, she understood that this was the only way she could go.

If you don't deal with the problem according to the best plan he gave, then the next loss will definitely be greater than her upset mood.

"Think I forced you?" The man sharply picked out the knot in her heart, but his tone was calm.

"Don't you?" Duan Zijin remained expressionless, "How do you know that I made this decision voluntarily?"

The man reached out and touched her face, with rare tenderness in his eyes, tender to the point of cruelty, "In a person's life, not many decisions are voluntary. You think I force you, so am I free?"

His quiet and powerful words seemed to carry endless overtones, and Duan Zijin seemed to understand but half understood, and there was always a vague illusion that he seemed to be explaining something.

But before she figured out why, he withdrew his hand and continued: "Even if you stand on a high place, there are always times when you are insincere and involuntary. The important thing is whether the result is beneficial to you, not the process Was it coerced."

Duan Zijin couldn't think of anything to refute his words for a while, and frowned, with a mocking smile on his lips, "So, I should thank Mr. Jiang for his good intentions."

She paused, her smile deepened, and she felt cold every inch, "While doing sinister and immoral things, you can still make others be grateful to you. I really have to admire Mr. Jiang's thunderous ability. But I am really Curious, how thick-skinned Mr. Jiang must be to accept the other party's thanks without changing his face? Don't you feel uneasy? "

Her sarcastic words were like a sharp knife cutting through the man's nerves, and the words "uneasy conscience" echoed in his ears repeatedly.

He just has a bad conscience.

It was just too disturbing.

That's why they do everything they can to compensate.

But he gave her, as if she didn't like it.

The only thing she needs is for him to disappear from her world, so that he won't bother him anymore.

Uncontrollable emotions surged in the man's heart, and his black eyes were so dark that a ray of light could not penetrate.

After a long time, he woke up from the eternal stiffness, his taut handsome face was cracked, and his voice was hoarse, "Do you really hate me so much?"

Duan Zi smiled, "Could it be that you use your power to force me to suppress me every day, and use your mind to calculate me, so I should still like you?"

These words made the man's eyes glow with a hint of hope.

What she hates is only that he uses his power to force her to suppress her, and uses his mind to calculate her, not him.

"I don't want to do this either." The man whispered, his voice hoarse as if he was seriously injured, "But if I don't, maybe I won't have a chance to say a word to you for a month. Yoyo, I can't stand it."

Duan Zi smiled slightly, "I can't see when Mr. Jiang became so infatuated. As expected, what you can't get and what you have already lost are the best."

"It has always been." His voice hit her heart rather than her eardrum, "You know, I have always been to you."

Duan Zijin closed his eyes helplessly, and pleaded in his tone, "Love is a matter of mutual consent. Jiang Lin, it's been ten years, and I'm tired even if you're not tired. Ten years ago, I misunderstood I killed someone and made the wrong choice, so I will taste the bitter fruit of these ten years. I don't ask you to make me up, and you don't need to feel that you owe me anything...I just ask you for one thing, let me go."

Let go.

These two words made the man's dark pupils suddenly constrict.

He even heard the sound of his heart pounding heavily.

It turned out that she had reached the point where she thought his affection was torture.

It turned out that it was he who she hated.

Jiang Lin's hand suddenly clasped the door handle, and after a long time, he slowly released it.

Then he walked forward slowly, step by step, the sound of the soles of his shoes on the road was very clear.

It wasn't until the light in front of him was blocked by the man's huge figure that Duan Zijin realized that he was wrapped in his arms.

The movements were so ruthless and powerful, as if they wanted to embed her deeply into his body.

She started to struggle in a daze, "Jiang Lin! Let go!"

But the man tightened his arms, preventing her from moving, then pressed his face down in the darkness, and kissed her lips.

Duan Zijin's nails dug into her palm in an instant, her eyes widened, and she wanted to speak, but before she could utter a word, the man's tongue was drawn into her mouth.

She was almost suffocated by his aggressive kiss, and she even had to rely on the air coming in from his mouth to breathe.

The muscles in his whole body were as stiff as a stone, but he kept kissing, kissing hard, as if he could press back all the heartless words she just said.

There was no beauty in this kiss, it was as fierce as a war, with a life-and-death posture, and the tip of the tongue even reached her throat, making her extremely uncomfortable.

Just when Duan Zijin was so annoyed that she was about to bite him with her teeth and fight to the death, he panted and let her go.

The night was very dark, but she clearly saw the thick pain and despair in his equally deep eyes.

This is very strange, what is brought out by a kiss is not lust, but pain and despair.

Duan Zijin was stunned by the look in his eyes, as if he had been hit on the head with a blow, his mind went blank.

The man touched the red and swollen lips on her face with his hand, and slowly looked at her whole body from her face, remembering her every expression and appearance.

Then he closed his eyes, let go of his hands, and smiled slowly, "I'll let you go."

Duan Zijin still couldn't recover and just stared at him blankly.

The man said: "Meng Qingping didn't come to see you for two days, not because I moved his bodyguard to make his wife hate him, but because his old lady heard that someone from Los Angeles came to look for him. Completely cut off contact and no longer contact. The surnamed Meng is usually the most filial to the old lady of his family. Now the old lady is not very comfortable and can't listen to anything. He plans to put the bracelet that the old lady has always liked at the auction next week. Take it back and it will be easier to bring it up with her."

Duan Zijin was startled when he heard the words, his eyes were suspicious.

The man's thin lips raised an arc, "Don't believe me?"

She decided that he was playing tricks behind his back to keep Meng Qingping from coming to see her, forcing her to accompany him to the auction?

I hate him so much that I hate it.

In her eyes, he is really sinister and vicious.

The man's laughter was full of self-mockery, and he put it in his pocket with one hand, and his voice melted into Night Breeze, "If you don't believe me, you can go to the auction and ask him yourself. Anyway, what other people say is better than me, who is full of evil and can only play tricks." The words of a scheming, bullying man are much more believable, aren't they?"

Duan Zijin clenched her fists, her eyelids drooped slightly, and her long eyelashes covered the expression in her eyes.

For a long time, she just pursed her lips and said nothing.

The man raised his hand and wiped her lips lightly, "It's broken, go and apply the medicine. I'll leave when you go in."

In sight, the woman turned around with downcast eyes, stepped across the path between the gate of Duan's house and the gate of the villa, her slender figure gradually drifted away.

So reluctant to even look at him one last time?

The man let out a low laugh, his chest throbbing with pain.

I don't know how long he stood there. When Duan Zijin walked upstairs, slowly returned to the bedroom, and opened the curtains slightly to look down, there was no sign of him in the car.

She stared blankly for a few seconds, then sealed the gap in the curtains expressionlessly.

Both children were asleep, and the bedroom was unnervingly quiet.She walked into the bathroom, looked at the bright and charming face of the woman reflected in the mirror, and locked her eyes on the reddened wound on the corner of her lip.

He was really angry at that time.

Bite so mercilessly.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Duan Zijin turned off the light and buried his head in the soft bed.

A night without dreams.

*

The next day, she still got up very early.

Jiang Lin didn't find all kinds of lame excuses to come to her.

Probably what she said last night had an effect.

On the fifth day, Yu Song sent her an invitation to the auction and told her, "Mister said you might use it."

The woman took the well-decorated invitation, put it on the table after looking at it twice, smiled gently and decently, "Thank you."

Yu Song's lips moved, as if he was about to speak, but he stopped talking.

Duan Zijin took his hesitation into his eyes and smiled, "Just say what you want."

With her permission, Yu Song sighed and said, "Miss Duan, Mr. has a deep affection for you."

"I know." Of course she knew that Jiang Lin had a deep affection for her.

"It's just that sometimes my husband's way of doing things is a bit extreme, which may make you feel uncomfortable." Yu Song's eyes were covered with a layer of deep worry, "but this is not the original intention of my husband."

Duan Zijin still looked at him with a smile, as if he thought his words were very interesting, the corners of his mouth curved deeper, "It wasn't his intention, you mean his intention was to make me feel comfortable, but when he did those things Possessed by a ghost, I can't control my body and mind, so everything I do makes me uncomfortable?"

After hearing her ridicule, Yu Song's face froze, and it took a long time before he said: "I don't obey...it may not be because of being possessed by a ghost."

Duan Zijin heard something in his words, and his smile was restrained, "What is that?"

Yu Song was silent.

In this matter, as an assistant hired by his husband, if he talks too much, it will lead to bad consequences, and he will not be able to explain it to both sides.

So he shook his head and said to Duan Zijin, "There is one more thing I need to tell you."

"You said."

"This auction is a public welfare charity event. In addition to the auction items provided by the organizers of the conference, guests participating in the conference also need to donate an auction item. If someone is fancy and auctioned, the money will be sent directly to charity mechanism."

After listening to Duan Zijin, he thought for a while and said, "I see."

The people participating in the auction are all big shots who are either rich or expensive. It is not difficult to come up with an auction item that can be on the stage, and it is just a gimmick.

Yu Song glanced at her cautiously, "Will you attend?"

The woman's brows and eyes are warm and calm, completely different from the bright and bright ones I saw a few days ago. It seems to be calm and peaceful with a restrained edge, like a gurgling mountain stream with deep still water.

He knew his wife was a beauty three years ago.

But Yu Song had never seen her so beautiful.

Maybe it's because her temperament has changed too much.

The maturity and charm precipitated from experience are incomparable to other young and beautiful girls.

Even, few women of her age can reach her state of mind.

Duan Zijin bent his brown eyes, and smiled half-smile, "Did he ask you to ask me?"

Yu Song pursed his lower lip. Although he didn't speak, the answer was obvious.

Nobody but that man would care if she was present or not.

Duan Zijin pushed the hair that fell to the front of her shoulders behind her back, and her voice followed her movements faintly: "Go, why don't you go?"

She has no idea what the Meng family thinks now.

If this is the only way to see Meng Qingping, then even if she is in a sea of ​​swords, she can only bite the bullet.

After opening up the conversation with Jiang Lin, she really didn't want to stay in Yucheng for a second.

If Meng Qingping really can't overcome the obstacles at home to raise Red Date, then she can take her back to the United States.

Yu Song nodded, "Then I'll ask Mr. to send your auction item to the organizer."

"No need." The woman smiled casually, with a slight laziness on the corners of her eyes and brows, "I am not related to your husband, and even the invitations are shared, so there is no need for him to prepare mine for me." one serving."

Yu Song choked, "Then what do you mean?"

"Wait." She called the servant as she spoke, and then ordered, "Take out the black box from my bedside table."

The servant went as promised, and returned to the living room holding a velvet box after a while.

When Yu Song saw the box, he felt familiar, Duan Zijin didn't open it, didn't say what it was, just raised his beautiful jaw in Yu Song's direction, and said to the servant: "Give the things to Assistant Yu. "

The servant offered it with both hands, and Yu Song took it. He was guessing in his heart, when he heard the woman's calm voice: "I don't know any organizers, and I don't know where to find their person in charge, so I'll trouble you." Send it over for me."

Naturally, Yu Song would not refuse this matter.

In fact, as long as it is her order, no matter how big it is, Yu Song dare not refuse.

Having been by my husband's side for so many years, he has already understood that routine.

He can offend his husband, but he must not offend the woman in front of him.

A few days ago, the bodyguard of the Meng family just pushed Ms. Duan, and the husband immediately took off the man's hand.

As long as it is related to Miss Duan, there is no room for change and tolerance in the eyes of the husband.

After leaving the gate of Duan's house, Yu Song sat in the driver's seat, put the box in his hand and looked at it carefully for a while, and finally opened it hesitantly.

As soon as he opened it, he was so shocked by what was inside that he couldn't speak. He stared blankly for a long time, feeling uncomfortable at all.

I don't know how my husband will feel when he sees it?