Make men obedient: Queen's Theory of Evolution

Chapter 9 Will You Marry Me?
She is like a queen, always so strong, so determined and independent, she looks like she doesn't need anyone, and she doesn't need anything.

Although she has entered his world, there is still a vast sky behind her, she can turn around at any time, leave him alone, and continue to fly freely.

Ye Qimei didn't try to contact Cheng Zhidong again, nor did he contact her.

Go to work and live as usual, and after a week, everything returns to the original track of life, as if nothing happened.

But I knew it was different.

She began to suffer from insomnia, and could not be alone. When driving alone, she would often cry because of the glare of the sun. When she saw couples passing by holding hands intimately on the street, she opened her eyes—or stared stubbornly at their backs.

She didn't know what this feeling was. Could it be the legendary lovelorn?But so far she has no sense of the reality of the scene of his final departure. One week is enough for him to fly to any corner of the earth.But she wasn't even interested in guessing whether he was still in this city.

No appetite, no desire to eat.She lost weight rapidly within a week. Ever since Li Yun told her in his ear that she needs someone to take care of her, Lin He has paid 12 points of attention to her every day. Stay, and compulsively drag her out to eat.

When he walked out of the office building, he saw a familiar car. Ye Qimei's first reaction was to frown, but the assistant around him had already started to speak enviously, "Lawyer Ye's boyfriend is so nice, he came to pick him up again today."

"He's not my boyfriend." Over there, Lin He had already got out of the car and walked over, seeing her smiling from afar.

"Qimei, get in the car."

"Lin He, I'm already fine. Didn't I say that I don't need to be picked up?" There was no way to explain, seeing Xiao Mei smiling and waving away, Ye Qi's eyebrows were clear.

"I'm taking you to dinner, and you don't eat anything when you go home. Dr. Li asked me to take good care of you."

Raising his eyebrows and turning his face, Ye Qimei felt that there were some things that he really had to say clearly, "She misunderstood, you don't need to take care of me."

"Qi Mei," Lin He's gentle face revealed a rare firm expression in the twilight, "I've said it before, and I'm happy to do it, do you want me to repeat it again?"

Looking up at the past, no matter how insensitive, no matter how chaotic and tangled her mood these two days, these words moved her.No, she doesn't have the mood to deal with such things now, cutting the mess quickly is more important than anything else.

"Find a quiet place to eat, I have something to tell you."

Smiling, the corners of his mouth curled into a soft arc, "Okay, I'll decide the place."

Ye Qimei nodded directly without entanglement in this boring place.

He ended up driving the car straight home.When getting off the car, Ye Qimei was still puzzled, didn't she say that she was going to eat?Could it be that he saw his unkind complexion, and expected that she would say something unpleasant later, so he backed out directly?

It's not bad if that's the case, he has such an ability to observe words and emotions, so he is still a designer, and he can just hang up the name of a master and save all sentient beings.

"I'll go up first." She pushed the door open.

"Wait a minute." He got out of the car first and opened the back compartment to get something.

Having already stepped out of the car on his own, Ye Qimei stared at the big and small bags in his hands with wide eyes.The white plastic bag, with green onion leaves protruding from it, was completely out of place in his hand, and she wanted to rub her eyes when she saw it.

"What are you doing?"

"Didn't it mean to eat? I asked Dr. Li, and she recommended a few dishes, saying that they are good for your body, so I prepared some. Go upstairs. There is also a soup that was kept warm when I left. Now It should be fine to drink."

"Lin He," originally wanted to sit down and have a good talk, but at the moment she couldn't drag it any longer, Ye Qimei lowered her voice and said clearly, "You can't do this, I will feel very troubled."

Below the building is the central garden. In midsummer, the vegetation is verdant. Through the sparse branches, the wall is a transparent carved iron railing, and the white European-style wind lamp casts a soft light every few meters.A car was turning quickly along the wall, when it braked suddenly and stopped quietly.

Cheng Zhidong was sitting in the driver's seat, with his foot on the brakes, staring at a certain point motionless and having difficulty breathing.

He has had a very hard week.There was no way to delay in Shanghai. After he drove away that day, he flew to the United States the next day.

Leaving her far away and flying to the other side of the earth, but he couldn't sleep every day and night. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw her standing in front of him with cold eyes, and said every word coldly, "Cheng Zhidong, listen carefully, Your child is gone."

Even if he didn't fall asleep, whenever he recalled that scene, he would suddenly suffer from heart wrenching and toss and turn on the bed.

Why?Why did she do that?

Doesn't she understand how much he wants that child, doesn't he understand that what he wants is not only a child, but also the blood connection between her and him that can never be severed?

She turned out to be so cruel, just because she couldn't contact her for just two days, she took it upon herself to kill everything at the very beginning, killing his expectation and joy at the very beginning.

And Lin He.The scene of her staring at the wound on his cheek was repeatedly reproduced in her mind. Didn't she see that the wound on his heart was so serious that he almost collapsed and couldn't hold on to it?

When he arrived in the United States, there were several days of lengthy meetings. The board of directors asked him to return to the headquarters to serve. Some people congratulated others with unpredictable expressions, but he had no time to pay attention, and he was full of irritability.

The chairman is nearly seventy years old and has always had a good relationship with him. Seeing that he was in a bad mood, he insisted on going home for dinner after the meeting.

The old couple persuaded persuasively at the dinner table, "Success, you have been flying around for so many years, and you should be stable. The resolution of the board of directors this time is the best opportunity for you. The economic growth in Asia has slowed down. Go back You will have more room to display your abilities when you go to the headquarters, and you don’t really want to go to Africa, do you?”

His mind was full of her, how could he be in the mood to think about that, and he replied casually, "Africa is not bad, you know me."

Laughed, "I'm sorry, the company hasn't decided whether to develop Africa. Even if you want to, it's not your turn, because you are not suitable for flying around now. You need to settle down and solve the problems that should be solved."

"what is the problem?"

"Success," the old lady finally said, with a graceful voice and some jokes, "Don't you think that when a man reaches a certain age, he will find that there are actually shortcomings in life besides work and sports?"

"What is missing?"

Looking at each other and smiling, the two old men had tacit understanding, "Of course it's a woman."

A woman - he never felt that his character would change because of anything, he was alive and well, he lacked nothing.

But that's because he didn't meet it. If he met it and then lost it, he would really feel that he has become incomplete and has gaps.

Well, he admitted it, even if that woman would drive him crazy, he also admitted it.

Inhaling, he stood up directly to say goodbye.

"I haven't finished eating yet, where are you going?"

"Go back to China."

Confused, "Now?"

"Yes, didn't you say that I'm missing something? In that case, I'd better get her back as soon as possible."

Understood, the old couple immediately stood up to send off, wishing him a smooth journey by the way.

He thought a lot on the plane, anticipating countless scenarios after meeting her again.Not wanting to delay for a second, he went straight to her house as soon as he got off the plane.

But now, all the forces that prompted him to run towards her were completely reversed, and he was pushed back like an overwhelming mountain, overwhelming him so much that he couldn't breathe.

The white European-style wind lamp casts soft light every few meters, through the carved iron fence, separated by the sparse branches, the vegetation is verdant in midsummer, her slender body stands beside the man, she looks up and talks to him, Lin Holding the white plastic bag with both hands, you can vaguely see the green leaves coming out of it, and slightly lowered your head to talk to her. The two of them are intimate, like the returning home couples, or husband and wife that can be seen everywhere in this city. .

Not knowing how to react, Cheng Zhidong still grasped the steering wheel with his hands, his palms were wet and sticky, and he exerted force with his ten fingers. It was obvious that his hands were only on the leather steering wheel, but there was a sharp pain in his chest, as if he was grasping his own heart.

"Qimei, I'm serious." Putting down the things in his hands, Lin He reached out to stop her from continuing.

Suddenly there was a sudden brake and horn sound outside the wall, and the sound was rapid. He instinctively glanced sideways, and Ye Qimei moved.

A little surprised, Lin Heyi stretched out his hand and watched her turn around and run away.

He wanted to chase after him, but when he looked in that direction, he saw a familiar car. A tall man was knocking on the door to get out of the car, and walked to the back of his car. The strides are long, and they appear abrupt in the night.

Cheng Zhidong, or Cheng Zhidong.

It was obviously less than a minute, but he felt that the time was too long. Ye Qimei's running movements became like the processed slow motion in the movie, which seemed endless in front of him.

In fact, she was running very fast, her face was still pale, her chest heaved, and she was short of breath because of running. Although she couldn't hear it, she could tell that she must be breathing quickly, her eyes were fixed on the only target in front of her, and her eyes were eager.

He has never seen such a Ye Qimei. This kind of Ye Qimei can only do this kind of action for one person, and this kind of expression may be for one person.

The things in his hands became heavy, and the strides he took were taken back, and Lin He stood alone on the spot with a wry smile.

Everyone subconsciously feels that he is the center of the world, and that he is the only protagonist in his life, but now he understands that perhaps in Ye Qimei's world, he will always be just an insignificant supporting role. I have never compared anyone with Cheng Zhidong's existence, and what can be compared with may not be love anymore.

After taking one last look at her, he turned around and went upstairs alone, the wry smile on his face was still there, and gradually faded away.

Qi Mei, or because I did not meet you earlier than him, or just because I am not him, in this case, I still wish you happiness.

The sharp braking sound came from a taxi that turned sharply. At this time, Kankan braked behind Cheng Zhidong's car. The driver pressed down the window and stretched out his head, cursing, "You're going to die, stop at the intersection, it's great if the car is good? You have the ability to run sideways." open."

Shocked by the yelling, Cheng Zhidong knocked on the door and got out of the car, walked to the rear of the car, glanced at him, and then gave him a cold look.

There were still a lot of words left unsaid, but when he looked at him like this, the middle-aged driver who had been stuck in the neck suddenly became quiet, retracted his head, reversed the car and disappeared quickly.

He was obviously on an empty street, but he felt chest tightness and lack of oxygen. He wanted to be alone, even if he drove around aimlessly. Where the breathing is a little easier, it must be fine.

When he got in the car and closed the door, he lowered his head and pressed the start button. When he let go of the brake, the front of the car shook slightly.

He didn't think about anything until he ran to his car and saw him bow his head and was about to leave immediately. He frowned. Ye Qimei made a move that he couldn't believe, and slapped his palm on the shiny car. Close the cover, the front cover is very hot, and her voice is cold, "Cheng Zhidong, come down for me."

She stood upright in front of the car, frowning and staring, dressed seriously, and her hair was neatly coiled, but there was an abnormal blush on both sides of her cheeks, her background was pale, and she was out of breath. The side tendons were faintly visible along with her violent breathing that was suppressed as much as possible.

Cheng Zhidong, come down for me.No one had ever spoken to him in such a commanding tone, but she was different, and if it was her, it would be different.

He got out of the car, moving quickly, with both hands, no matter how she reacted, he hugged her tightly first, and yelled, "You are crazy, you were almost killed by me, do you know that if I didn't see you What to do, what will you do if I step on the gas pedal!"

There was a familiar breath in his arms, and his arms were tightly wrapped. She was originally weak and weak, but the last bit of air in her chest was squeezed out, and she yelled back unconvinced while pushing hard with both hands, " Shut up, what right do you have to yell at me, why do you, Cheng Zhidong, shut up."

Anger mixed with many unknown emotions surged up, Cheng Zhidong slammed open the car door with one hand, and grabbed her waist with the other hand before getting into the car.

She was almost thrown into the carriage. Ye Qimei stretched out her legs and kicked her in shock. Before she kicked her feet out, her body was already pressed down by him. The force of the kiss was too strong, her lips and teeth intersected, tightly imprisoning her arm Although the strength was strong, but the skin-to-skin contact sensitively sensed that his fingers kept trembling, he struggled for a while, but he couldn't break free, and tried harder the second time, but her heart ached, she threw her head back and cried.

she cried.

Tears rolled down, and his cheeks were pressed tightly. When the hot liquid touched his skin, he felt like boiling oil was flowing, and the pain was tearing.Frightened for a moment, Cheng Zhidong finally couldn't bear it any longer, buried his face into her shoulder blades, and all anger disappeared, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, forgive me."

He is a principled person, until now he feels that he did nothing wrong, but now she is crying in front of him, crying sadly, all the principles in this world have become rubbish in an instant, there is no principle, and an unconditional apology , as long as she doesn't cry.

Once the tears flowed out, it was like opening a sluice to release a flood. I felt extremely wronged, and I was even more sad when I heard his apology. There was no way to stop. Ye Qimei covered his face as soon as his hands were free, but he couldn't hide it.I cried until I choked my nose, and I was so embarrassed.

Even though the car door was closed, some passers-by still looked at it curiously after the earth-shattering scene just now.Knowing that she didn't like to lose her composure in front of others, Cheng Zhidong put an arm around her and sat her down, then turned and drove.

The speed of the car was very fast, and the scenery on both sides retreated rapidly. She kept crying, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and repeatedly wiped her eyes so hard that half of her face was red, and she looked more pitiful than a kindergarten child.

A little flustered, she kept pulling tissues to her hastily, the intermittent breath was mixed with the sound of blowing her nose, and her sentence was vague, "Stop the car, I want to go home."

The idiot also knew the result of parking at this time, Cheng Zhidong temporarily pretended to be deaf.

"I told you to stop, do you hear me?" She raised her voice a little, but it was a pity that she was crying like this, so she didn't have the slightest momentum to speak of.

When the car finally stopped downstairs in his apartment, Ye Qimei had stopped crying, but she cried so much along the way that even though the tears were wiped off, the choking was still there, her body was sitting upright, but her fingers were tightly entangled, leaking everywhere mood.

He lives in the international community, it is already dinner time, the driveway is quiet and no one is around, and the surrounding lights are soft.

"Qi Mei—" dared not open the car lock, Cheng Zhidong leaned sideways on the driver's seat, struggling to speak, "I'm sorry."

Looking up at him, the corners of Ye Qi's eyebrows and mouth twitched, his voice was soft but clear, "No need."

His heart was flustered again, and she refused to apologize, so what should he do next?
Her eyes were red and swollen, and there were still tears on the eyelashes. When she raised her eyes slightly, a ray of light flashed, "You don't have to apologize, I was also at fault."

Originally speechless, after hearing this sentence, Cheng Zhidong was even more stunned on the spot.

Enough crying, Ye Qimei felt very happy.

I have always felt that I am a rational woman, and I also deal with emotions in an orderly manner.

She is too similar to him, celibate, busy and full of life.So they all thought that they were strong enough, that there were no regrets in life, that that person was just icing on the cake, that they finally found that like-minded partner—just a partner, just a partner.

When they come together, they gather; when they do not, they disperse.

But after this road, what happened?
It is not the same that there are tortures, disagreements, and contradictions, but also anger, cold wars, and then letting go of self-esteem.

I never thought that one day I would lose control and run to his car regardless of my reserve, yell at him in the street, yell at him, cry like a child, and feel very happy after crying.

"Baby—" doubted his hearing, Cheng Zhidong hesitated to confirm.

"I'm sorry, there's something else I want to tell you. Are you in the car? I'm hungry." Finally, she took out a tissue, and she wiped off the gloss on her eyelashes.

Without answering, he reached out to hug her, and the force was so great that she screamed in the car.

The roads in the community are quiet, and there is not much traffic when turning to the main road.

A row of restaurants are hidden in the garden by the waterway. The glass curtain wall is transparent and bright in the quiet night, and looks like small crystal boxes from a distance.

Seeing a familiar car parked on the side of the road, the young lady ran to pull the door with a smile, "Here you are, our chef was just saying that we haven't seen you two for a long time."

When he got out of the car, it was her hand that was originally held, but the more he walked towards the bright light, the more his hands went up, and finally groped all the way from his shoulders to his waist, his brows were furrowed, and his voice changed, "Baby, what are you doing?" You have become so thin, and your bones have come out in just a week, who abused you?"

The young lady covered her mouth and smiled, she was really embarrassed, Ye Qimei stretched out her hand and said, "Don't touch me."

"If I don't touch you, whoever touches you," he said while sitting down and flipping through the menu, "Have you not eaten this week? And what is that damn neighbor doing around you all day?"

This man was jumping back and forth when talking, he was used to it, and wanted to speak, but he turned his face to talk to the young lady, his eyebrows were thick black, he looked at her while talking, and then turned back quickly, he could almost hear the sound of air-conditioning.

"Don't shout so much." He heard his words, and swallowed back what he wanted to say before, but Ye Qimei stopped him immediately.

"Don't listen to her, we have refugees here." He simply closed the menu and handed it to the lady, then turned to face her.

Having been together for so long, in fact, two people are very used to being separated from each other for a long time, let alone a week, even if they don't see each other once a month, it is normal. It seems like a lifetime away.

She stopped talking, she was pale and thin, so how could he be any better?Not as haggard as many.

I want to explain, but I feel that all explanations are false.What can I say?Since you are still in love, any reason is acceptable.

I'm just sorry, I was wrong, in fact, I was wrong, I hurt each other's hearts, and the result was only hurting herself twice.

All the dishes were brought to the table, she was really hungry, she didn't say anything, she buried her head and started to eat.

He was also silent, the paella was full of aroma, the garlic bread was dotted with some green spices, and the baked snails were covered with golden mashed potatoes.

Use a silver table knife to spread mayonnaise on one side of the bread, red paella, pick out fat and tender mussels, light yellow clams, and snail shells covered with sauce fillings, without saying a word, all go to her Heap on the plate.

When eating together, he was always used to pile up all kinds of things. It was definitely not the first time that he did this, but this time his posture was too exaggerated.

Feeling bad, still drinking soup in his mouth, Ye Qimei raised his hand to stop it, staring at his eyes, and mumbled, "Don't come, I can't eat."

"Eat it." There were only two words, and his expression was very serious.

He wanted to stare back, but his stomach and heart, which had been empty for a long time, were filled together, so he frowned, and his eye sockets became sore, fearing that he would lose his composure, Ye Qi lowered his brows and continued to bury his head in eating.

She sighed to herself in front of the mirror in the shower, was she so skinny?Like a refugee?Be careful touching the ribs, it's a little bit, but you can see the bones-is it too exaggerated?

After sighing and stepping into the shower room, the door slammed as soon as the water sounded, covering her body in a hurry, she almost screamed again, "Cheng Zhidong, don't mess around."

He walked in holding Popeye, glanced at her, and frowned, "After washing, I came out to eat, and I ordered a midnight snack."

Watching him go away, Ye Qimei held his breath on his chest for a long time before vomiting it out.

still eat?She didn't even have the energy to scream.

After finally lying down, he didn't speak. In the darkness, through the Popeye T-shirt, he groped slowly with his hands. At first he thought he was going to mess around again, but Ye Qimei stretched out his hand to push her, but he stubbornly stroked her whole body. Then he turned her over, buried his head behind her and sighed.

His cheeks were hidden in the line of his back, and they were pressed too tightly, his breath was hot and heavy, his voice was muffled and hoarse in the darkness, and it was extremely difficult to say a short sentence, "Baby, does it hurt?"

He wanted to turn over, but he hugged her tightly from behind and couldn't move.

I thought about it in my heart, I will show him the report tomorrow, and I will show him the ticket.Of course her body hurts, and she feels wronged. She has had a hard time these days, and she has to be clear about her personality. She wants him to know the beginning and the end.

But at this moment, this extremely powerful man sighed behind him with a hoarse voice, refusing her to turn over, holding her with both hands stubbornly.

The bridge of the nose was sore and soft, spreading to every inch of the nerve endings, and even the fingertips were slightly itchy, unable to turn over, I stretched out my hand to hold his palm and put it on my cheek, and suddenly remembered the night when I kicked everything on the bed to the ground, very Wanting to be hugged, feeling cold, being held in his arms now, feels like I just came back from another world.Not wanting to speak, she tilted her head and kissed his palm lightly.

This sleep has been a long time.

I thought I would have habitual insomnia, but I only needed the missing part to come back, and everything would be back on track.She still fell asleep very quickly, and her fists fell lightly on his palm, and his body was also satisfied, naturally and happily leaving her a perfect position in his arms.

The last thing that woke Ye Qimei up was the persistent ringing of the phone. Her whole body was encircled in his arms and she couldn't move. Still fell to the ground.

Pushing him, Cheng Zhidong let go with sleepy eyes, and finally picked it up to connect. The assistant Xiao Mei said anxiously, "Lawyer Ye, the client who has an appointment is here. Are you on the way? She asked how long you have to wait?"

She looked at the time, and then rested her wrist on her forehead and moaned. The ancients said that a beauty is a disaster, and she will always be on the side of the emperor. She is deeply touched now.

In a hurry to get up and get dressed, he turned over and hugged her waist.

"Let go, I'm going to work."

"Don't go, take a day off."

"Rest? I have an appointment with the client, it's very important."

"Don't do it, I will support you."

There was no answer, she put one hand and five fingers together, and pressed against his forehead very simply, with so much strength that he leaned back and woke up completely.

"Don't do it, I will support you." This was her answer.

In the morning light, her beautiful eyes were still slightly red. She just sat up, her hair was loosely scattered on her shoulders, and she didn't have the usual neat look at all.

Already sober, knowing that he said something wrong, but it was his truth.

Qi Mei is different, but sometimes he really hopes that she will be like other women, accept the love of men with peace of mind, and enjoy leisure at home. He is not a young man, since he said so, he will definitely be able to let her live. live your best life.

She is like a queen, always so strong, so determined and independent, she looks like she doesn't need anyone, and she doesn't need anything.

Although she walked into his world, there was still a vast sky behind her. She could turn around at any time, leave him alone, and continue to fly freely.

This kind of her—he would feel very insecure.

Putting on her clothes neatly, a little wrinkled, forget it, she will explain, once again getting herself in order at a fighting speed, Ye Qimei hurried out.

"Wait a minute." He moved faster, "I'll see you off."

"No, I'll call a car. It's been like this for the past few days." It's just flat shoes, and she adjusted the heels.

"Where's your car?" Cheng Zhidong held onto her arm while grabbing the car keys, feeling a little strange.

"It crashed, and it's being repaired."

He had already walked to the elevator, and was shocked when he heard the words, "Crash? How did it happen? When did it happen?"

"A car accident, it happened two days before you came back from the Philippines."

"Car accident!" The voice in the elevator was too loud and there was an echo. She covered her ears and looked at him with a condemning expression.

"Why didn't you tell me about the car accident, where did you get hurt?" After speaking, he suddenly remembered what he saw downstairs that day, and his voice became hoarse, Cheng Zhidong had a complicated expression, "Qi Mei, you—"

"It was my own problem. I was not in good health at the time, and I was rushing to the airport, so the accident happened." It still hurts to think about it, but now is not a good time to talk about these things, she said.

"What are you doing at the airport? Since you are not in good health, what are you doing at the airport?" The elevator door opened, and she walked out first, but he grabbed her.

Frowning, but seeing his expression when he looked up, his heart was sour again. With his head on one side and his forehead resting on his shoulder, Ye Qimei said in a low voice, "I'm very worried and want to go to the Philippines."

If he still wanted to move forward, he would not let go no matter what.

"I have an appointment with the client, Zhidong, Zhidong." Begging for mercy.

His heart ached, his throat constricted, and he couldn't think at all for a moment.

There is only one thought, to keep her, forever, at all costs.

The lobby of the serviced apartment was quiet and no one was there. The security guard looked curiously at the gate. He hugged her tightly, brushed his cheek against her, and pleaded in his voice, "Baby, let's get married, shall we?"

This isn't the first time she's heard of a marriage proposal.

Candlelight dinner, roses, the brother opened the small velvet box on the dining table, looking forward to it.

What about her answer?
I'm sorry, I don't want to get married, I'm not married.

When she finally slammed the door and left, the senior brother yelled at her, "Unmarriageism? Don't use such bad excuses to perfuse me, Ye Qimei, I'll wait to see you never get married in your life!"

It seems that it happened in the previous life, but at this time, the memory is actually clear and accurate.

How to answer?He is Cheng Zhidong, her robber, the man who makes her happy and makes her cry.

"Zhidong—" his voice softened, and he stretched out his hand to push, but he didn't let go.

"Promise me first." He had a tough posture.

Angry and funny, how could anyone propose like this?This is called forced marriage, okay?

She wanted to fight for freedom again, but this man's chest was so warm that it melted her body and her heart.Her neck drooped, and she leaned against his shoulder. There was a mirage in front of her eyes. The past and the future were intertwined, and her thoughts were turbulent. She should be proud that what she subdued was an eagle.

"Baby!" Feeling anxious, he hugged her tightly.

"You really know what you're talking about?" Confirm.

Insulted, he frowned, "I'm proposing, and I speak Chinese wrong? You know my Chinese is not good, can I speak English?"

He wanted to laugh again, wanted to restrain the smile, but couldn't control his neck, and nodded slightly in the hollow of his shoulder.

Suspecting that there was something wrong with his perception, he let go of her shoulder, and Cheng Zhidong stretched out his arms to look directly at her, steadfastly staring at her.

Waking up as soon as the body was separated, Ye Qi raised his eyebrows, "Don't be impulsive, we'll talk about it at night."

ah?This kind of answer?Cheng Zhidong collapsed.

Rushing to the office anxiously, the assistant Xiao Mei stood at the door and looked around, and saw her running over while exhaling, "Lawyer Ye, I thought something happened to you again."

Cheng Zhidong also jumped out of the car and grabbed her from behind, "Don't walk so fast, you will fall."

"I'm an adult." After returning to normal, Ye Qimei dialed back.

"I have to eat lunch, and I will pick you up in the evening."

"You? I'll be home by the time you finish your work."

Enraged to death by her, he shouted again, "I told you to come pick you up, okay!"

She got used to it, and before he could speak, she covered her ears, one hand was still in his palm, and the remaining hand covered it in vain.The assistant's face paled as she watched from the side, this situation - secretly biting her finger, it hurts, it's not a dream.

Mr. Bandit finally left, Ye Qimei turned his head and walked quickly into the building, Xiao Mei followed hard, "Lawyer Ye, there is no need to rush, Miss Yin has already left."

She stopped, and she sighed, "Really? She should be angry after being late for so long, then I'll go up and call to apologize, and then I'll make a trip myself."

"No, she wasn't angry, she just said she was a little uncomfortable and went back first. Yes, she said that the driver will come to pick you up and go to her house for a talk."

Already in the elevator, Ye Qimei glanced sideways at her upon hearing this, "Driver?"

"Yeah." Nodding vigorously, Xiao Mei's expression was dreamy, "Miss Yin is very temperamental, and she is also beautifully dressed, you will know it when you see it."

Yeah?Xiaomei has been working with her for several years, and she has seen many celebrities and wives. It is rare to hear her praise a woman who has only met once. With a frown, Ye Qimei walked out of the elevator while thinking, and walked into the office immediately. Turn on the computer and look through the data.

As soon as I opened the preliminary documents for this entrustment, the inside line rang, and the assistant's voice said, "Lawyer Ye, Ms. Yin's driver has arrived. Do you want him to wait?"

The basic information popped up on the screen. It was very simple. There was only one point that made her raise her eyebrows slightly. It turned out that the divorce was initiated by the woman. This Miss Yin is indeed different.

He bowed his head and answered the assistant, "Tell him I'll be right there."

After she finished speaking, she closed the computer. There was a spare suit in the closet. She reached out to take it out and put it on again. When she walked out, she raised her hand to tuck her bangs behind her ears.

Miss Yin who is different from others, she also began to look forward to it.

It's a female driver who wears white gloves while driving and doesn't talk much.

Ye Qimei was also preoccupied, looking out of the window in a daze.

The car drove straight to the outskirts of the city, with large areas of green, waterways on the side, and good air. She pressed the car window a little and took a deep breath.

"Be careful of the strong wind." The driver reminded in a low voice, and slowed down a little thoughtfully.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Zhang, I'll close it."

The front couldn't help laughing, "This sounds too uncomfortable, Lawyer Ye don't have to be so polite, just call me brother."

"Brother?"

"My name is Zhaodi, and everyone calls me brother."

There are many names like this, so I answered casually, "Brother Zhao, do you have any younger brother?"

"No, but there are Brother Pan and Brother Ying." After speaking, both of them laughed, and then sighed.

After sighing, the driver spoke again, a little hesitant this time, "Lawyer Ye, will you definitely get a divorce after a lawsuit?"

Strange, she looked straight through the rearview mirror.

"Actually, sir is not bad—" she continued in a low voice, but halfway through her speech, she felt that she shouldn't, so she fell silent.

Fortunately, we have already arrived. The villa area is hidden at the end of the road. The gate is wide open. When the car comes close, the crossbar is automatically raised, and the security guard salutes from the side. There is a large area of ​​vegetation, and the next building is only a long distance away.

This place is good. Husband and wife argue late at night, even if they kill in anger to vent their anger, no one can hear them.

The house is light gray, there is a lawn at the entrance, and flowers are planted. In midsummer, it is pink, white and pink, which is very beautiful.The garage door opened automatically, the driver parked the car, and an aunt in a white work uniform came out to greet her, "Brother, you are back, my wife is waiting."

Adi came over and opened the door, "This is Sister Zhang, Lawyer Ye, please get out of the car."

Sister Zhang was obviously much more talkative than Brother A, and she talked all the way from the side door of the garage to the big house.

"Miss Lawyer, please persuade our wife not to divorce. If a couple doesn't quarrel, even if the husband is wrong, he can correct it. Husband and wife are enemies, so why don't we make room?"

It felt a bit unbelievable. Generally, if the parties decided to invite her, they would basically have reached the point where fire and water could not be tolerated, and turned against each other. This family is good. Before seeing the parties, two people persuaded her to make peace.

The door of the reception room was ajar, and a female voice was heard before entering, "Is this Lawyer Ye? Please come in and sit down."

On the other side of the reception room is a transparent glass row door. There is a garden behind the house, where the green grass spreads gently and extends to a calm lake.The sun was shining brightly, and a slender figure stood up from the sofa, and reached out to hold her first, with strong fingers and slightly cool fingertips.

Looking at Miss Yin squarely, Xiao Mei's words were confirmed.

She has short hair, a pretty face, and a slightly rounded chin. When I met her, my eyes were calm, and I couldn't tell that she was a woman who was undergoing a marriage change. She really had a temperament, the kind she admired.

"Hi, my name is Yin Ru." She smiled slightly, and motioned for her to sit down.

"Hello, I'm Ye Qimei. I'm late this morning, and I've delayed your time. I'm sorry." Nodding her head, Ye Qimei apologized first.

"It's okay, I just have more time now." She smiled bitterly and asked Sister Zhang to pour her tea.

"I have read the entrustment, can you tell me more about the content of the lawsuit? If it is a property issue, is there an agreement?"

"Property is not a problem, I just hope that the divorce can be judged as soon as possible."

"Does the other party disagree?"

She was silent.

That's right, I would like to hire a lawyer if you like.It's a bit cruel to ask after thinking about it, but this is a necessary procedure, "Is there any domestic violence?"

Smiling, Yin Ru's sleeves were wide and soft covering her wrists, and she gently opened them at this moment, "Does this count?"

A circle of red marks is still very eye-catching, Ye Qi frowned, "What about other places? Did you go to the hospital for an injury check? This can be used as evidence."

There were footsteps outside, very quickly, and then the door was pushed open with a bang, "Yin Ru, don't even think about it!"

Frightened, Ye Qimei subconsciously stood up and turned around.

A dark-skinned man rushed in, with big strides, and came in front of the two of them in a few menacing steps.

Feeling bad, she rushed to speak, "Sir, domestic violence is illegal."

As if he had just noticed her existence, the man squinted his eyes and looked over with a dangerous voice, "Are you that lawyer?"

"Yes, I'm a lawyer." She leaned back a little, but she remained calm.

"Okay." He also rolled up his sleeves.

With the bag at hand, Ye Qimei's first reaction was to get an electric baton for self-defense, but the man's next words left her speechless.

The sleeves were rolled up, and the red marks on the strong arms were criss-crossed. The appearance was miserable, "Domestic violence, right? Please tell her again, this is illegal!"

"Ignore him, let's go out and talk." Ignoring her husband, Yin Ru pulled her out.

"Stop for me." The man stretched out his hand to pull.

"Lian Yun, let go."

He had a loud voice and stern words, but when he passed by, he could clearly see the eagerness in his eyes. He didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but he reminded himself of someone.

Always reacting quickly, Ye Qimei raised his hand to stop him from continuing, "Mr. Lian, let me know the general situation first?"

"You're a lawyer, what do you need to know? I don't agree to a divorce."

"I haven't decided whether to accept the commission yet, but I just want to chat with Miss Yin first."

"She's Mrs. Lian!"

The voice was so loud, the two women covered their ears at the same time, and then looked at each other with more sympathy in their eyes.

In the end, he managed to get away because Lian Yun's phone rang violently. He didn't let go, he pressed it off, but it rang again.

Yin Ru sneered, "Aren't you afraid of killing people?"

Angrily, he put the phone directly into her hand, "Listen yourself."

Pat away, "I'm not interested."

Feeling like watching a play, Ye Qimei finally couldn't help looking at her watch. Her time was precious, and her curiosity was exhausted. She reached for the phone that kept ringing, "I listen?"

When no one answered her, she really listened.

The answer was a series of local dialects, the voice was loud and urgent, but fortunately she understood roughly, "Mr. Lian, you have to answer this call."

The other two people who were still competing with each other looked over at the same time, and she continued calmly, "It seems that there is a problem in your construction site. If you don't answer it, it may really cause death."

Lian Yun left in a hurry, and before he left, he stared at the two women in turn with warning eyes. After he disappeared, Yin Ru sighed, and then smiled at her embarrassedly.

The woman in front of him returned to the calm and beautiful look when he first met, and felt incredible, Ye Qi raised his eyebrows, "Are you really going to divorce?"

"Let's go out and talk." She went out.

Yin Ru's driving gestures are crisp and proficient, and when he reverses, he is very manly, and he bangs on the accelerator.

No matter how you look at it, she will not be a laid-back housewife, and the cafes she chooses are full of professionals, surrounded by high-spirited voices, and no one sits around with a magazine and a cup of tea during tea time, even if she is alone The one who came also held the notebook with his fingers flying like flying, and kept busy without looking up.

Looking around, Yin Ru let out a long breath, her voice was very low, as if she was talking to herself, "How busy, but I miss it."

Feeling that this entrustment is very interesting, Ye Qimei confirmed again, "Do you really want a divorce? I will not interfere in the quarrel between husband and wife."

Looking at her squarely, Yin Ru's eyes dimmed, "We fell in love and got married."

"Then what you need is not me." Looking at the time, I want to hear her story, but the working hours are fine, she is not a marriage psychologist.

The wrist was cold, it was Yin Ru's fingers, and he squeezed it lightly, very forcefully, "Don't worry, I want a divorce."

"That's not domestic violence." Point out the facts.

"Yes." She nodded.

"Have you been separated for more than two years?" It doesn't look like that either.

"No, but see him no more than once a month."

It is indeed a problem, but there are many couples like this, "This can't be a reason for divorce. He lives with other people?"

She was silent, then shook her head slightly, "No."

"Are you sure?" There are many parties involved. The husband already has three families outside. She thought that the other party was just busy with his career. On the phone, she felt sorry for his hard work, and she regretted that she could not share the pressure.

Yin Ru looked up, feeling depressed, "Not sure."

Sigh, can't trust, this is the source of the collapse.

"I got a call from another woman, more than once."

"Is there a recording?"

"No, she's not a problem."

"Then what's the problem?"

"I miss who I used to be, I lost myself in the marriage, and that's the problem."

He wanted to say something, but Ye Qimei finally sighed.

"Don't worry," Yin Ru looked at the time, "I know your charging standard, all talking time will be paid as usual."

Very well, she likes her job, and she likes such parties even more.

Yin Ru speaks concisely and is good at summarizing, even her own story is easy to tell.

She worked for McKinsey before her marriage and is a well-known corporate consultant in the industry. She ranks high in Asia and has flown all over the world in her early thirties.

Each project is in a different country, and the working hours range from a few weeks to a few months. Others see it as scary, but she enjoys it.

Also, only when you enjoy it can you excel, and anyone who feels hard is entering the wrong line.

She graduated from the best university abroad, worked in the best company in the industry, and her friends are recognized elites in all walks of life. She is outstanding and deserves to be an international person.

Lian Yun is just the opposite. He was born and raised in China. His grandparents and parents were all businessmen. He relied on his intuition to stand firm and grow in this troubled world. A natural businessman, to put it nicely, he is a successful private industrialist. To put it badly, that is Farmer Entrepreneur.

From real estate to industry, the company has become a group, and there are more and more problems in management. If he wants to continue, he needs world-class management experts to reorganize the company structure.

The best management consulting company, the best expert team, the final result is satisfactory.The company has a new look, and he has a life partner.

"You gave up your past life voluntarily." Ye Qimei pointed out calmly.

"Yes, no one can bear to have a quick date at the airport, and even such a date is not guaranteed, marriage requires sacrifice."

"So it was you who sacrificed."

Yin Ru smiled wryly, "I am conquered, and I yearn to stay together forever."

"The results of it?"

"Life is extremely boring, his group has become international, and I am like a trapped animal at home."

"Have you not communicated? Or you can also take care of the business with him."

"The Lian family is extremely conservative. They have to sign an agreement before marriage and are not allowed to participate in any company business."

Surprised, Ye Qimei couldn't believe it, "You also sign for such a powerless and humiliating country?"

Yin Ru bowed her head, her expression unbearable, "Lawyer Ye."

"Call me Qimei."

"Qimei, have you ever loved someone deeply?"

This time it was her turn to bow her head and sighed softly.

At the same time, Cheng Zhidong had finished the meeting, and everyone walked out of the meeting room one after another.

Daisy walked with the folder in her arms, but was stopped from behind, "Daisy, put your things in my office."

ah?Anything else?She turned around and agreed, sighing secretly in her heart.

When I walked into the office, I saw him frowning and looking at the computer with a complicated expression.

what happened again?Feeling a bit cold behind her intuition, Daisy said carefully, "Cheng Zong, what's the matter?"

"Do you have a boyfriend?" He asked directly.

Why did she suddenly become concerned about her private life, and became even more uneasy, not knowing how to answer better, hesitated for a while and decided to tell the truth, "Yes."

"Okay," he nodded, "if he proposes, will you answer, don't be impulsive, let's talk about it tonight?"

ah?What kind of problem is this?Daisy had dark lines on her face.

"What's wrong? Is this answer normal?"

My mind is messed up, boss, are you suddenly asking me for a brain teaser?But he looked straight at her, feeling a strong sense of oppression, so she had no choice but to answer, so she insisted, "Cheng Zong, who is proposing?"

"I."

"Huh?" It was too scary, Daisy was stunned.

"Daisy." Before she could reply, Cheng Zhidong began to emphasize his tone, and after thinking about it, he added, "Don't be impulsive, we'll talk about it at night, does that mean you don't want to?"

Did someone answer you like that?I really want to ask this question. If it is true, she really wants to get acquainted with that woman immediately. She can say such a calm sentence in the face of her boss' marriage proposal, and her ability to resist pressure is so strong. It must be a mountain collapse in front of her. A god who does not change color.

When Ye Qimei returned to the office, it was close to the end of get off work time, and the assistant was ready to leave work, but she had no intention of leaving at all, she lay down by the window and looked down persistently.

"What are you looking at?" A little curious, she also walked over.

Turning around suddenly to take a breath, as if she had done something bad and was caught on the spot, Xiao Mei's eyes were rounded.

Sighing, "It's not that early, he really wants to see it, you have to wait until seven o'clock at least."

Stuttered, "I, I didn't want to see the gentleman in the morning."

"Then are you waiting for a miracle to tell you what vegetables to buy today?" Laughing, Ye Qimei patted her on the shoulder, "It's time for short ribs, so don't go yet."

"Oh." A little disappointed, Xiaomei grabbed her bag, thinking about it, she couldn't be reconciled, she stretched her head over and whispered, "Did someone else chase after me?"

What's the meaning?Ye Qimei turned to look at her.

"The gentle handsome guy from before is gone?"

Only then did I think of my poor neighbor. Forgive her. A woman will never have time to think about a man who has no feelings for him except when she has to.

However, people have tried to save her several times, and there is no credit or hard work, and the pursuit is clear. She does not believe that there are living Bodhisattvas in the world who insist on doing good deeds every day without asking for rewards.

When people live to a certain age, sometimes they may not be able to figure out exactly what they want, but it is relatively easy to understand what they don't want.

It's a pity, Lin He is good, but she doesn't like it.

"Just friends." She explained casually, and urged the little gossip in front of her, "Don't leave, why don't you stay and work overtime with me?"

"Oh, I still have a lot of things to do when I think about it. It's too late for me to leave. I'll leave now. Goodbye." Upon hearing the word overtime, Xiao Mei walked faster than the wind.

Looking at her back, she shook her head and smiled. In fact, after talking with Yin Ru, she had been a little distracted, but as soon as she sat down at the desk and started busying, there were many things, and she couldn't stop thinking. Suddenly, her heart calmed down. , I feel very solid.

It's no wonder that others seem to have fun when they go home, but she works harder and harder. Work makes her very happy, and what's more, she doesn't share short ribs with anyone when she goes home.

Smiling at myself on the screen, short ribs are very convenient, but finding someone to share with them is extremely difficult, but if you can see clearly, that is not something to envy.

Thinking of Yin Ru again, what is she doing now?Sitting in that empty big room waiting for Miss Zhang to serve?That man is very successful and very busy. It's not that he doesn't want to be together, it's that he can't.

When she is busy, she can't have time to think about other things. In other words, it's the same for men. It's impossible to think about a woman every minute. This is a matter of course.

Unless he is passionately in love, temporarily obsessed with ghosts, or he has no other content in his life, the result of being too free, he has to think about it.

Sure enough, the housewives are the worst. They have no other way to distract their energy. Every time they wash a dish, they think a lot. The husband is mediocre by his side every day and hates him for not having a career. Feng Hou, holding a bowl in his hand, no one can smash it when he complains.

The phone at hand rang, and when I picked it up, "Hello", Cheng Zhidong said, "Baby, what are you doing?"

The corners of the mouth couldn't help but curl up, there was no way, it was a natural reaction, "I'm busy."

"Still busy, I'm here." He spoke quickly.

"Okay, I'll be right there." Turning off the computer, his face flashed across the black screen.

Nothing to worry about, she knows what she wants.

Cheng Zhidong waited outside the car.

In the summer evening, there was a sweet smell in the warm air, and the Q7 was tall. He leaned there and stared at the sidewalk in a daze.

The sidewalks were just passers-by hurrying off work. When she walked past, she walked slowly, and he didn't realize until he was beside her.

"Hi." She smiled.

He stretched out his hand to embrace her, and pressed his palm on her thin shoulder for a moment, then let go, "Get in the car."

"Where to go?"

"Have a meal."

The tone of his answer seems to be justified, he is used to the appearance of controlling everything, few people around him would talk to her like this, but he is Cheng Zhidong.

Cheng Zhidong is different, because she likes a person. When she likes someone, she feels good no matter what he does. Xiaomei said with a dreamy expression before marriage, "Why do I think his farts are cute."

I thought she was crazy at the time, but now I know it's love.

Smiling while thinking, the briefcase was placed in front of him, and his knees were habitually close together, leaning slightly towards him.

"It's all off work, why are you still holding the bag?" He stretched out his hand to grab it. His hand was long, and he easily put it on the back seat and turned around. The empty knee was full again, and Ye Qi's eyebrows and eyes widened.

A large bouquet of champagne roses, rare.

Looking up, she saw this man looking straight at her, with a suspicious expression on his face, but she wouldn't ask at this moment, "Are you blushing?" She also hoped that she would live a long life.

"Thank you."

He grunted, not knowing what to say.

The traffic was rolling outside the window, he looked at the car ahead, looked at him attentively from the side, and the one being watched muttered, "What are you looking at?"

"Would you like to come to my place today?" Her sentence was simple.

ah?He turned to look back, eyes full of doubts.

her home?Of course he was familiar with that place, but it was only downstairs. She had never invited him to her boudoir, and he never thought of mentioning it.

"I've booked a restaurant and I have something to tell you."

"I also have something to tell you, the restaurant is not important, I can also cook."

The second half of the sentence is the key point. The restaurant was abandoned on the spot, and he nodded violently.

The so-called I can cook, his original expectation was simple fried rice.

However, under her command, the car detoured into the small road on the side of the community. There was a hole in it, and the bazaar was noisy and lively. Some vegetable farmers even spread their stalls along the road. It was very late, but there was still a lot of people inside. There is endless vitality in the shallow plastic basin as big as a vat, and the endless chatter of chickens and ducks. The vegetable stalls are covered with green leaves, bright red peppers, and white garlic. The one with the bag walked out in a hurry.

She was carrying a briefcase and looked at the stalls one by one, as if she was strolling in the garden. The aunt behind the vegetable stall greeted warmly, "The eggplants are old and fresh today, come and see."

He had never been in this kind of place before, Cheng Zhidong felt that he had entered another world when he stepped in.She was the only one dangling in front of her eyes. Wearing a suit, she skillfully picked eggplants. The long strips of eggplants were bright purple and smooth, and they held a strong contrast in her hands. Ye Qimei, it doesn't match——

Cut, do you think you are a good fit here?Everyone has the same vision.

Both of them are abrupt, and there are seductive scenery to see, who cares about chicken, duck and fish.The necks of men, women and children around them turned with their footsteps, and it was exciting to watch.

After returning home, the car stopped at a familiar place, he picked up things, his hands were full and he turned around to remind, "Don't forget the flowers."

It's a big bunch, it's really exaggerated to hold it in your hand. The old men and women who are familiar with each other in the community walked by each other, a little embarrassed, Ye Qi lowered his brows, and buried his face in it.

The old man laughed, and was pushed, "Look at the young couple, why have I never seen you send me flowers?"

"Who said I won't give it away? Didn't I buy a pot yesterday."

"Oh, the cauliflower that I buy every day is also counted as flowers."

The nagging jokes drifted away in the evening wind, and they were speaking in Shanghai dialect, Cheng Zhidong didn't understand at all, seeing her standing still, he walked around the front of the car and urged, "Baby, let's go."

Looking up at him, the night was soft, the way he was carrying the dishes was a bit funny, but she saw it and felt very happy.

"Okay." Curling the corners of her eyes, she responded with a smile.

In her imagination, her home should have a minimalist post-modern style, with clean and neat lines, but Cheng Zhidong was stunned when he opened the door. It turned out to be far from the imagination.

The furniture is warm log color, each room is pasted with different color wallpapers, the living room is creamy white with delicate patterns, while the dining room is orange, it looks very appetizing.

A pair of beige slippers stood upright at the front of the shoe cabinet. She bent down to change them, and opened the cabinet to look at him.

There are slippers, on the lowest floor, some with white background and blue border, others with blue background and white border. He smiled, "Whatever you want." Cheng Zhidong bent down to get it by himself.

The kitchen was open, and she was busy in it, with the sound of water splashing, her hands kept on, and she didn't forget to turn her head to look at him, "Come and help."

I had already started to feel fantastic, but now my heart has settled down and I feel at ease.

Fortunately, although she was a little frightened, Ye Qimei was still Ye Qimei, she didn't become another person.

The dishes are simple, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, fish-flavored eggplant, and loofah egg soup. She gestures skillfully, and he is dazzled by one side. He also carefully washes the rice in his hands according to her instructions. .

When I put it in the electric pot, I was not sure about the water level, so I held up the pot and asked her, "Is this okay?"

Looking sideways, Ye Qimei burst out laughing, "Bandit, do you want to cook porridge?"

That's not okay, I understand, she turned her head to pour water, she was heating up the pot, caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye, couldn't help but turn off the fire and came to grab his hand, "Don't pour it, the water is gone."

The kitchen is not big, so she changed into a light green blouse when she got home, and her long hair was tied up casually.

There was a faint smell of oily smoke. Although the air conditioner was turned on, the kitchen was still hot. There was a fragrance on her body, mixed with such a worldly smell, it was unbelievably wonderful.The slender body brushed against his chest, soft fingers pressed against his wrist, and there was a smile in his voice.

The chest was full, and there was a feeling that something was about to overflow, and he grabbed her with his back, and hugged her in his arms amidst the exclamation, "I love you, baby, let's get married."

This time I used an affirmative sentence, categorically.

The body is held in his arms, the nose is full of familiar smells, I really want to remind him, hey, don't you know that I eat soft and not hard?But my heart was so happy that I couldn't speak.Giving up struggling, she relaxed her body motionless, enjoying the hug.

Breathing heavily, her lips found hers, and kissed her hard. At the end, she emphasized again in her panting, "Marry."

"The robber," he replied while calming down, raised his eyes and stared at him, but unfortunately he lost all momentum, saw that he lowered his head and was about to kiss him again, and hurriedly blocked it with his hands, his expression became a little more serious this time, and finally got him to look directly at him.

Originally, I wanted to talk at the dinner table, but I didn't expect this man to be so impatient. Forget it, she overestimated this man's patience.

"We can be together." She said with certainty.

"You agreed?" There was light in his eyes, very bright.

"I said together." She emphasized the word, then looked at his expression, smiled and reached out to hook his neck.

Really, standing here and discussing, she needs to stand on tiptoe.

"Listen, I love you too and want to be with you."

"So let's get married," he concluded immediately.

"What keeps two people together is because we both want to be together, not marriage, don't you understand?"

"I don't know."

When it didn't make sense, she started to get angry, "Forget it if you don't understand."

"That's it? You don't want to get married?" His voice became louder. Yes, he has been single for many years, and he is celibate, but that's because no one made him have this desire.Women, humans have evolved for thousands of years, and men finally know that you are not appendages, but now you have to stride over men and directly treat them as appendages, isn't this too cruel?

"Qimei, I want to be with you forever. Marriage is to spend a lifetime together. I know exactly what I'm talking about."

"Marriage is just a piece of paper, nothing can be guaranteed. You like challenges. You are definitely not a man who can stay in a certain place for a long time. Will you change your life style for marriage? Even if you change, I think you will definitely be there In the years to come, I slowly resented this decision. Similarly, it is impossible for me to completely give up my life to cater to yours, because I gave up everything for another person. They are all living in the shadows, which is extremely sad."

Is this what a woman should say after hearing a marriage proposal?Furious, Cheng Zhidong turned around and walked out.

His heart ached and he wanted to hold him back, but Ye Qimei bit his lip and couldn't hold back.

Yin Ru has learned from the past, how can she repeat the same mistakes, such a powerful and excellent woman collapsed in her marriage, she has self-knowledge.

But she wants to be with him, very much, or they will gradually explore a new model in the constant getting along, but it takes time and is full of unknown dangers.

Zhidong, I can promise to be together, as for the others, it's too early now, do you understand?It's too early.

The door slammed shut, and then there was a long silence. The light on the stove was still on, and she turned around slowly. It was clearly a steaming kitchen, but there was one person missing, and she suddenly felt cold and empty.

After standing in a daze for a while, there was another soft sound outside the door, and he ran to open it. The lights in the corridor were very bright, and he stood at the door and took a deep breath.

Without speaking, she stepped out and hugged his waist, her cheeks were pressed tightly, and her arms were strong.

"Okay." He sighed, stretched out his hand to stroke her long hair, and closed the door behind his back after entering.

She clung tightly and refused to raise her head, her voice was a little muffled, "Why are you back?"

Alas, he looked like a koala hanging on him, and his mouth was still stiff, Cheng Zhidong sighed, "I'm starving to death when I come back to eat, and besides, I cooked today's meal, it would be a pity if I didn't eat it."

I didn't mention the marriage proposal anymore, but that night Cheng Zhidong suffered from insomnia and kept tossing and turning on the bed. When Ye Qimei woke up in the middle of the night, his eyes were still wide open in the dark. The room was cool and quiet, heavy with sleepiness, and Ye Qimei's eyebrows were blurred Asked, "Why don't you sleep?"

He stretched out his hand, hugged him very carefully, and said in a low voice, "I'm thinking about something, go to sleep, I'm here."

Feeling relieved, but also really sleepy, she moved a little in his arms, and she fell asleep again.

(End of this chapter)