I really don't want a second marriage

The next midnight, Shen Jiamu didn't sleep. She was waiting.

When yetingchen comes back.

But the facts proved that she waited in vain, because at five or six o'clock, yetingchen had not wanted to come back. She kept her original position and lay in bed motionless.

After a while, Shen Jiamu seemed to admit his fate, sat up silently from the bed, then went to the wardrobe, took a nightdress and put it on himself numbly, then turned back to his bunk and lay down to sleep.

As if she had made some determination, she lay down, closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep.

Whatever woman he's looking for, it's none of her business anyway.

After sleeping for only two or three hours, Shen Jiamu had a splitting headache. When she got up, she covered her head and went into the bathroom. After washing, she went downstairs.

At breakfast, the cold night noticed that she was pale, so he asked thoughtfully, "why is her face so bad? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

The cold greetings of the night stunned Shen Jiamu, and then shook his head: "I'm fine."

The old man is not at the dinner table today, so there is no taboo for night Linhan to talk to her.

"I heard that Tingchen went out last night and hasn't come back yet."

Shen Jiamu had planned to drink milk. As soon as she picked up the cup, she heard such a sentence. She paused and the milk almost spilled. She put down the milk cup and picked up a piece of sushi.

"I heard that Tingchen is looking for someone?"

Shen Jiamu just opened her mouth and bit sushi into her mouth. When she heard this, she felt bad. Eating in her mouth was like chewing wax. She didn't answer the words of night cold, but night cold continued to say.

"Do you know who he is looking for?"

Shen Jiamu took a sip of milk and shook his head, "I don't know. I'm full. I'll go first, brother."

Then Shen Jiamu got up and walked outside. She walked very fast, like running away.

After walking for a while, the cold night quickly caught up with her, "I happen to go to the company, too. I'll give you a ride."

"No need." Shen Jiamu didn't look back and walked straight ahead.

The hand was suddenly held by someone. Shen Jiamu looked back in amazement and saw that the cold night clasped her wrist. "Twilight, I'll take you to the company."

Shen Jiamu subconsciously frowned and wanted to break away from his hand, but the night was cold, but the button was tighter: "wait for me here, don't run away, you know?"

Shen Jiamu: "... Brother, i..."

"I'll drive."

Yelin cold went to drive. Shen Jiamu wanted to leave, but she had to wait in place when she thought of Yelin cold's gloomy words.

After a while, the cold night drove over, stopped in front of her and let her get on the bus.

Shen Jiamu can only get on the bus. When night Linghan leans over to fasten her seat belt, Shen Jiamu quickly says, "I can do it myself."

"I'll come." night Leng Han pressed her hand and had to lean over to fasten her seat belt. The whole male breath shrouded her. It was very simple to fasten the seat belt, but night Leng Han seemed to slow down his action deliberately, and the cool breath sprayed on her face.

Shen Jiamu feels a little uncomfortable. He subconsciously shrinks his body and tilts his head back slightly, hoping to avoid him.

The cold voice of the night sounded faintly.

"Are you so anxious to avoid me?"

Listening to the speech, Shen Jiamu breathed, subconsciously raised his eyes, and directly bumped into the cold eyes of night Lin Han, "you..."

"I didn't want you to be bullied again. I didn't want to do anything."

Shen Jiamu didn't speak, but she was nervous.

Night Lin Han fastened her seat belt for her, but he didn't hurry to leave, but slowly held her hand: "do you know who Tingchen went out to find last night?"

Before Shen Jiamu could speak, the night was cold and said, "if you have feelings between you, if you are happy, the big brother won't say anything, but the big brother doesn't want to see you hurt again."

"Big brother..." Shen Jiamu wanted to push him away, but the night was cold, but he suddenly put his hand around her shoulder and hugged her.

At this moment, Shen Jiamu heard his heart stop beating.

The night is cold... What is he doing?

"Twilight, if you like, brother can take care of you all your life."

Hearing this, Shen Jiamu raised his lips and smiled, "elder brother, didn't you think about how his brother felt before doing this?"

"Since Tingchen doesn't want to cherish you, I won't give him another chance. Twilight, divorce him."

"After the divorce?" Shen Jiamu asked.

The night was cold and paused, then retreated and looked at her with gentle eyes.

"After the divorce, I will be the target of public criticism. I will marry my eldest brother then? Is eldest brother really good for me?"

The night was cold, the thin lips pursed lightly, and there was no movement.

"Oh." Shen Jiamu sneered, "cold night, do you really love me and don't want me to be bullied, or do you want me to divorce him because you are anxious to revenge ye Tingchen? If you let me follow you, you can prove your charm, right?"

Hearing this, a fluster flashed across the gentle fundus of night Lenghan's eyes. He didn't seem to expect Shen Jiamu to think so, and he said it directly. He held Shen Jiamu's shoulder: "how can you think so? Is brother that kind of person in your eyes?"

"Elder brother, tell me, what kind of person are you? Do you think I really believe that you will like a married woman? Since you have known my identity for a long time, you should also know that besides yetingchen, I have been married before. If I divorce again, I will be a three married woman. In your men's eyes, a woman like me is just broken shoes , do you really want it? Don't be naive. Even if you say more, I won't believe it! "

Night Lin Han frowned and clasped her shoulder more and more tightly. After she finished, he scolded: "don't you say that about yourself. I don't care about three marriages or broken shoes."

"What do you care about?" Shen Jiamu sneered: "you don't care about these. Do you think I will believe it?"

"What I care about is your heart."

Shen Jiamu was stunned and looked at the cold night close at hand.

Night Lenghan stared at her cold eyes seriously: "I know it's difficult for you to trust men after two failed marriages, so I'm willing to wait until the day you're willing to believe me. Dusk, I just want you to know that I really like you. I'm not kidding. I can... Swear with my own life."

He raised his hand as if in some kind of ceremony.

"Heaven is the proof. I'm cold at night. I'm willing to gamble all my life in exchange for Shen Jiamu's trust. I want to take care of her all my life. If what I say is a little false, I can't die well."

Shen Jiamu's face turned pale with fear at the back sentence: "you, don't talk nonsense!"