Rich and poisonous love: Husband, please love me

Although Ling Muze's usual official affairs are handled by Chen Tingyu and a few reliable subordinates, and he is at ease, but he is absolutely unambiguous when faced with the occasions he has to attend and the things that must be handled by him. .

Without saying a word, Ling Muze took the clothes with a solemn expression, walked past Chen Tingyu and walked out of the bedroom.

Chen Tingyu watched Ling Muze put on his clothes through the crack of the door. His perfect back and sexy figure made him tangled up.

The cruelest thing in the world is not that I love you and you don't love me.

It's about the beauty in front of you, but you can only look at it but not touch it.

He was about to suffer internal injuries.

Seeing Chen Tingyu's strange expression, Shui Xi looked towards him. After understanding his intentions, a black line slid across her head.

"Let's go!" After finishing cleaning, Ling Muze walked to the door, called out to Chen Tingyu, and turned his gaze to Shui Xi.

Shui Xi's body froze all of a sudden.

"During the period of my absence, you must guard your body like a jade. I don't like dirty things. You pay attention to me, otherwise the consequences will not be acceptable to you. I will check when I come back." His eyes were burning.

Shui Xi looked embarrassed: "Check? How to check?"

"You'll know when the time comes." He said meaningfully.

Shui Xi shuddered, and blurted out: "Now is a society where men and women are equal, if you guard yourself like jade, I will guard you like jade."

Realizing what she said, she was even more embarrassing, why did she say such a thing without thinking, let alone that Ling Muze and her are just in a transactional relationship, what does it have to do with her whether he keeps his body like a jade?

Moreover, if he is such a proud and domineering figure, if he wants to be equal to him, it is estimated that there will be no possibility in the next life, the next life.

His eyes shrank coldly: "Do you think you and I can be equal?"

Shui Xi's heart trembled when he looked at him, and he nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, you are the master and I am the master, I can only be squeezed by you, you can do whatever you want... ..."

"In your eyes, I am such a demon king?" His eyes became sharper.

You are not!Thinking this way in her heart, she never dared to say it out of her mouth. She just wanted him to go on a business trip as soon as possible.

"No way, in my eyes, you are both rich and handsome, you can meet but not ask for." For the sake of this big Buddha, she hurried away, she dog-leggedly pulled a corner of the quilt and patted the horse, her hair was so cold that she patted it. It's about to stand up.

"Hmph!" Ling Muze was worried about the time constraints, so he said nothing, and walked out of the room with a cold snort.

Chen Tingyu blinked at Shui Xi: "Remember to guard yourself like a jade."

Shui Xi was so angry that he grabbed a pillow and threw it at him: "Get lost!"

Chen Tingyu pointed at her snow-white skin exposed to the air, and Shui Xi hurriedly pulled the quilt blushing.

Facing Shui Xi's embarrassment, Chen Tingyu laughed and walked out of the room.

Shui Xi heard the door closing and knew they had left, lying on the bed like a deflated balloon.

Hearing the sound of closing the door and confirming that they had left, she struggled to get up from the bed.

My whole body was in pain like being run over by a car, and even a little movement was painful.

Thinking that she would definitely be late for work today, her head started to ache.

In short, now she is in pain, pain, pain all over her body.

After dressing and washing, I went to the magazine office, was greeted by the editor-in-chief into the office, and was scolded head-on and face-to-face.

Come out, come to the work station with a tired expression and sit down.

As soon as she sat down, Xia Lan came to her desk with the props for the interview, and said that she was going to interview Liu Wenna, a rising star in the film and television industry.

She immediately cleaned up her depressed mood, packed her things and left with Xia Lan.

On the way, she thought about Ling Yucheng, approached Xia Lan, and asked expectantly: "Xia Bian, how is it?"

"What's the matter?" Xia Lan pretended not to know.

"It's about you and Ling Yucheng, how is it going?"

As soon as Ling Yucheng was mentioned, Xia Lan's cheeks blushed involuntarily, and said in a low voice, "No progress."

Facing Shui Xi's confused look, Xia Lan bit her lips and said, "I, I haven't confessed my love to him yet. The night before yesterday, I was waiting at the gate of the villa, but I finally waited for him to come back. I didn't have the courage to come forward and confess to him..."

Seeing Xia Lan's tangled and depressed expression, Shui Xi understood that Xia Lan was a reserved woman, and it would be very difficult for her to boldly confess her love based on what she said.

She could understand Xia Lan's mood, the more she liked and loved someone, the more cautious she was, the more she was afraid of being rejected.

But if you don't try it bravely, if you don't take that step, how can you reap the love and happiness you want.

She really hoped that Ling Yucheng could be with Xia Lan, and that they could all be happy.

After thinking about it, she said to Xia Lan: "Tomorrow night, I will go to his villa with you and wait for him."

The reason why it is tomorrow night instead of tonight is because she has to prepare psychologically. She is afraid of seeing him and that villa where he has lived for several years.

Looking at Shui Xi's firm gaze, Xia Lan knew that she sincerely wanted her to be happy, so she finally nodded with a blushing face.

The next night.

The night sky is dotted with stars, and the moonlight is pouring down in a dim yellow like a long stretch, sprinkled on the vast world.

According to what I said before, after get off work, Shui Xi dragged Xia Lan to the entrance of the villa.

The two hid under a lush locust tree.

On a summer night, the breeze is blowing, and the insects are chirping.

Xia Lan's hand holding Shui Xi was trembling slightly, which showed how nervous she was.

However, Shui Xi was more nervous than her, her lips were clenched so hard that blood would ooze out, and the hand tightly holding Xia Lan was slightly white.

Through the moonlight, looking at the plants and trees here, looking at the unique villa in front of me under the moonlight, my heart was trembling fiercely, suffused with sour water.

What I recall in my mind is every bit of the two people living together, his doting and his kindness.

Looking at the golden fence of the villa, a swing wrapped in vines shone coolly in the faint moonlight.

A happy scene appeared in front of my eyes.

The sun was shining brightly, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the bell-like laughter echoed throughout the sky.

She sat on the swing, happy like a bird, and he pushed her to the free sky and the wide ocean. ． ． ． ． ． ．Her eyes were so sore that she was about to shed tears. All the past seemed to have happened only yesterday, it was so clear and so unforgettable.

Presumably Ling Yucheng's intestines are green when he regretted pulling out the darkness back then.

She regretted it too, if she knew that there would be such an ending, she would rather he not save her and let her foolishly be manipulated by others, living like mud.

In that way, those memories of being together are left empty, so that each other can only remember with heartache.

"Shui Xi, what's wrong with you? Why do you feel more emotional than me?" Xia Lan's voice suddenly sounded, and Shui Xi trembled slightly in shock.

Shui Xi turned his head, his eyes were a little red, and he looked at Xia Lan in astonishment.

Shui Xi shook his head: "It's okay, I just remembered something sad."

Xia Lan vaguely guessed what sad things Shui Xi said, and her heart felt sour as if vinegar had been poured on her.

From Shui Xi's expression, it was not difficult for her to see that Shui Xi cared about Ling Yucheng.

She doesn't believe that there is pure friendship in the world, that Ling Yucheng is talented and rich, she doesn't believe that Ling Yucheng saved Shui Xi and took her in, she has no affection for Ling Yucheng at all.

She didn't understand why Shui Xi tried every means to connect her with Ling Yucheng, but no matter what the reason was, she would win him over and guard him firmly, not letting anyone snatch him away.

Looking firmly at the villa, the hand holding the corner of the skirt trembled slightly because of the emotional excitement.

Suddenly, the sound of driving cars pierced the silent night sky.

I saw a black enclosed luxury car parked in front of the villa, and an attendant ran out of the villa, came to the car, and bowed respectfully.

A tall and slender man in a suit got out of the car. The attendant bowed to him, then got into the car, started the engine and drove towards the villa.

Seeing that Ling Yucheng was about to enter the villa, Shui Xi gave Xia Lan a hard push: "Go!"

Pushed by Shui Xi suddenly, Xia Lan, who hesitated and didn't dare to act, just appeared behind him.

Hearing a noise behind him, Ling Yucheng turned around, Shui Xi immediately dodged and hid behind a tree, while Xia Lan was completely exposed to Ling Yucheng's sight.

Xia Lan grabbed the corner of her skirt tightly with both hands, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and walked towards Ling Yucheng as if she was dying.

She smiled gently at him, but her tongue was tensely knotted: "Ling Yucheng, long time no see!"

Ling Yucheng didn't seem to hear her words, his eyebrows slightly frowned and passed over her shoulders, and looked in the direction of the locust tree.

Seeing that his attention was not on her at all, Xia Lan felt a little embarrassed, bit her lips tightly, and began to twiddle her fingers uneasily, not having the courage to speak any more.

"Are you coming alone or accompanied?" He stared at her intently, with a sense of oppression that could not be ignored.

Staring at him with such sharp eyes, Xia Lan's nervous mind went blank, and she told the truth: "I am accompanied!"

"Is it courageous for many people?" He continued to ask, his voice was like his eyes, cold and chilling.

Xia Lan was silent, noncommittal.

"Who is that person?" He lowered his voice.

Xia Lan's palms broke out in cold sweat, and she was torn between truth and lies.

She could feel that Ling Yucheng had an extraordinary affection for Shui Xi, and his revenge in that interview was a good proof, without love, how could there be hatred.

He didn't want to tell him who was accompanying her, and he didn't want to see his mind taken away by another woman.

However, he would ask this question because he must have doubts. If she lied, the pure relationship he wanted from the beginning would be flawed, and even more he would not accept her who would lie.

However, a urging cut off her hesitation: "Say it!"

Impatient as if this is a huge problem.