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

Chapter 74
"However, Lin Jinqian had to show up that day. After all, your mother is also his mother-in-law." The next second, Mu Dezhong made a request.

Mu Li stood at the door of the kitchen, holding the warm porridge, feeling angry for no reason, but this was not unexpected. Everything has a price to be negotiated, isn't it Mu Dezhong?

She straightened her back and couldn't help raising her voice: "Don't worry, he will definitely come."

"Well, if he doesn't come, it's not impossible to cancel temporarily."

Unconsciously tightening his fingers, Mu Li suppressed his anger, and went back to the room quickly without saying a word.

She put the porridge on the table and lost her appetite. She dug out the photo with her mother in her wallet and looked at that delicate face. Tears fell from her eyes and landed on her mother's chest.

The acquaintance between Zhao Xinyue and Mu Dezhong was a grievance, not that Mu Li thought so, but Zhao Xinyue herself said so.

Mu Li had no father since she was born, and her mother took her to live in a small town in the countryside. When she was six or seven years old, she reunited with Qiuming's father. Before here, she had no identity or household registration.

Even though he had a decent family, Mu Li still didn't know who his biological father was until that year when Lin Yisheng left the town, and soon after, someone from Rongcheng came to find their residence and asked her by name to take her back to Rongcheng.

At that time, she didn't know that it was her biological father, and she thought it was someone arranged by Lin Yisheng. After all, before there, he told her that if he returned to Rongcheng in the future, he would come to pick her up.

It was at that time that Zhao Xinyue narrated the relationship between herself and Mu Dezhong.

Mu Dezhong was born in a Rongcheng family, and grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth. Zhao Xinyue was just a girl from an ordinary family, and when she became an adult, she came to Mu's house to work as a domestic servant.

When she was young, Zhao Xinyue was delicate and charming, exuding a witty energy. After meeting several times, Mu Dezhong developed a secret love for this lovely person. work, and never heard of the marriage contract.

After that night of confusion, Mu Dezhong suddenly told her that he was about to marry someone else.

Frustrated, Zhao Xinyue left without leaving any words, even without paying her salary, and left Rongcheng alone, and arrived at Zhehe Town, a completely strange place.

Not long after, she found out that she was pregnant, gave birth to Mu Li, and then returned to Mu's house. She ended up regretting, but before she returned to Mu's house, she never heard that Mu Dezhong was looking for her .

My mother must have been heartbroken, but why did she insist on returning to this ruthless place after she died?This is something Mu Li couldn't figure out, but he just felt that if he couldn't accompany her mother when her life was ending, and repay her for her upbringing, then she should fulfill her wish.

But now, no matter what, the mother's wish was finally fulfilled. In addition to Mu Dezhong's request, Lin Jinqian had to be present, and there was another person who had to be there—Qiuming.

Mu Li made up his mind, first ask the person who moved Lihuaxi, and then go to Qiuming.

In the morning of the next day, Mu Li went to Baigu first. The case has been locked on Mu Cheng, and he is following up secretly. Before any new breakthroughs and discoveries are made, Shu Wan is dealing with other things in the studio.

After lunch, Murray asked for leave and went straight to Lihuaxi.

This time, she has made enough preparations, even if she has to talk about things that she didn't want to face, she is not afraid.

Lihuaxi is still quiet and quiet. In winter, the sea is always surrounded by layers of mist, and it looks like a fairyland.

The green plants in the garden have also faded their original colors, withered and yellow gradually, and the bluestone boards are stained with water vapor, becoming more and more slippery, and every step needs to be extra careful.

When Mu Li entered the villa, he happened to meet a domestic servant who came in from the side door carrying a pot of orchids. When the man saw her, he greeted her with a smile, quickly put the flower pot by the wall, and walked forward.

"Ma'am, are you back?"

Mu Li nodded, "I'm looking for Mr. Lin."

"Mister is not here, madam, you have to wait for a while, but sir has explained before that if madam comes back, you can go to his study and wait."

Mu Li was surprised, how could she be willing to let her go to the study, isn't that her forbidden place?

However, the domestic servant has already stretched out her hand and guided her to go upstairs, "Madam, please, I will take you upstairs."

The study room is still the same, with bookcases on one side of the wall, a desk in front, tatami mats and a wooden table for making tea by the window, the only thing that has changed is that there is a photo frame on the desk.

After the domestic helper left, Mu Li finally had a chance to see that what was in the photo frame was—her photo?
She couldn't believe her eyes, picked up the photo frame with trembling hands, looked closer, and confirmed that it was her photo, but this photo was so long ago...

The lush green pond wanders among the emerald green mountains. It is the season when the lotus is in full bloom. The sun shines in the morning, penetrating the water vapor floating in the air, and illuminating the crystal beads on the petals of the lotus leaves.

How long ago was this?Mu Li almost lost her memory, it seemed that when she was still in the small town, every summer the lotus bloomed sequentially, and people around came here just to enjoy the scenery of the lotus leaves.

And her?At that time, I always ran to the side of the lotus pond with my mother on my back, and when I saw someone going down to the lotus pond to pick lotus pods, I followed the raft reluctantly.

This photo is of an early morning when she rode a neighbor's raft to push away layers of lotus leaves and flowers to make way for the adults picking lotus pods.

How did Lin Jinqian have this photo?Didn't they meet for the first time in Lihuaxi, she was curious about the sea of ​​roses and disturbed him?

Or, before that, he had been to Zhehe town, and he had seen her?

All of a sudden, the past seems to be stacks of photos, thrown messily in front of the eyes, flying around, each one is fully exposed, stirring the silent nerves.

Mu Li let go of his hand nonchalantly, and the photo frame fell to the ground. The carpet was soft and the photo frame was intact, but the green color in the photo was extraordinarily dazzling, and she couldn't help but wet her eyes.

She suddenly remembered what Lin Jinqian said to her when she came to Lihuaxi for the first time——

"In the future, you stay here with peace of mind, and I will treat you well."

Why is this so?

While thinking, there was the sound of the door lock turning, Mu Li turned around, and saw Lin Jinqian appeared in sight.

He was no longer accompanied by the wheelchair, and stood at the door in black and white. He hadn't seen him for a long time. He should be unfamiliar, but why did he look familiar?

The door closed, and he came step by step, walked up to her, bent down to pick up the photo frame, put it back in its original place, then sat down at the tea table again, and made tea as usual.

He didn't speak until the water in the teapot was gurgling, and the study was so quiet that even the slight sound of air circulation could be heard.

Mu Li raised his head, exhaled deeply, calmed his fluctuating heart, and sat opposite the tea table.

After the tea was boiled, he brewed a cup for her, put it in front of her, and finally said, "This time the tea is not Maojian, nor Longjing, but the lotus leaf you mentioned before."

The lotus leaf... Mu Li couldn't see the appearance of the tea leaves in the purple sand pot, and couldn't remember the taste of the tea made from the lotus leaves, but she deeply remembered that when she first arrived at Lihuaxi, Lin Jinqian made tea when she saw that Lin Jinqian was fine. So he asked him a lot, "Have you ever drunk tea made from lotus leaves?"

She remembered that he didn't turn a deaf ear to him at that time, he was sitting under the tree in the yard, slowly raised his head, stared directly at her with a pair of thick black and deep eyes, but asked indifferently: "What kind of tea is that?"

"That's our homemade tea. In summer, the lotus is in full bloom. We pick it before dawn. It's best to have dew on it. We start making it after picking it. Have you seen the process of making tea?"

He shook his head, too, born in a wealthy family like him, how could he know the hard work behind it?
She sat closer, sat down opposite the stone table, and seriously talked to him about the process of making tea.

But he was obviously not interested. After she finished talking endlessly, he just asked lightly, "What's that smell?"

What's the taste?She frowned and thought for a long time, and said two words accurately, "pure and bitter."

These two simple words express the true nature of the tea leaves, but they also express her life in this half of her life.

As the past struck, Mu Li held the cup of warm lotus leaf tea and filled his eyes.

"At first it was a bit difficult to drink, it was too bitter, and I always felt that it was not mellow and delicate enough, but after getting used to it, I felt very comfortable. The so-called rough tea and light food, that's it." Lin Jinqian's voice was low, but eloquent. After he finished speaking, He took a sip of tea.

"Why don't you try it? It's all made of lotus leaves picked from the small town of Zhehe." Then, he said something astonishing, and Mu Li stared in shock, "Over the years, my own When I was young, I made this tea to drink. When I came to the small town, the store offered it, but I refused it because I thought it was crude.”

He really went to Zhehe town?Mu Li couldn't speak, her throat seemed to be stuck by something, but she obviously didn't drink or eat anything, and the things stuck in her throat turned into warm liquid and swirled in her eyes.

But why her eye sockets are wet, she doesn't know...

"Actually, most people still like those famous teas. This one is not well-known, which is not pleasing. Luo He also tried it, but he didn't like it, saying that the tea was too cold."

He spoke lightly, sipping with lowered eyes, the curling hot air lingered in front of his eyes, making his eyebrows look so illusory and unreal.

Mu Li picked up the tea and just took a sip, the long-lost fragrance permeated between his lips and teeth, the touch of taste instantly opened the valve of memory, and the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys in the small town in the past came into view one after another.

She was holding the exquisite and small teacup, her brows were furrowed, but she couldn't control it under the restraint, the teardrops fell down and melted into the hot tea.

A warm hand stretched out, brushed across her blurry eyes, and wiped away the freshly stained tears.

"Compared to the present, the past is all happy memories, why are you still crying?"

There was a slight smile in his voice, as soft as water, which should have flowed through her heart, but it made her feel extremely stinging.

In an instant, all the emotions of squeezing and forbearing surged up. When she put down the teacup, she waved his hand away and asked him almost tearfully, "In your opinion, was the past happy?"

(End of this chapter)