Hidden Marriage to the End: My Husband Is a Dramatist

Chapter 2 Do you still want to show your face?
An hour flew by.

Su Anqian changed into a set of clothes after washing. She wore a simple white dress that was elegant and luxurious, but she was too tired and her complexion was not very good.

Yan Xijue had someone prepare supper and a glass of milk, while he stood tall at the window of the restaurant, occasionally glanced at her, leisurely in the courtyard.

Everyone is a lady, eating elegantly, sitting upright, with white and slender legs slightly side by side under the table, Yan Xijue just glanced at them, and frowned almost inaudibly.

Wan'er was injured so badly in the car accident, the girl didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and even negotiated a deal with him, didn't she know her leg was injured?

Yan Xijue frowned fiercely, he had never taken advantage of others like this before.

When she was eating, Ji Cheng summed up a few words for her.

"During this time, you are mainly taking care of the daily life of Ms. Ke and Mr. Yan in the hospital."

"Although this relationship is secret, you must not abide by the necessary loyalty. If you need it in terms of economics, you can tell me at any time... The rest is arranged by President Yan."

She looked at the man by the window, where does he need her care?

Yan Xijue was also looking at her, he could see the doubt in her eyes, but he didn't say a word, with one hand in his trouser pocket, he smoked a cigarette elegantly, squinted his eyes slightly under the smoke ring, then lowered his eyebrows to flick off the ashes.

Her eyes followed him unconsciously, and she didn't move away until he looked up again, "Oh, I see."

"Come out after eating." Yan Xijue suddenly put out the cigarette butt, still frowned, took a long puff of the smoke ring, and walked out of the restaurant with long legs first.

Su Anqian didn't know what he was going to do, so when she reached the living room, she said first, "My mother is still waiting for me, Mr. Yan, I have to go first."

When I came here, I just wanted to make a deal, and when I was refreshed after eating, I wanted to leave. For some reason, Yan Xijue was annoyed, and when she turned around, he pulled her back, "What did I just say?"

In the next second, she was sitting on the thick sofa.

"Ah!" His leg was pinched and hurt.

The man raised his eyes, cold and sullen, "I thought you were a fool who didn't know pain!"

"Bring the medicine!" Yan Xijue turned to Ji Cheng and said.

Ji Cheng quickly took the ointment and handed it to the man.

The ointment was applied to her legs very gently and carefully. Su Anqian could only see his cold and drooping facial features, but they were extremely focused.

She was in a trance. At that moment, she felt how important she was to him.

"The police will not look for you again." He said suddenly in a mellow voice, "I will agree to all your needs, except your mother's medical expenses."

When mentioning her mother, the ointment in Yan Xijue's hand tightened, and a deep and long-lasting hatred flashed in his deep eyes.

Su An frowned slightly, "Why?"

Yan Xijue didn't answer, put on the ointment and looked at her quietly for a while, with a flat and gentle voice, "I married you, others have nothing to do with me."

That night, the time we spent together was not short, but Su Anqian really didn't understand this man's temperament, he seemed indifferent to the city, but he was inexplicably considerate.

the next day.

In the prime location of Beicheng, the two group buildings of "Yanke" rise from the ground, and the three gold-plated characters of "YSK" are very conspicuous.

A suspended floor between the two buildings is a separate president's office, and the low-luxury decoration seems a bit weird at the moment.

Xue Nanyu stared at the man as cold as water in surprise, "Did I hear correctly? You actually want to protect the Su family? What are you doing with her? A marriage contract? Are you pretending that Wan'er is really gone?"

Standing in front of the French window, Yan Xijue was no stranger to the tone of his speech.

Ming Chengyan, who had been silent for a long time, tapped his fingers again and again. He had a different opinion, and said lightly: "Is this Jiang Gan stealing books?"

Xue Nanyu raised his eyebrows, "Even if she doesn't bump into it, the matter will be resolved immediately, not bad for Jiang Gan stealing books."

But Ming Chengyan looked at the man who had been silent all this time, and said in a gentle tone, "The game is the game, don't play it real, put yourself in it, I don't think Miss Su is a fool, nor is she a nympho."

In a word, the three of them fell into silence.

It is silence.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Yan Xijue frowned slightly, overlooking the autumn foggy North City.

She is indeed not a fool, let alone a nympho, on the contrary, those glazed eyes are intelligent and calm, beyond her age, although most of them are pretending, but it is also a skill to be able to pretend in front of him.

Thinking of those too pure and dark eyes, Yan Xijue's brows tightened. He hated that perfection, hated it since he was a child.

Xue Nanyu looked at Ming Chengyan, then stood up and walked to Yan Xijue's side, seeing him frowning, said: "It's so difficult, why didn't you inform me? Marrying her has the same effect as you marrying her, but I will marry her." There is no problem..."

As soon as the two words were uttered, Yan Xijue's gaze suddenly shot at him, changing from contemplative to sharp and cold.

Xue Nanyu stopped speaking abruptly, and spread his hands, "OK! I won't talk anymore... Master still has an appointment, let's go first!"

Ming Chengyan took a deep look at the person by the window, and said softly, "Are you sure?"

Yan Xijue leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows, "How can you be sure? Since you gamble, even if you play, you have to play it seriously, respect each other, and it's not a waste of a love affair, is it?"

Ming Chengyan couldn't tell whether his words were a joke or the truth, so he said softly, "As long as you have a sense of proportion, I also have things to do."

The office fell silent, Yan Xijue finally pursed his thin lips, turned around, and stood by the window for a long time.

Su Anqian arrived at the hospital, opened the door and entered the mother's ward.

"I'm sorry, Mom." Su Anqian sat on the side of the bed obediently, "I have something to delay, but don't worry, the company will not go bankrupt."

"Really." She smiled before her mother questioned, "I talked about cooperation with someone, and I tried my best to hold on. Even if Dad's case is temporarily unclear, my brother's sentence will expire in two years, and we, brother and sister, will pay for it together." Dad reverses the case, and the Su family will be fine."

"Are you sure?" Fu Yan couldn't believe it, but she also knew that her daughter was smart, so she asked, "Who did you talk about working with?"

Su Anqian didn't answer directly, and said: "Mom, don't worry, take good care of your illness, and leave the rest to me."

Fu Yan looked at her for a while, sighed, and patted the back of her daughter's hand, "Qianqian, I'm sorry, you just graduated, and your family is like this, I've wronged you!"

"See what you said!" Su An smiled slightly, "I have been cared for for 20 years, wouldn't it be good to go out to earn money after graduation?"

Fu Yan touched the back of her daughter's hand, "By the way, have you met Ye Ling? You two have been together for several years. It's great if you can get married at this time. The company will have more assistance, and you don't have to suffer... "

"Mom." Su Anqian interrupted her, her expression was not very good, "I don't want to get married yet. Now that my family is like this, I must accompany you. Let's talk about these things later."

"I want to sell the villa, and our mother and daughter will buy another apartment, what do you think?" Su Anqian continued, changing the topic about Ye Ling.

Fu Yan agreed almost without thinking, so as to save money.

After that, because Su Anqian had to take care of Yan Xijue, she usually went to the hospital in the afternoon, first to her mother, and then to Ke Wan'er's ward. Although there were not many things to do, she would go there every day, and at night she would go to the club to work part-time.

In the blink of an eye and half a month later, she hardly saw Jue Yan Xi.

This night, I will go to the club as usual. If I want to meet people who may be related to my father's case, I must make some sacrifices and get in touch with relevant people as much as possible.

But as soon as the drinks were delivered, she was already locked in by a pair of familiar eyes.

"Qianqian?" Ye Ling sat among the crowd, calling out a familiar name like a dream, squinting her eyes hard to see her clearly under drunkenness.

Su Anqian suddenly withdrew her hand to let him go in the air, and hurriedly got up and left.

Ye Ling stood up regardless of his drunkenness, and after a few feints, he quickly chased after him.

"Qianqian!" Ye Ling's urgent voice was very clear in the quiet corridor.

After all, she couldn't keep up with the man's slender steps. She was hugged by Ye Ling from behind and pressed tightly in his arms, so hard that she almost suffocated her, and kept calling her "Qianqian."

"Really you?"

He whispered to himself, his voice was very soft, but it was full of distress. He smelled the fragrance of her body, as if he had just come to life, and whispered softly, "You are finally back."

Su An lightly bit her lip, her heart was entwined with a lot of warmth, bypassing scenes of memories, and one by one was broken, enduring the pain in her heart, "Let go first."

"I won't let you go!" Ye Ling persisted, and suddenly pushed her against a dark corner while drunk, "I won't let you go again."

"We have already broken up." She looked at him calmly, "Do you think this is interesting?"

Ye Ling was useless and refused to admit it, and begged in a low voice, "Qianqian, we have made an appointment since we were 15 years old and we will not be separated. Just treat me as a jerk once. Forgive me, okay?"

She closed her eyes, trying to get out of his arms, but he suddenly kissed him regardless.

At the moment of contact, Su Anqian's mind went blank, and many memories flooded in, like red-hot cast iron, burning heartache.

Pulling away the hand that was stuck to his body, Su Anqian struggled to free himself from his confining arm, but a stalwart caught her gaze from the corner of her eye.

The flickering cigarette butt was caught between the fingertips, but the person stood there quietly. I don't know whether it was the dim light or an illusion. That face was so gloomy that it almost dripped water.

The domineering aura on his body was overwhelming, she obviously didn't feel that she had made a mistake, but suddenly her heart palpitations, she was stunned and did not move.

When Ye Ling was pulled away, Su Anqian thought it was Yan Xijue, but in the next second, she was slapped hard on the face.

"Crack!" With a sound, Yu Lu felt pain in her hands.

Pulling Ye Ling with one hand, he turned to Su Anqian with a cold face and angrily, "Su Anqian, do you still want to show some shame? Did the Su family use any means when the Su family collapsed? Will you write the words ex-boyfriend?!"

Su An looked at Ye Ling in a daze, and suddenly felt it was ridiculous, and looked at Yu Lu coldly, "If you talk about unscrupulous means, Miss Yu is a master. If you are abandoned by an old man and you can get Ye Ling, you are the winner! So be careful." Come on, there are not many men who are so easy to deceive."

Yu Lu was so excited that she pushed the half-drunk Ye Ling and raised her other hand.

"Miss Yu." In the darkness, a cool voice came.

Su Anqian had already been pulled to the side by the man, looked at Yu Lu with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Hit it down, be careful that your wrist can't stand it, it's easy to break."

A sentence without ups and downs, but like a sharp knife cutting through the wrist.

(End of this chapter)