warm marriage like sunshine

Chapter 1 The Wedge: Starting Over

On December 2016, 12, Yuncheng, around ten o'clock in the morning, the general manager's office of Beigang Group.

As Jin Muhan's right-hand man, Chen Ming was almost driven crazy by his boss's disappearance without saying a word, piled up documents, worked overtime day and night for half a month, and was asked by everyone around him, Where did he go?

Chen Ming also had a dazed look on his face. At this time, he held the phone in his hand, and his expression looked deathly, "Don't ask me where Mr. Jin went, and ask me about suicide."

"Assistant Chen, it's not that I want to bother you, but you must get Mr. Jin back as soon as possible. For the project with the Tianji Group, he was asked by name to sign Mr. Jin, or else he won't sign."

Chen Ming laughed and asked, "Mr. Li, how much benefit have you received from Mr. Tianji?"

Li Dongmo on the other end of the phone was silent: "..." Calm down, he didn't panic, he had to be calm, so he sipped tea to moisten his throat, "What nonsense, I don't have any benefit from accepting her."

Chen Ming continued: "You have confiscated her benefits and you still tried your best to help her connect. How many times have you asked me about Mr. Jin's whereabouts this month? And it was the first year you met Mr. Jin? If he came back and knew you helped her Let outsiders approach him to see if he doesn't rip your skin off."

The corner of Li Dong's mouth twitched, who is he scaring, "Didn't President Dong and President Jin know each other since they were young, and grew up together as childhood sweethearts? How come they are outsiders?"

"do not you know?"

"what do you know?"

"You are really ignorant." Chen Ming was very disgusted, his voice paused, and he continued: "But I don't blame you, this happened a long time ago. Dong Qingqing rudely poured red wine on Ms. Dirty her favorite dress."

"Mr. Dong looks intellectual and elegant, he doesn't seem like someone who would act rudely." Li Dong objectively stated his impression of Dong Qingqing, but speaking of it, Miss Shen was also a famous figure in Yuncheng before her death. .

"Jealousy makes people completely different. The most important thing is that after Mr. Jin found out about this, Li Dong, guess what happened to Dong Qingqing?" Chen Ming raised his eyebrows.

Recalling the past, Chen Ming cherished it very much, but in the blink of an eye, he felt extremely melancholy, because Shen Qianxun passed away half a year ago.

Li Dong thought about it, but he really couldn't figure it out. Jin Muhan is young and promising, and his image is a gentle and elegant gentleman. He has always behaved like a gentleman to ladies, but he is too gentlemanly. Feeling ruthless, he had no choice but to ask: "What's the end?"

Chen Ming smiled: "It seemed to be winter at that time, Mr. Jin asked me to find some people to throw her into the lake and soak her for an hour. Dong Qingqing had a high fever of 39 degrees and lay in the hospital for a week." It was also at that time that Chen Ming knew what was going on. Jin Muhan's demeanor towards women and gentlemen is because he didn't touch his bottom line.

Li Dong: "..." Which grandson is he lying to, and said: "Assistant Chen, don't abuse Mr. Jin just because you usually oppress you. If he is not here now, you should speak ill of him. How could Mr. Jin be that kind of person? It's because of Miss Shen. I don't really believe it, Mr. Jin and Ms. Shen, they are just friends, aren't they?"

How can a friend go to war like this after being wronged a little bit.

Now, it was Chen Ming's turn to be speechless.

First, he didn't say anything bad about Mr. Jin. Mr. Jin has a dark heart. You put your sincerity in front of him, and you can be trampled by him. Second, they are not ordinary friends. They have known each other for many years, and life is full of ups and downs. They walked with each other, and the relationship between the two parties is like a pot of sake. It seems plain, but it is strong and burning in the throat, and the third party can't get in, and it can't be destroyed.

After being speechless, Chen Ming sneered: "What do you know..."

If those two were not so sensible, they would have been together long ago.

Moscow.

The night is getting darker, and the snow-covered city of ice and snow is unbelievably beautiful, and because it is Christmas, there are joyful scenes everywhere.

At eight o'clock in the evening, there are many snowflakes. If you are near the Vasily Cathedral, you will see a handsome Chinese sitting on a bench, holding a cigarette between two fingers, and the cigarette is curling up, wisps of white smoke blurring his tough outline , hazy, and he looks damn lazy and sexy. It's strange that a man who is obviously noble and elegant can actually remind people of the word sexy. This kind of man is naturally the type that can drive women crazy.

What's even more strange is that there is a strange box next to the man. The lights at night are bright, and some white light falls on him. Slightly sipping, the light tea eyes are like radiant amber.

"Hi." A beautiful woman stepped forward with a bright smile.

Jin Muhan raised his head and smiled politely.

His response made the beautiful woman feel excited, and she continued her efforts: "Can I sit here?"

"No."

The voice is icy and cool, without any ups and downs, but it touches people's hearts, it's damn good.

The corner of the beautiful woman's mouth was stiff, but she didn't turn around and leave, she softened her voice, "I walked all day today, my legs are sore, I can't walk anymore."

Usually, her soft voice is a bit coquettish, no man can stand it, and she is more responsive to her requests, so she is confident that the man in front of her will not refuse her request hard-heartedly.

"Feel sorry."

"..."

It wasn't the expected answer, the other party still refused outright, how can I put it, it's very incomprehensible, but she is polite, elegant and charming, what else would a beautiful woman want to say...

Just lo and behold, the man raised his hand and patted off the snow falling on the surface of the strange box next to him. The night sky happened to be full of bright and gorgeous fireworks.

"Merry Christmas, Ah Xun." He whispered.

The beautiful woman was dumbfounded, her spine was inexplicably chilling, she cast a strange look, turned and left.

Jin Muhan slowly rubbed the surface of the box with his fingertips, thinking of something, his light-colored eyes showed a bit of tenderness, a bit of obsession, white light flashed, and the light in his eyes shrank and sank.

At this time, another man with a camera was opposite him and took pictures of this scene. This man was dressed casually and had a beard and cheeks so he couldn't see clearly, but he could be seen as Chinese.

The other party spoke first: "Do you mind?"

Jin Muhan said lightly, "I mind."

"Okay." Li En fiddled with the camera and deleted the photo. He smiled and asked, "Is this box containing the ashes of your lover?" Realizing that the question might be too abrupt, "No offense, just curious ask."

After a long time, he said, "Yes."

"You brought her to see the snow?"

"kindness."

Li En continued: "I have a suggestion, you can use her ashes to make a ring, which is convenient and safe to wear on your body."

"Thank you, your suggestion is very good."

Hearing this, Li En couldn't help laughing, so he said casually, he didn't expect the other party to think so seriously, and even prepared to adopt this suggestion, "You're welcome~" On such a cold night, and in a foreign country, he warmly invited: "Very nice Hilarious, I'm going to the bar for a couple of drinks, buddy, do you want to go together?"

Jin Muhan thought about it, but did not refuse.

There are many people in the bar and the music is lingering.

Jin Muhan took off his coat, and the collar of his white shirt was slightly opened, revealing his slender neck line. The way he raised his glass to drink was so sexy that he wanted to commit a crime.

"Come again." Li En followed suit.

After drinking a cup, Jin Muhan refused, "No, I'll be drunk."

Li En continued to gulp down wine, his eyes slightly drunk, "It's good to be drunk, so that you don't have to be sober, you won't suffer, you won't worry, and you can forget everything temporarily... So, alcohol is actually a good thing."

"Besides, I think you seem to be suffering because of her." Li En pointed to the box.

Jin Muhan was silent, his expression was still calm, but his eyes were turning red bit by bit.

"Let yourself relax."

Slowly, Jin Muhan said: "You are wrong, I will only miss her more when I am drunk."

Alcohol can't paralyze him, it will only make him more and more sober. The wave of longing and endless regret will uncontrollably overwhelm his internal organs, Shen Qianxun, his Chihiro, her every frown and smile, her the sound of……

A man who is too single-minded in his feelings will easily drive himself crazy, this idea suddenly popped into Li En's mind.

And this noble and cold man in front of him is driving himself into a desperate situation step by step.

"I never thought that I would lose her. I knew there would be such a day. From the very beginning, I should have tied her by my side and guarded her every step, and never allowed her to go anywhere." His voice was so affectionate that it was gloomy and paranoid. to the madman.

Because of his words, Li En was mostly sober from his drunkenness. He wanted to say that this was wrong. Life is too short, and we should look forward when we live in the present moment. But before he could say it, Jin Muhan had restrained his out-of-control emotions and returned to the warm and beautiful woman. The appearance of jade.

"excuse me."

Li En: "..."

Jin Muhan leaned slightly, and a pious kiss landed on the box.The light is soft, but he is far away, as if he is in a different country from others.

Jin Muhan picked up the box and carefully put it back into his backpack, picked up his coat, and paid for the drink: "Let's go first."

……

Early the next morning, Jin Muhan woke up with a headache. He massaged his temples twice and got up from the bed. When he saw the surrounding environment soberly, he suddenly froze.

He obviously stayed overnight in a hotel in Moscow, but when he woke up, he was in the Jin family's mansion.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

After a long time, Jin Muhan came to his senses and opened his lips: "Come in."

The maid opened the door and came in, "Third Young Master, your cousin Miss Xiao is here."

"What is she here for?"

The maid replied: "You fell ill just after returning to China, Miss Xiao may be worried about you."

Jin Muhan: "..." After a moment of silence, he spoke again with a gentle voice, like a spring breeze blowing past his ears, "What's the date today?"

"Third Young Master, today is Christmas."

"years."

"2010."

The maid is a little confused. Is San Shao sick and confused? How come he even forgot the year?

But the third young master is really good-looking, because his complexion has changed due to illness, but it does not affect his prosperous beauty at all, and the exciting feeling of sick and weak beauties is jio.

Moreover, among the young masters of the Jin family, he is the prettiest, with a good temper and culture.

Not even a single blemish could be found in those hands that were carefully crafted. Such a good person would be the least favored young master of the Jin family.

The moment Jin Muhan heard the year, Jin Muhan immediately pursed his lips and clenched his hands tightly, his knuckles turned white from the exertion. He didn't ask any more questions. He turned and opened the curtains. The sunlight was a bit dazzling. He saw the pears planted downstairs This tree was planted by his mother during her lifetime. Later, when she moved out of Jin's house, he dug up the roots of this pear tree and planted it in front of Shen Qianxun's house. But now, this pear tree stands very clearly in front of him.

If it was a dream, he hoped that this dream would never wake up, but obviously, everything here is so real.

Thinking of Shen Qianxun...

Jin Muhan's breathing was slightly suffocated, and there was something dark in his shallow eyes.

At this moment, the time that was still was running wildly.

(End of this chapter)