Lie down, my dear wife

Zuo ruowei didn't dare to speak, nor did she dare to say. She kept thinking of a lot of clips in recent days. She was afraid that once she said it, it would be manipulated by him, and then she forgot.

"Didn't you say that if you are angry, you will be bad for the baby. If the baby is unhappy, you will be unhappy. If you are unhappy, I will be even more unhappy, so they are all unhappy." Su Qingcheng hooked the lip corner, "I am not happy, the servants are not happy, and the employees in the company are not happy. How many people are unhappy if you are unhappy?"

Zuo ruowei was indifferent.

Su Qingcheng narrowed his eyes and closed his thin lips. Facing this, he was helpless. His fingertips took the grass around, around and around, forming a grass ring.

This grass ring is very leaky, but it represents a heart.

Su Qingcheng put the grass ring in front of Zuo ruowei. He hooked his lips and said, "since you don't like the ring I designed, what about this one?"

He waited for her answer.

She did not answer, but remained silent.

Su Qingcheng then said, "the day we went to climb the mountain, you made me a grass ring on the mountain."

Think about that picture, she felt very beautiful. That day, she smiled like a flower, her eyes narrowed like a crescent moon, and forced him to wear a wreath and ring. The grass ring was easily lost by him.

Zuo ruowei still had no expression, but there was a faint light in his eyes, which was moving.

Su Qingcheng picked up Zuo ruowei's hand, put the woven grass ring on it and said, "it's still very good-looking."

Zuo ruowei didn't say a word. He seemed to have some dislike. When he saw the ring on his hand, his fingertips trembled slightly, but he took it off in an instant and threw it on the grass in the garden.

The ring lay quietly in the grass, so inconspicuous.

Su Qingcheng calmly looked at Zuo ruowei and had to say that her move really hurt him. She was angry with a faint nameless anger.

"When are you going to do this? Don't talk? What are you angry with?"

"Just because I saw that scene, I'm not ready for me?" his eyes narrowed slightly. The darkness in his eyes was like indelible ink, with a thin anger and even a trace of injury.

Zuo ruowei didn't face Su Qingcheng's expression. He just stood up and gave a look to the maid around him.

The maid glanced at Zuo ruowei, then at Su Qingcheng, and finally followed Zuo ruowei.

Su Qingcheng looked at Zuo ruowei's back and felt powerless. He lifted a self mocking smile on his lips, picked up the ring he made up on the grass, rubbed it carefully for a while, and then put it away.

I know it will be sad, but I still enjoy it.

……

Zuo ruowei returned to the living room and sat quietly on the sofa, but his heart could not stop shaking. Looking at Su Qingcheng, she almost couldn't help thinking of jumping into his arms and hugging him.

But

But the more things you think of, the more sad you feel, and the greater the gap.

The footsteps gradually approached. Zuo ruowei knew he couldn't escape and couldn't escape.

"I invited noble, a famous foreign design studio, to design your wedding dress."

Su Qingcheng's voice sounded behind him. Zuo ruowei would be very excited if he heard it before. After all, every girl likes her wedding. She can be meticulous and romantic, and even have a little care. The part of the wedding dress is very important.

But now Zuo ruowei just feels tired. She doesn't want to talk.

Su Qingcheng is not close.

Noble looked very formal. He went to Zuo ruo's face and said in broken Chinese, "Hello, Mrs. Su, it's my pleasure to meet you and design a wedding dress for you."

Noble reaches out his hand and wants to shake hands with Zuo ruowei. Zuo ruowei seems not to see noble's hand.

This makes noble very embarrassed. He doesn't know what to say.

"What kind of wedding dress do you want, Mrs. Su?" noble asked.

Zuo ruowei doesn't speak.

"Round neck or V-neck, what kind of material, do you have any ideas?"

There was no response, and there was embarrassment in the air.

"OK, Mrs. Su, I'm helpless if you don't speak. At least tell me what you think? The wedding dress designed in this way can set off the importance of the wedding."

“……”

"Well, since you don't speak, I'll design the most popular style for you. Would you please stand up and measure me?"

It seemed that he couldn't stand noble. Zuo ruowei finally glanced at the foreigner and said, "just use the same size."

She doesn't seem to be going to measure her wedding dress again.

Noble met such a casual rich lady for the first time. Generally, the requirements for asking him to design the wedding dress are to strive for perfection. The richer he is, the higher his requirements are. But the woman in front of him is obviously an alternative.

Su Qingcheng was really angry. His eyes looked to the left with a deterrent force.

He can tolerate her neglect of her, her unwillingness to talk to him and her temper, but he can't tolerate her perfunctory attitude.

The less attention you pay to the wedding, it means that your feelings for him... Are dissipating little by little

"Stand up." Su Qingcheng said in a deep voice.

Zuo ruowei seems not to hear.

"You go and pull her up." Su Qingcheng ordered the maid.

Zuo ruowei took a look at Su Qingcheng and saw that there was a dangerous light in his evil eyes.

"If they can't afford you, I'll come myself," Su Qingcheng said.

Hearing this sentence, Zuo ruowei still stood up. There was no emotion in his eyes, just like a puppet pulling strings.

Noble was a little flustered when he saw such a situation for the first time. It looked like a scene of forced marriage.

Zuo ruowei looked like a puppet. Noble said "raise your hand" and she did it. She also said "close your waist".

Su Qingcheng pinched his forehead in some trouble. He sat down and looked at Zuo ruo's figure.

Her face had long lost that carefree smile, never saw such dimples, and even the corners of her lips were no longer bent.

She's numb like this.

He looked at her like this without moving his eyes. When she finished measuring her figure and was relaxing, Su Qingcheng held out his hand, grabbed her hand and used his strength.

Zuo ruowei wants to get rid of it, but he finds that Su Qingcheng is also strong and can't get rid of it.

She seems a little annoyed, too.

"Tiny, what do you want me to do? Tell me?" Su Qingcheng was still careful when he spoke, even if he said something wrong, which made Zuo ruowei more angry.

In the face of Su Qingcheng, Zuo ruowei's heart almost softened.

She looked cold and warned herself at the bottom of her heart

These are illusions!

He disguised it all.