The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 585

The boss is gay at a young age. He always has a smile on his face and speaks softly, but he is not greasy.He came over to say hello to us and introduced the new wines. We ordered, and he chatted with me with a smile, and I said, "Help me and send a glass of wine to Ken."

"Understood." The boss said with a smile.

"Don't forget the flowers."

"I won't forget." He smiled and walked away.

Meng Jiancong didn't speak until then: "Who is Ken?"

"That's him." I pointed to the stage: "I like to hear him sing."

Meng Jiancong followed my gaze to the stage, where a handsome young man was playing and singing with a guitar.His hair was slightly disheveled, his voice was a little hoarse, his clothes were in dark tones, and his muscular chest muscles were exposed under the slightly open neckline, which looked very sexy.

Meng Jiancong withdrew his gaze and was a little surprised by my expression: "You never told me before."

"Tell you what?" I asked with a half-smile.

He looked at me deeply, obviously suffering from displeasure.

I do often come to drink, and I do often send flowers to the singer, but the singer is gay, and I like to listen to him sing from the bottom of my heart.

The Meng family is not a small family. Although Meng Jiancong is more tolerant, he has a bottom line. Of course, his fiancée goes to bars alone all day and gives flowers to male singers, which is certainly not acceptable to him.

I didn't tell Meng Jiancong before because I was going to marry him soon, and I thought I didn't need to come again.

We just looked at each other in silence, like a stalemate, until the boss came again, bringing cocktails and snacks.There was a bouquet of flowers on the plate, and after we put it down, we went to the singer's side and sent the wine and flowers together.

The singer looked towards us when he received the item, and nodded to me familiarly.

Naturally, Meng Jiancong saw it too.

After retracting his gaze this time, he finally opened his mouth: "Why did you bring me here?"

I stirred the cocktail layering my colored liquid and said, "I don't understand what you're saying."

"If you think this kind of behavior is nothing, then you won't deliberately hide it from me for so long. Since you know that I don't like it, why do you suddenly show it to me now?"

I said: "You think too complicated, I just suddenly want to be honest. After all, I need to live with you after marriage, but I still hope to come and listen to him sing often."

He frowned slightly.

I looked into his eyes and said, "Are you surprised?"

"Yes." The disappointment on his face was undisguised.

"What kind of person do you think I am? A businessman who works according to the rules every day? A serious woman from a good family?" I said, "Actually, I am still. It's just that my work pressure is too great and I need to relax."

"Oh," he stopped talking about this topic: "I heard your dad is in the hospital, is he okay?"

"Fortunately."

He looked at me deeply, and said for a while, "Did you come out to drink because you were worried about his illness?"

"No." I frowned and looked at him with a smile: "If I'm worried, I can stay in the ward and watch him. What's the point of going to the bar to invite a male singer to drink? You don't have to make excuses for me."

This time he was a little displeased, and frowned fiercely: "Your father definitely doesn't like you like this."

"You don't like it either." I waited for him to say "yes".

However, he just shook his head, showing helplessness: "I can see that you have something on your mind today."

I looked him in the eyes and said, "You have too."

If he expresses emotions such as disappointment, then half of my goal is achieved.But he's silent on that, which makes my behavior so boring right now.

After several songs were sung, the singer came over, holding a wine glass in his hand, and said with a smile, "Miss Su, thank you for the flowers and wine."

"Sure." I said, "Please sit down."

The singer sat next to me.

This singer is fairly familiar with me, after all, I always order songs and send flowers.Those flowers are sold here, and they are divided into grades. The highest grade is not expensive, but it is already expensive for the singer. He can get a lot of commissions through these flowers.So he treated me very well, almost obsequiously.

We chatted for a while, and Meng Jiancong was intentionally left aside because of this. I peeked at his expression from the corner of my eye, but he was a well-bred person after all, and his expression was very calm.

Before leaving, the singer said: "Miss Su, do you still want to listen to your favorite song today?"

"I want to hear it." I said, "Thanks, let your boss get the flowers."

"Okay." He bowed to Meng Jiancong and me, and then left.

The singer quickly returned to the stage, plucked the strings of the guitar, and began to sing.

Meng Jiancong actually smiled: "Is this your favorite song?"

"I know I'm getting old," I said.

"I also like this song very much." His expression was obviously much more relaxed than before, and I don't know why.He even hummed softly along with the singer: "warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air..."

I asked, "Why are you so happy all of a sudden?"

He said, "Because he is gay."

I was taken aback: "How do you know?"

"Of course I know." He smiled and said, "Don't forget, my business is for all sexual orientations."

"Didn't you tell me that your business is not your main business?"

"But I still have this vision." He said with a smile, "You deliberately pissed me off."

I didn't speak.

He suppressed his smile and looked at me silently.

I said, "Let's check out and go."

"You haven't finished singing the song you ordered."

"I don't want to hear it anymore."

Meng Jiancong walked me to my car, all the way silent.

When I got there, I was about to get out of the car, but he took my hand and said, "Actually, I didn't go to see my grandpa."

I look at him.

"I went to America." He said, "Qing Lan is busy."

I asked, "What's the matter with her?"

He was silent for a while, and said: "This matter is related to her privacy. I promised not to disclose it to anyone, but I assure you that I am only going to do her a favor, and there is no behavior that will affect the relationship between you and me."

I asked, "Don't you hate her?"

"But I have no grudge against her."

I figured if I stuck with it, I might be able to wrestle with it a bit, and that might help us break up.But this is still too villainous, it is obvious that I cheated.

Seeing that I didn't speak, he said again: "My mother called me this morning and asked me to go to the holiday villa in Mingyang Lake District."

I couldn't help looking at him, seeing him looking at me, my heartbeat started to speed up inexplicably, I really felt very sorry for him, Fanyin treated me like that, I don't want to consider betraying him unless it is absolutely necessary, what I hate most in my heart Nothing more than cheating.

I turned my head guiltily, looked out of the car window, and heard his voice: "I bought it for my dad, because there will be a fishing competition there, and my dad likes it very much. I didn't give it to him before because I I wanted to pack it all up and send it to him, but I didn’t have enough money. So I delayed sending it to him until last year.”

I still didn't speak.

"Before this, this house was lent to a few friends who happened to be in need as a temporary residence. It happened that my father didn't like new houses and thought that the house should be popular first." He said, "I thought of this, so I told my mother, I don't have time to go."

I can't help but look at him.

Although he said it so euphemistically, I can understand it completely. He expressed two meanings. The first one is that he already knows about Fanyin and I, and the second one is that he also knows about my investigation of him. .

I didn't speak, and he smiled, with a relaxed expression: "I think someone wants to destroy the marriage, or a certain suitor feels dissatisfied. This scope is quite large, and we need time to investigate. Before the results come out , we can't hold a wedding, lest someone release something that is not good for you and my family at the wedding. So I'm sorry, the wedding needs to be postponed. But if you want, we can go to get the certificate first. "

I was so surprised: "You still want to marry me?"

"I knew you were doing it for this." He smiled: "You are really not smart at all."

Having come to this point, I no longer hide it: "No matter what, he and I have already..."

"Forget it." He interrupted me, his tone still calm: "Don't mention it again."

I said, "The morning was broken by your mother."

"It's okay." He said: "She is still a little angry now, but I will slowly convince her."

I thought I heard it wrong: "You mean you will follow me to get the certificate as scheduled?"

"But the wedding has to be postponed." He suddenly smiled: "Don't you want to?"

"I don't want to." Seeing him stunned, I explained, "I find it incredible that you can accept this so easily."

"You were framed, what can I not accept?" He frowned and looked at me: "And why do you think I accept it so easily?"

I said, "I think it's better to forget it. I don't want to get stuck on a thorn before I get married."

There was no smile on his face: "Do you regret it?"

"Regret what?"

"Promise to marry me." He said seriously.

"No," I said, "but I think you'll regret it if it's set up this way."

He shook his head, with a layer of tiredness on his face: "I really don't understand your logic."

I said: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I don't need the certificate first, I hope you think it through first."

He nodded and smiled, the displeasure in his expression was completely undisguised: "Okay."

Instead, I became uneasy: "Jian Cong, I made this decision not because I still love him, but because..."

"Good night." He let go of his hand and closed his eyes: "I'm going back."

I looked at him and got out of the car.

I don't think there's anything wrong with my thoughts, and it's because Meng Jiancong isn't angry at all that I find it very awkward.I don't think it's a normal man's reaction to something like this, even though he doesn't love me that much.

In the next few days, Meng Jiancong did not contact me, and my assistant did not find out why.

I occasionally go to see my dad and chat with him about business.Shanshan has always been local, and she comes every day.I'm probably a little jealous. Whenever she comes, I don't want to stay in the ward any more and find excuses to be busy.

(End of this chapter)