Lova Battle after Marriage: Husband with Passion and Wife with Apathy

He withdrew his hand from the door and slowly turned around, pursing his lips. His eyes were fixed on her, but he heard her say it again.

"Yan zi cen, I want to get married in secret because I don't want to live the same life as before." He stared at him with wide eyes, trying to hold back the pain in his nose.

She didn't know if he could understand her, but she still wanted to be honest.

She didn't know if she was doing the right thing, but at least she was worthy of her sincere heart.

She was eight years old, and although she was young, she had already learned to look at people's faces.

For no other reason than that, her mother, who loved her the most, left her that year. That year, her father brought back a woman and asked her to call her mother. From that year on, she learned to bear the coldness of others and the mockery in private.

Everything, everything, she saw in her eyes, silently bear it alone. The scars did not run away with time, but were deeply buried in her heart.

In those years, although she lived in the so-called rich family, but in that so-called family, she lived in fear.

"What right does an unwanted wild girl have to order people around?"

She did not forget, and did not dare to forget, so she never dared to make a request. It was useless to make a request. Who would care about her and care about her?

For so many years, her only dream was to leave that home and live alone.

Perhaps it was her wish to find an ordinary man who was good to her and live a peaceful life, but she never dared to force him.

Even if it was possible to die, her wish could not come true. It was okay. As long as she could pursue her dream, even one person could bear it.

Becoming an internationally renowned jewelry designer was not only Yu Yunqing's dream, but also her promise to her deceased mother, a farewell.

Once upon a time, she thought that as long as she graduated from college, she could leave the home that no longer belonged to her. But while she was still trying to make progress towards her dream, her father gave her to Yan zi cen instead. For no other reason than money and gold, for a false name, for a rich family.

Once she entered the rich family, it was as deep as the sea. She was used to seeing people of all shapes and sizes fighting over each other. She wanted to break her head and marry into the rich family wholeheartedly, but who could understand that the rich family was like a nightmare.

There are a few women in the rich family who can really be happy. They are just tools in other people's eyes and hands.

She was still inseparable from the rich, her marriage partner was Yan zi cen, the dream of all women in Tongcheng.

After the wedding, she was inevitably pushed to the forefront of the media. Just like in the past, those ugly words and comments would drown her again, until she suffocated, until despair.

A wild girl known to the world, a tool abandoned at home, if not for some seductive jokes, why would Tongcheng young master Yan be included in the bag? Words like this were destined to leave her nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide.

Thinking about it this way, Yu Yunqing felt terrible, and even her breathing became not smooth.

Yan zi cen's gloomy face flashed with unspeakable pity at a distance between them. After a while, he stepped forward and the phone in his hand rang.

Yu Yunqing suddenly woke up.

Realizing that she seemed to be talking too much, she hurriedly turned around and quickly took the wedding dress album to look at.

"If you have something to do, go ahead and do it. I have classes in the afternoon... I will choose my wedding dress in the afternoon." As she spoke, she forgot that her dream had been cut off long ago. School was no longer where she belonged.

There was silence.

He looked at the album with great agony, but suddenly there was a steady and powerful footstep in his ear.

With his voice, "Yu Yunqing, with me, those things won't happen."

She raised her head abruptly, and the door closed with a "Bang" before her eyes. The man's handsome side face gradually blurred, and finally disappeared from her blurred vision.

Her heart trembled, and an indescribable emotion swirled in her heart. There was disappointment and a tinge of happiness.

"Maybe he's different..." The sudden calm calmed her down.

"President." Jason had been standing by the car for a long time, waiting for president yan to get in the car and quickly follow him.

"Inform the academy, reinstate Yu Yunqing, and tell Zhong uncle not to be late for class. Remember to remind me to pick her up during her last class this afternoon." He suddenly spoke like he was talking to himself, but jason was already used to the way president yan was behaving. As long as he was thinking, a few words would pop up all of a sudden. If anyone dared to speak to him as if he were talking to himself, it would be called death.

"Yes, president." Jason made a nimble call and carried it out strictly.

Looking out of the window at the receding scenery, there was a tinge of melancholy in her eyes. Thinking back to her words, she muttered in her heart, "Silly woman, as long as you like it, ask me, will I not satisfy you? I just... Yan Shaoyu, don't go near my woman anymore."

Yanzhai.

"Young madam, young master asked me to remind you not to be late for class. Young madam, I've arranged for a car to leave at any time." Zhong uncle had always appeared in a proper manner, but his appearance was always so sudden. When Yu Yunqing first lived in the house of fire, he was frightened several times, and then slowly got used to it. It was no surprise.

"What... What? Zhong uncle, you mean yan Zicen allowed me to go to class?" Unbelievable joy surfaced in Yu Yunqing's eyes without any disguise.

"Yes, young madam, young master asked me to inform you that he will pick you up after class."

"Got it."

Yu Yunqing had already dropped off the album and ran away. He could go back to school and see the hope of the dream again. Who would care if the wedding dress was not a wedding dress? Just pick one.

After disappearing for a few days, the students were not surprised. Professor li was very happy about who was fine. After all, she thought she was a qualified student.

She could go back to school and continue her studies. The happiest one was the dean, who rarely visited the classroom. Today, she was following her all day. The teachers and professors who didn't know what was going on looked sideways. It was obvious that Yun Qing was a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, the dean knew that staying too long would annoy people, so he left with the last sentence, "Young madam, come to me whenever you need me," and left tactfully.

After class, after packing up, he looked at the familiar classroom in front of him, the familiar students, and his heart was filled with happiness.

Unfortunately, Ni er didn't have class today, so he had to share his good mood with her another day, thinking that Yanzi cen would pick her up after class before Zhong uncle left. Originally, she wanted to say that she didn't care about this at all, but she thought it would be better not to challenge the overlord's authority the first day she regained her freedom. She struggled in her mind and nodded in response.