President Baai: Reborn daughter is not easy to mess with

Chapter 334 The Finale
Lin Xiaomu was placed under house arrest. She lost her personal freedom and was unable to contact the outside world. Although all the Internet and telephones were not disconnected, as long as she asked for help or received news of where she was, the telephone and Internet would be automatically cut off, as if I am being watched 24 hours a day, I feel aggrieved, don't you?

During this period, Lin Xiaomu also finalized the final script plan with Jiang Hao and Du Junran through the Internet.

The play planned by several people is named "Traveling", which travels through ancient and modern history and 5000 years of culture.

Everyone outside was busy like a raging fire, but she... was still staying in a villa on the top of a mountain doing imprisoned work.

Jing Yan came back every night, and then went back the next morning, and every time he came and left, he would take away the red marks all over his body.

Don't get me wrong, the red mark is not a sign of ambiguity, but was hit by Lin Xiaomu time and time again.

And Jing Yan's inability to fight back when hit or scolded also made Lin Xiaomu completely silent.

As time passed, the wedding that Jing's announced to the public was getting closer, but Lin Xiaomu still hadn't seen Jing Yan's legendary bride.

In the end she simply locked herself in a room and refused to see anyone.

Suddenly one day, Lin Xiaomu was taking a lunch break in the house, but was arrested by a group of people. They put a set of dresses and wedding dresses on her body, took countless photos, and then...they all retreated.

"Hey, at least someone told me what you are doing, hello."

Before Lin Xiaomu finished speaking, the person disappeared again.

In another room, Jing Yan squinted at countless photos of Lin Xiaomu wearing a wedding dress on the computer, and finally chose one of them.

"Just this set, send the wedding dress and the person back to the Lin family, and pick the person up at 10 o'clock tomorrow."

Lin Xiaomu has a vague feeling at this moment...

"No, no, how is it possible? I'm not married, so how can I not know, people swear that Jing Yan got the certificate, how could it be me."

Laughing at himself, he lay on the bed and fell asleep in a daze.

Lin Xiaomu had a dream, an extremely beautiful dream.

In the dream, she became Jing Yan's bride. In the dream, all of this was a joke. In the dream, she was blessed by everyone. In the dream, they embraced each other happily.

That dream was so beautiful that she couldn't believe it.

She used to think it was a matter of course, but now...

But it only made her want to cry without tears.

"Xiao Mu, Xiao Mu wake up, don't cry, Xiao Mu."

Lin Xiaomu slowly opened her eyes, and a magnified face appeared in front of her.

There was a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, his eyes were full of doting, and the most important thing was...he was holding his upper body.

"Ah..." Lin Xiaomu jumped up with a scream, and fell to the side as her legs became sore.

"Fool, I can't even stand upright." Gentle. Jing Yan remembered something after finishing speaking, and said with some guilt: "I was a bit overdue last night, but who made you so delicious."

He raised an eyebrow at her ambiguously.

What's happening here?This scene is crazy, or...or is it a dream?
Give it a hard pinch.

Jing Yan hastily pulled her hand away.

"Don't be stupid, you pinched yourself like this yesterday."

yesterday?

The scene in the dream began to emerge clearly, and she gradually understood... What the hell is not a dream, it's all real.

Yesterday from my old lady, she finally knew the secret of Jing's president Jing Yan's wedding.

"Xiao Mu, just a few days after you came back, Jing Yan came and threatened us to hand over your household registration book. Mom can't do anything about it, and you're both engaged to get married. You...you must forgive mom."

A marriage certificate where the parties were not present is not a problem at all under some power strugglers, okay?
I have been a mistress for myself for more than a month.

Lin Xiaomu stood up angrily, walked into the bathroom, and looked at her bruised and purple marks, her face instantly turned red.

The night was dark, and the two people with the same mind could only confirm the traces of each other's existence through the most intimate contact. They entwined and kissed respectfully, and their hair and clothes became messy. Then, the two of them moved towards the bed together fall over...

Lin Xiaomu covered her face, oh my god... For the first time in her life, she actually spent what she thought was a dream.

But now that I think about it...it's so embarrassing.

The corners of Jing Yan's mouth curled up slightly, yesterday's satisfaction completely filled the emptiness in his heart, and his memory showed signs of recovery because of being by her side.

But it doesn't matter whether he recovers or not, this woman is already his.

Lin Xiaomu came out calmly and sat down opposite Jing Yan.

"Xiao Mu." Jing Yan stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, but was stopped by Lin Xiaomu.

"Wait, let's make things clear."

Jing Yan raised her eyebrows, knowing that she would not forget so easily. Yesterday, she was probably stimulated so that her brain circuit was abnormal.

"Have you regained your memory?"

Jing Yang shook his head.

"Then why do you still marry me in this way?" Nasty.

"It doesn't matter if you recover or not. You are my fiancée. This is an unchanging fact."

"Then why did you go to get the marriage certificate without telling me?"

"I just don't want unpredictable situations."

Having lost his memory, not only did he doubt himself, but he was also afraid that Lin Xiaomu didn't love him that much. Ever since she left the island without hesitation, she was not confident.

"Then you can't do this either. Do you know how I got here all this time?" Lin Xiaomu took a deep breath, feeling the grievances of the past few months surging, and the tip of her nose turned red.

Jing Yan held her in his arms and softly comforted her: "No, never again, you are my wife, I will love you, love you, and spoil you like I swore yesterday. I love you, Lin Xiaomu. "

Tears still fell after all, and she buried her head in his arms, sour, satisfied, happy, and full of sadness, which made her unable to dodge in time.

But even so, she loved him, no doubt about it.

"You bastard."

"Okay, I'm an asshole."

"I hate you."

"Oh? Hate?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Yan pressed Lin Xiaomu on the bed.

"Hey, what are you doing, you just got up."

"I don't want to, but when I hear that you hate me, I feel very sad. When I am sad, I want to prove my existence."

As he said that, he gave Lin Xiaomu a nod.

Feeling the foreign object in her leg, Lin Xiaomu froze.

"Don't hate it, don't hate it, let go and get up."

"We don't have to get up today, and, Xiao Mu, I can think of some things when I'm close to you."

"Really? What do you think of? Hey, Jing Yan, let's talk first, woo... woo..."

The daylight was just right, and the two people shining against the pure white background cast a halo of happiness.

Their happiness is about to begin from now on.

　I finally finished writing what I wanted to write. Although the wedding scene in the story is missing (well, because the author is not good at describing weddings), their happiness has not been discounted. 112593524 "Stay Station" This is the reader group of the trajectory. The first article has the courage to release it after the end. Those who like daughters can come together as guests.

　　
　
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