Lure To Marriage

I wanted to ask Mary more about Shang Ying, but the bus she was waiting for has already arrived, so she asked me to talk about it next time. Seeing what she meant, I guess she wants to repeat the old trick and sell me news.

After she left, I felt more and more miserable. Listen to her, Shang Ying's appearance may have other purposes. What is it? Did she deal with me? After all, I robbed her man.

I look at the advertising stand in the haze sky, the heart is sinking a little bit, panic. I felt an invisible, deadly hand around my neck, and I couldn't breathe.

Autumn rain in succession, hit the body cold, I did not pay attention to this cold ice rain may be my turbid head drenched some sober.

After a while, Shang Yan came, driving a black Lamborghini and slowly stopped in front of me. I got on the car under the envious eyes of many people and felt very embarrassed.

"Happy face, are you ok? Why are you so wet? " As soon as I got on the bus, Shang Yan took me and looked at it carefully. "Amitabha, you're all right."

"I was caught in the rain by accident You know what happened yesterday? Who told you that? "

"Uncle Gang Cheng told me that the underground circle has been in a uproar. Two of Chen Kui's men died and countless others were injured. When I heard you were there, I came out of the company to look for you

“……”

Two dead? It must be Huang Mao and the bodyguard.

All of a sudden, I felt cold on my back. They were all seriously injured by me. So what happens next? Will Qin Mofei be arrested?

No, it shouldn't be. Although his means are more vicious, he is not active in the end. And the police and the authorities have kept it down, which means they don't want to make a big deal of it.

Shang Yan stopped and said, "Huanyan, didn't I tell you to leave Qin Mofei as soon as possible? Do you have to die to wake up? "

"Well, Shangyan, yesterday is an exception. I will be more careful in the future. Let's drive first. There are too many people here. "

I don't want to talk to him too much about this matter. Instead, I want to ask him about Shang Ying, but I can't ask him because she has nothing to do with me in the end.

Shang Yan didn't say any more when he saw that I was a little upset. He drove quickly to his villa. The villa is still so noble and luxurious, but it is a little lonely.

When the servants saw that we were all kowtowing to say hello, I was particularly frightened. But Shang Yan was used to this kind of problem of superiority and inferiority, which was natural.

I whispered, "Shang Yan, let's go to the studio. You can put a pose and I'll paint you."

"Don't worry. Let's have dinner first. I told the housekeeper to cook a lot of delicious food. If you're wet, change your clothes

"No, it's done in one go."

"Go and change your clothes. Don't catch a cold. You look so bad. I'll find you a suit of my sportswear."

He couldn't help looking for clothes. I was a little tired, so I took a hot bath.

When I changed into his broad sportswear, I felt like I was wearing school uniform when I was reading. It was very loose. He seemed to like the way I looked and couldn't take his eyes off me.

"Huanyan, you remind me of reading when you were still childish."

"So are you."

Shang Yan is only one year older than me. He will have acne all over his face, and there is a surplus of male hormones. He laughed and pulled me downstairs again. The housekeeper had put the food on the table one after another. It was very rich.

There was a steamed clam with a strong fishy smell. I couldn't stand it before I sat down at the table. I quickly found an excuse to go to the bathroom and vomited into the toilet. My intestines were about to come out.

I have been vomiting very much these two days, and I don't know if the baby in my stomach can stand it. When I stood up, I saw Shang Yan leaning against the door of the bathroom and looked at me suspiciously.

"What are you doing here?" I chatted to the washstand and rinsed my mouth. I gasped against the table for a while. My stomach was really uncomfortable.

"What's the matter with you? So pale? "

"Gastroenteritis."

"Gastroenteritis? When did you have gastroenteritis? " He frowned.

"Just because of the irregular life when working in night clubs."

I lied and walked out, but my appetite for food was gone. I think I will die if I go on like this. Even if I don't die, my baby can't stand it. I'm thinking about going to the hospital some other day to see if the children are any better after these days.

Shang Yan didn't doubt that he had him. He didn't ask any more questions. He saw that I didn't have the appetite to eat. He took me to his studio. There were all my paintings, all kinds of them. In fact, his painting level is much higher than mine, because he can draw all kinds of paintings.

After I looked at them one by one, I laughed at him, "Shang Yan, do you think I'm a master craftsman?"

"No, your basic skills are much better than mine. Besides, it's very happy to be a model for you. ""Then you can find a stool over there."

I pointed to the window on the right, because it was a bit like the office where he fooled me into the club. I think what impressed me most was that he wanted to draw a picture.

He moved a stool and sat down. I got my brush and paper ready and put it on the easel. I began to outline him.

This scene is half a memory and half a scene. It's not easy to combine it. I stop painting until midnight.

Shang Yan didn't disturb me all the time. He sat quietly and looked at me. He didn't know what he was thinking. He was very absorbed.

This is the first time I have seriously drawn a real person. Before, I had only a few strokes to make a sketch, which was regarded as an assignment. But today is different. This is what Shang Yan asked to draw. Moreover, his level is so high that I can't say too much.

"Happy face, the way you focus is fascinating." Towards the end, Shang Yan couldn't help saying.

I took a look at him and laughed, "who's not charming when you're serious?"

"But you are more charming!"

I laughed and didn't argue with Shang Yan. After finishing the last bit of painting carefully, I stood at a distance and looked at it. Suddenly, I felt very sad. He was not as handsome as he is now, so the background of this painting is the same as that of the past, but the people are now, as if they have passed through.

I watched quietly for a long time before I said to him, "the painting is finished."

Shang Yan ran over and was stunned when he saw the painting. "This is when I asked you to join the club. You actually restored the scene at that time. Is this the figure of Ruan Feng?"

"Well, there's Xiaomu here."

I pointed to a small place on the edge, because the protagonist is Shang Yan, I weakened the appearance of the three of us, only a little shadow appeared.

It's the only picture we have in the same frame. I'm very happy.

Shang Yan looked at the painting for a long time, and his eyes were full of reminiscences. It was estimated that he would think of reading again. I was a little tired, so I went out first. It's almost midnight now, and I have to go back by car.

I went to the dressing room and changed my clothes. When I came out, Shang Yan came over, and my eyes were still crazy.

"Huanyan, why don't you sleep here today? There are so many houses in the villa. " He put his arm around me and gently stroked my hair with his fingertips, very gentle.

"Still not. I'm afraid my mother is worried. I have to go back and have a look."

"Just for today, I have a lot to tell you and tell you something."

“……”

I didn't insist on leaving because Shang Yan said he would tell me something. I think it may be Shang Ying's, which is also of special interest.

I had a snack with him. I was really hungry this time. I Hula ate a lot. I was so sleepy after dinner that I wanted to take a bath and go to bed.

Shang Yan asked the housekeeper to prepare a bathrobe for me and wait on me to take a bath. This may be the highest level treatment I've ever enjoyed in my life. I'm not used to it.

The housekeeper has arranged a guest room for me. I don't exaggerate to say that this room is comparable to the master bedroom of ordinary luxury houses. At least it's about 30 meters, and the cloakroom has everything.

As soon as I was lying on the bed, Shang Yan came over and sat beside the bed looking at me quietly. He also stretched out his hand and pinched my face. "You are getting thinner and thinner recently, and your face is not good."

"Maybe it's too much work."

"Huanyan, you promise me not to be together with Qin Mofei. Quit the game. You and me, Xiaomu and Ruan Feng, we will never leave you. And he will never belong to you. Will you wake up? "

I awkwardly don't start, switch off the topic and say, "Shangyan, I saw your sister in the hotel today. She is a beautiful and gentle woman."

He frowned. "Did she say anything to you?"

"No, she came over when we were having dinner. We had a good chat with Murphy." I squinted at Shang Yan. He was stunned and said, "Shang Yan, can you tell me why she jumped out of the building? And how did she survive? "

"Some things you still don't know are better. Huanyan, you should leave Qin Mofei. Leaving aside my sister's engagement with him, he has always regarded you as a substitute. Do you want to be so stupid all your life? "

"Since your sister loves him so much, why did she choose to jump before she got married?"

This is the point that I can't understand the most. Since two people are going to combine, does she have to jump out of the building? Still left a few strange words.

If I guess right, her words are not said to Qin Mofei, and the person she loves is not him.

However, all doubts are because of her death and become a fan, originally all this is also dust laden, calm.

But now what is she going to do when she comes back strong? Get Qin Mofei, or get the man she wants? Or, what would she retaliate for?

It may be because of my jealousy, so I have a bad idea about her appearance. I always feel that she will not simply come out to talk about the past or get something.But I can't say these words to Shang Yan. He will scold me or even despise me.

After hearing this, Shang Yan glanced at me thoughtfully, "happy face, do you think my sister's motive is impure?"

"No, I'm just curious."

"Tell me seriously, if my sister and Qin Mofei hold hands again, will you choose to leave him?"

He picked up my face and looked at me very seriously, which made me unable to escape. And I don't know the answer.

Morally, I should leave, but selfishly, am I wrong? Is it wrong for me to love someone?

Just, looking at Shang Yan's burning eyes, I can't shamelessly say that I don't want to leave. I nodded slightly. "If your sister really came back to him, of course I would leave."