The end of the marriage: the CEO's husband is too dangerous

Chapter 4 Waiting for Me to Marry You
The little girl cried and raised her head. Under her neat bangs, her big black eyes were watery and her face was a little white, but she still couldn't hide her cute aura.

Mu Li's body shook suddenly, and the bag in her hand fell to the ground. She couldn't help but stepped forward and followed the maid who was hugging the child, staggering along the way, as if she would fall with every step.

The maid carried the child into the courtyard, and Mu Li stopped outside the courtyard, hiding behind the lush flowers and trees. Seeing Lin Jinqian pick up the child, he showed a rare smile and hugged and coaxed him patiently.

The little girl kept crying, "I want to find my mother, I want my mother, father, I want my mother."

Lin Jinqian's indifferent voice came, "Little Xi, you will have a mother soon, and your mother will come to see you soon."

The little girl cried and rubbed her teary eyes, and murmured complainingly, "But my mother never comes to see me, doesn't she know that Xiaoxi misses her very much?"

Lin Jinqian stopped talking, and pitifully wept away the tears for the little girl, called the servant over, explained a few words, and asked the servant to carry the little girl into the house.

He was the only one left in the courtyard, and Mu Li almost rushed out of the bush in a panic, standing in front of Lin Jinqian trembling uncontrollably, and asked in a hoarse and choked voice: "That child—"

"That's the child of the Lin family." Lin Jinqian picked up the tea, and the top-quality blue and white tureen cup produced by JDZ, the porcelain body is delicate and smooth, reflecting Mu Li's pale face, "Your child died five years ago, you Forgot? Or do you want to keep the shame, so that the Lin family and Mu family can't hold their heads up for the rest of their lives?"

Mu Li's face was almost transparent in an instant. She staggered and took two steps back. In late autumn, the sweet-scented osmanthus still had a residual fragrance. Under those turbulent memories.

Lin Jinqian seemed to think that she didn't believe what he said, and added, "About this child, you can ask your father, anyone in the Mu family, or even your old lover, my brother, Lin Yisheng."

Mu Li raised his eyes to look at Lin Jinqian, he was still sitting in the wheelchair coldly, his face was expressionless when he mentioned the past, Mu Li pressed his lips tightly, turned his head and left Lihuaxi as if fleeing.

The car was driving fast along the spacious road by the sea, and the picture of the little girl crying looking for her mother flickered in front of my eyes.

It was like a thorn, piercing deeply into Mu Li's already scarred heart.

She was driving in a daze, and she didn't even notice when a car was approaching. When she realized it, she stepped on the brakes, and there was a harsh sound, and the car stopped in the middle of the road.

The distance from the oncoming car is less than ten centimeters.

She pressed the steering wheel tightly, feeling a little out of breath, and the sound of a child crying and calling mother/was in her ears, which became louder and louder...

Those rotten and scabbed wounds were open again.

At this time, a handsome man got off from the opposite car and walked towards Muli slowly and hesitantly. His expression was stunned, and the expectation in his eyes was gradually replaced by surprise. He clenched his hands unconsciously, restraining his pain. He called out, "Ali—"

Mu Li raised his head stiffly, his face was as pale as paper, and he looked at the man outside the car. His palms were sweating, and his hands holding the steering wheel were trembling uncontrollably.

"It's really you, Ali?" The handsome man almost wept with joy, the pain in his eyes seemed to overflow, "As soon as I heard that you were coming back, I immediately came to look for you, I didn't expect to meet you here , that's great, that's great."

Mu Li looked at the handsome man who was staring at her obsessively in the cold wind, lowered his eyes, forced out the mist in his eyes, let out a deep breath, opened the door and got out of the car just now, faced him indifferently, smiled slightly, and said: "Ah Sheng, long time no see, stay safe."

Lin Yisheng couldn't help but tremble because of her simple greeting, and looked at the person in front of him without blinking.

It was late autumn, she was wearing a white cotton shirt and a long gray skirt, Lin Yisheng felt a little dizzy, seeing her seemed like a world away.

He took a few steps forward and couldn't wait, but Mu Li stepped back calmly, keeping a safe distance from him.

Lin Yisheng frowned, and looked at her retreating pace with painful eyes, a little unbelievable that A Li, who was holding hands with him in the past, and A Li, who couldn't bear to say goodbye and embraced tightly, would have a day away from him.

"Ali, how have you been all these years?" Lin Yisheng tried to ask with a smile, brushing off the sadness in his eyes.

Mu Li pursed his lips, his brown eyes were like water, and it took him a long time to reply lightly, "I'm fine."

However, Lin Yisheng was stung by these three words, choked up and lowered his head, gulping and adjusting his breathing. Seeing you again after so many years, he would rather she beat him, bite him, and cry heart-piercingly, than be so plain as water. .

"I'm sorry, Ali." Lin Yisheng said with a trembling voice, "I will marry you, wait for me, okay?"

(End of this chapter)