Forced Marriage: Super Petite Wife

"Three years ago, I couldn't get your roses. I knew that the person I always liked was you."

Gao Jingya's voice, like the gurgling water falling from a high place, echoed in Mu sifan's heart.

The light of the restaurant sprinkled on the goddess's hair. The fine light condensed on her shoulder, and the naughty light points jumped at her fingertips.

The porcelain white plate in front of her reflected a soft light against her face.

She lowered her head and gently rubbed the knife with her fingertips.

The cold light of the metal softened in her hand.

From mu sifan's perspective, it looks like a well-designed advertising blockbuster.

It seems that there are countless lighters lying on the ground to create a super perfect atmosphere for her.

"You like me too, don't you?"

She finally raised her head, and the tenderness of her low eyebrows disappeared in an instant. All the light in the world gathered in her eyes, such as stars, such as sun and moon, which was enough to regenerate the withered wood.

With her gentle smile.

She looked at mu sifan, her lips slightly opened, with a trace of expectation.

Mu sifan only felt that there was no wine, but there was a strong intoxication in his heart.

From childhood to childhood, she is always more perfect than ordinary people in her own memory.

Mu sifan thought he must have heard wrong.

He was stunned for a long time and didn't respond.

He always has a cold face and is quiet all the time.

It seems that his silence is a refusal.

Gao Jingya sighed and smiled alone, "but... What's the use of saying this now? It's too late."

"Yes," said musfan.

Gao Jingya was unwilling. She didn't even see the pear vortex on mu sifan's lips. She didn't see his happiness with her own eyes. She didn't catch even a trace of secret joy.

It's frustrating.

When any woman confides her mind, she always wants a response.

Even a fierce refusal is better than silence.

"We can only be friends in the future." she seemed to sigh and whispered, "I'm late."

Mu sifan lowered his head, drank the cold coffee, frowned, and said, "well."

"In fact, I came back to find you." Gao Jingya said, "but they told me that you went abroad to find your brother. I didn't wait for you to come back and left again. If I knew you would get married so soon, I would wait for months."

"Yes," said musfan.

In his youth, he was used to pretending to be mature in front of her, so that she wouldn't look down on herself because he was two years younger than her.

The first condition for being deep is to talk less.

There is no man in the world who can break his mouth and be cold.

This habit seems to continue.

Over time, there was nothing to say to her.

When people go to worship the Buddha and finish their wishes, they just ask the Buddha to bless their promotion and wealth, so they have nothing to say.

Because people can't complain to the Buddha. Today they missed the bus and were scolded by their annoying boss. They can't say all kinds of trivial things to the gods.

But he is different from Cheng Yi. It can be said that he almost slipped in the shower.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Gao Jingya asked.

Mu sifan solemnly raised his head and looked at her. His eyebrows gradually wrinkled. Finally, his eyes fluctuated and finally remembered what to say.

Gao Jingya looked at him expectantly.

"Did anyone call me last night?" he asked coldly, with a blank face.

My stubborn and unreasonable smelly wife, did you come to me.

"Yes." Gao Jingya said, "the other party has been calling, but your cell phone is low. After calling several times, it turns off automatically. I can't answer the phone for you."

"Who?" Mu sifan seemed a little nervous.

"Secretary Ning," said Gao Jingya with a smile, "are you waiting for someone's call?"

The staff of the hotel brought the charger just now.

Mu sifan walked over, picked up his cell phone, turned it on, and Secretary Ning's phone came in.

"Mr. mu, hoo, my God, it's finally connected. Where are you?" Secretary Ning's voice was more nervous than ever.

Just from his voice, you can tell his trouble.

"What's up?" said Mu sifan. "Don't forget your professional quality."

Secretary Ning sat in the car and had already scratched his hair. All night, he turned all the hotels above the five-star level in the city.

Except for the hotels invested by Mu family, others didn't buy his account at all, and they didn't find out anything.

The news has been sent out.

Secretary Ning found the hotel according to the information in the picture. When he came here, there had been an ambush of Dabo's entertainment reporters outside the hotel.

He didn't dare to act rashly, so he had to shrink in the parking lot and continue to call mu sifan.

Secretary Ning swallowed his saliva and said in a calm and professional tone, "Mr. mu, which room are you in now? I'll go up immediately and talk to you face to face."

Mu sifan frowned, looked at Gao Jingya and asked softly, "what's the room number?"

After hanging up.

He saw the news content pushed.

Mu sifan's face, from frowning disdain, gradually showed anger.

He saw Cheng Yi's news.

He saw a picture of Cheng Yi sleeping on the back of a tall man.

His fingers were frozen there, and there was a sea of knife and fire in his heart.

No wonder I can't find you.

It turns out that you have long slept soundly under the comfort of others.

The light in the photo is poor. The man can only see his side face. In addition, he is wearing a hat and mask, which is almost unrecognizable.

Only his slender figure and broad back can be seen.

Mu sifan closed his eyes and felt dizzy. The tianlinggai seemed to be hit by something, and his eyes were black with anger.

He has no doubt that Cheng Yi was kidnapped.

Because he can clearly feel Cheng Yi's relaxation and her trust. She lies on the man's back and doesn't even strangle him because of tension.

When carrying her on her back, I don't know if it's instinct. She always puts her arms around her neck, as if she could strangle people all the time.

Now her hands were gently hidden in the man's sweater and hat.

She was warming, warming from the man.

Her body lay so quietly, not worried that this person would fall her, without any defensive posture.

She fell asleep!

Gao Jingya whispered to Mu sifan three times, but mu sifan didn't hear it.

He was caught in a fire, and the hot fire almost drove him crazy.

"Mu sifan." Gao Jingya came to him and pushed him.

"Huh?" Mu sifan raised his head, his eyes redder.

"The doorbell rang for a long time. I think it's your man." Gao Jingya said, "open the door?"

"HMM." Mu sifan nodded, and he got up numbly.

If you say that you were in the hospital and in the bar last night, you were walking dead.

Now he is a crazy zombie, his eyes are dull, but deep in his body, he hides the strength to bite people to death.

Mu sifan stood by the door, closed his eyes, took a deep breath and opened the door.

Secretary Ning looked at him, still calm and less nervous.

"Mr. mu, now there are all journalists below. You can't show up. After a while, you exchange clothes with me and drive my car. The people in the public relations department, several vice presidents and several major shareholders of the group are waiting for you to go back to the meeting." Secretary Ning said everything at one breath.

He saw that mu sifan's face was wrong and asked silently, "Mr. mu, are you all right?"

"What happened?" Gao Jingya came out of the restaurant and asked softly.

When she returned home, she was received by her friends. It seemed that her mobile phone fell in the box of the bar.

She knew nothing about the overwhelming news outside.

"Hello, Miss Gao." Secretary Ning said hello quickly.

Mu sifan had no head and only asked, "has President Cheng contacted?"

Secretary Ning didn't speak, just bowed his head.

But he thought it was mu sifan's first time to call him president Cheng. From Sheng Fen to Secretary Jean Ning, he was a little distressed.