Chief Forced Marriage: Beloved Wife Captured

Chapter 122

In the next few days, Jingya would bring a glass of rock sugar pear water into the study every night, but she never mentioned the divorce again. If she didn't mention it, the two basically stopped talking.

She doesn't say, he doesn't ask, he doesn't ask, she doesn't say, it seems like a tacit understanding, but no one knows what the other person is thinking.

Ye Beicheng's cough has almost healed, but because of the glass of rock sugar pear water every night, he can't help coughing out loud, whether it's real or fake, and in the end, even he can't tell the difference. Clearly, is he sick or not.

Every night, when the door of the study room was pushed open, he was looking forward to and worried at the same time. When the door was pushed open, he could see her, but when he saw her, he was afraid that she would bring up the divorce again. , making him feel that maybe he is really sick, and the sickness is not serious.

"My cough is gone, and I don't need to cook this for me tomorrow night."

Ye Beicheng said lightly, without looking up into her eyes.

He rejected her just because he didn't want to be tortured by her anymore, and the days of worrying about him made him suffer a lot, so he decided to make a break, if she wanted to say it, she couldn't escape it.

"Oh... good." Jingya nodded: "Then you can be busy, I'm going out."

Seeing that she didn't mention divorce again, Ye Beicheng heaved a sigh of relief, and his tone became much softer: "These few days, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay, it should be." Jingya stopped and didn't look back.

Maybe this kind of alienation and politeness made each other strange, but the relationship between him and her has indeed reached such a strange point.

When Jingya returned to the room, her tears fell. This kind of respectful marriage was not what she wanted. She could feel Ye Beicheng's cautiousness, and she could also feel her own intolerance. However, everything has a cause and effect, and she Know what to do.

The next night, she pushed open the door of his study, but this time, she dressed up carefully.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Ye Beicheng raised his head, and the moment he saw Jingya, his eyes lit up. Tonight's her moved his heart.

She was wearing a milky white nightgown with large red peonies embroidered on the surface of the robe. The neckline was slightly opened to reveal the fair skin inside. Her long, smooth and glossy hair was pulled behind her head, and a few piles of broken hair hung down from the ears, which set off the Her face is fairer and more attractive.

Her eyes tonight were like a river of spring water, rippling softly. When she looked at him, she was full of affection, and her red lips were slightly opened. It seemed that there were thousands of words, but there was no way to say them.

She approached him step by step, and when he walked in front of him, he smelled a familiar and exciting fragrance, it was the perfume he gave her, the famous French brand Shalimar, he told her that it was irresistible to any man She told him that I would not let any man smell this fragrance on me except in front of you at night.

In fact, she does, and she never wears it during the day, except for a drop after a shower at night.

"Beicheng..." She called his name softly. It had been many days, she had never called his name with such a gentle voice.

Ye Beicheng raised his head, looked at the woman in front of him who moved his heart, and his voice was surprisingly gentle: "What's wrong?"

"Tonight, go back to your bedroom and sleep."

She stretched out her arms to wrap around his neck, buried her head in the hollow of his shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "It's really cold when you're alone."

Ye Beicheng slowly stretched out his hand and held her catkin. Her heartbeat sounded from his back, and his heart also started beating wildly. Only Yu Jingya could not resist such a temptation.

"Beicheng, can you hold me?" Jingya turned around and stood in front of him.

He took her into his arms without hesitation, sat on his lap, and hugged her tightly, as if he was afraid that she would disappear.

That night, Yang Qianxue also asked him to kiss her and hug her, but he couldn't do it. A few years ago, he could hug that woman naturally, but after Jingya appeared, he didn't do it again. Not anymore.

Jingya raised her head, stretched out her hands to hook his neck, and kissed his lips actively. She kissed carefully, like a dragonfly touching water, stretched out her dexterous tongue, and traced back and forth along his lips, until a pair of big palms couldn't hold back. She stretched into her pajamas before she left his lips and kissed his neck and chest instead.

She stretched out a hand and unbuttoned his shirt. Ye Beicheng held her face in his breath and kissed her wildly. Although he didn't know why she suddenly took the initiative to please him tonight, but he understood , he has longed for this night, for a long time.

No matter what the reason was, he didn't want to think about it any more. There was only one thought in his mind, he wanted her very, very much.

Jingya's hand reached into her shirt, stroking his smooth and strong back, tears gradually wet the corners of her eyes, in fact, how much she loves this man who makes her happy.

Both of them did not speak in a tacit understanding. It seemed that if they opened their mouths, they would destroy the beautiful atmosphere. They both cherished the lingering moment too much. Apart from the endless longing and urgency, there was also deep fear. The more fear, the better The more fake things are...

Seeing the sweat on his forehead seeping more and more, Jingya stretched out her hand to dry him with distress, she knew why he was so crazy, he wanted to release his suppressed love with desire, as long as he didn't stop , His love for her has always existed.

Jingya shouted over and over again, but at the last moment, she heard her say: "Let's get a divorce..."

The air froze, the lust subsided, and there was a deathly silence in the room. That sentence, let's divorce, destroyed all the good things that happened.

Ye Beicheng didn't speak for a long time. Jingya knew that he heard it. After a long time, he got up and went into the bathroom. After that, he didn't come out for two hours. After that, he came out, but he still didn't say a word, but Lonely left the bedroom.

He didn't go to the study, Jingya heard the sound of the car starting the engine.

The smell in the room had long since dissipated, and what was left was a cold breath. It was not her original intention to announce the divorce for the third time in this way, but she knew that this time, Ye Beicheng would definitely agree.

Tears flow down the corners of the eyes and wet the pillow towel. The most painful thing in the world is to pretend to be strong when you are sad, to pretend you care but you don’t care, to say goodbye when you can’t forget.

In fact, she knew Ye Beicheng well, and he let her into his office at noon the next day.

She stood in front of him with her head down, waiting for him to speak first.

Ye Beicheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and stared at her. The sun shone brightly on her body, so bright that no flaws could be seen. She was so beautiful and clean, as pure as a flower. Perhaps, that's how he fell in love with her at the beginning.

"I have already considered the matter of divorce." He paused for a moment: "I agree."

She was not surprised by his answer. The reason why she was not surprised was because she knew that the way she chose to end last night was unacceptable to him. At the moment when she was one, she would even plan to divorce. The stubborn and self-respecting Ye Beicheng couldn't accept such an approach, so he had no choice but to agree.

"Okay, then when shall we go through the formalities?"

"anytime is fine."

Jingya suppressed her sadness and raised her head: "Then tomorrow."

"can."

Ye Beicheng was straightforward this time without any hesitation.

"Then I'm out."

She turned and walked out the door. When she was about to reach the door, he suddenly said, "If I told you that nothing happened between me and her that night, would you believe it?"

Jingya stopped, turned her back to him and replied, "If I told you that nothing happened between me and Zhai Tengyu, would you believe it?"

The two fell silent at the same time.

Jingya smiled self-deprecatingly: "Beicheng, that's why I insisted on getting a divorce. We don't trust each other now, why are we still forced to be together? I won't say anything to wish you happiness, because I really hope you... ...not happy."

With a bang, the door was closed, and the distance between the two was not very far, just a wall.

After Jingya returned to the office, she quickly packed her things. Tomorrow, this company will have nothing to do with her, and neither will the people here.

She took out her mobile phone and dialed Yin Mo's number: "Hey, Mu Mu, accompany me to see the house after get off work."

Yin Mo asked suspiciously, "What house are you looking at?"

"Ye Beicheng and I will go through the formalities tomorrow, and I will always move out when we get divorced."

"Ah??" Yin Mo screamed, "You're really going to get a divorce!"

Jingya frowned, and reprimanded her: "You are still at work now, can you stop yelling in the office..."

"Okay, okay, I won't call, but you really decided to divorce? Ye Beicheng agreed? How much money did he say to give you? Didn't he have a villa by the sea, let him give you that house... ..."

Yin Mo suppressed his voice and said a lot, Jingya sighed, and simply hung up the phone.

At this time, it's fine not to comfort her, but to say some useless words!
That night, she didn't go back to Ye's house, but to her own mother's house. Of course, she never mentioned the divorce.

"Xiaoya, how are you doing at your in-law's house?"

During dinner, Yu Sanshun asked her daughter attentively, and even gave her a chicken leg as a symbol.

"good."

Jingya buried her head in her meal, not looking at her parents' greedy eyes.

"Jingya, there is actually one thing I'm really embarrassed to ask, but..." Song Qiulian hesitated to speak, wanted to say but dared not.

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Okay, then I'll just say it straight. Anyway, I'm your mother, so I should ask you this question."

Wanxia raised her head and looked at her mother suspiciously, not knowing what she wanted to ask.

"You and Beicheng have been married for more than half a year, why...the belly...hasn't moved at all."

Song Qiulian cast her eyes at her daughter's abdomen and asked nonuo.

"I used contraception before."

"Ah???" The parents widened their eyes in surprise at the same time: "Why?" They expressed their puzzlement in unison.

Jingya said disapprovingly, "What's so strange, I just don't want to have a child so early."

(End of this chapter)