Second Marriage: A wealthy abandoned husband

"Miss Xia was born with a weak body, so Xia's father, Xia Jinghao, listened to the words of the abbot of the temple and reluctantly sent Xia Yiling to a small town in the south of the Yangtze River to be raised. Xia Jinghao didn't take his daughter back until he was 18 years old. In the same year, Xia Yiling had died. The best grades were passed by the University of Taurus in the United Kingdom. After studying abroad for 6 years, he never returned. At school, Xia Yiling independently chose the major of painting. Because of his unique perspective, he is known as the painting spirit. A world-renowned medal was awarded to you. Xia Yiling was once a star in Toves, and the scenery was infinite. At the same time... Miss Xia Yiling and Master Murong Zixuan's overseas relationship is also widely spread in Toves..."

"Enough, enough, don't say any more." Xia Yiling's heart was cold despite the warm embrace of the other party.

Murong Qingcang saw Xia Yiling's pained expression, he held Xia Yiling's shoulder vigorously, he rudely pressed the tip of her nose, he had a trace of sincerity, "Okay, I won't tell, I'll give you a minute, you explain to me, explain these six Year."

Murong Qingcang's tone was full of pleading and anticipation, this face that would not fade in her life despite the passage of time, had appeared many times in midnight dreams, and now it was close in front of her eyes.

Xia Yiling touched Murong Qingcang's face with nostalgia, she always knew that he would live a good life, if possible, let her bear all the sins alone.

"There is no explanation, believe what you hear and see. Because of being sent away by parents, there are those years. In fact, I am so tired of being poor and devastated. I have had a good life in these years, and you have a good life , isn't that enough?"

"Haha, enough?" Murong Qingcang asked back and laughed out loud, he threw Xia Yiling onto the soft bed beside him.

Xia Yiling's head and back hurt from being hit, and she wanted to get up.Murong Qingcang bullied his upper body and bound her between his arms, he lost control of his emotions,

"A good sentence is enough. You think this sentence is enough to bury your humble and dark past. You think this sentence is enough to offset the eight years we have been together. You disappeared inexplicably for six years. I miss you, hurt you, hate you I have been with you for six years, but you spent six years with another man. I was blind, and I actually regarded you as a cruel, heartless, selfish and vain woman as my treasure, even... "

Murong Qingcang clenched his hands tightly, his veins throbbed violently.Suddenly he laughed again, he leaned on Xia Yiling's tear-filled cheek, and said,

"In that case, Miss Xia Yiling, I should introduce myself to you again. My name is... Murong Qingcang, it's the first time we meet, hello sister-in-law."

"You..." Xia Yiling was shocked and speechless.

It was the first time Murong Qingcang felt proud of his status. Fortunately, he said,

"Yes, it's no wonder you didn't hear Murong Zixuan mention me. I am the illegitimate child of the Murong family, but I am indeed his half brother, the second youngest of the Murong family."

Xia Yiling smiled a little, she never knew the existence of Murong Qingcang.It turns out...it turns out that this world is really so small, and everything is so coincidental.

Murong Qingcang hugged Xia Yiling horizontally, and Xia Yiling struggled.But her ankle was still bleeding, her body was in pain, and her strength couldn't shake him even a little bit.

It turned out that the business car had already parked in front of a foreign building, Murong Qingcang almost kicked open the door, leaving Xia Yiling on the big bed in the room.

Xia Yiling curled up at the foot of the bed in fear, she watched Murong Qingcang take off his coat, throw away his tie, and urgently unbutton his collar.

She kept shaking her head, but Murong Qingcang had already grabbed her legs and lifted her to the middle of the bed, and he instantly pressed her under him.

"What are you doing, let me go."

Murong Qingcang clasped Xia Yiling's hands, "I can accept your empathy, but you must pay back what you owe me, and do what you promised me. You forgot the beach night when you were 18 years old. promise?"