Mr.President's Exclusive Wife

The sky color hasn't yet fainted, Qin Zi Jin feels embarrassed suddenly, lightly hammered his chest.

Shen Qingshi tried to stop, raised his hand and rubbed her head. His eyes were deep and affectionate: "I'll talk about it when I go home at night."

Listen to this sentence in any couple's ears are a beautiful picture, only Qin Zijin heart a little bit empty.

She still nodded her head: "well."

Shen Qingshi buckled her seat belt, started the car and drove all the way to the mansion.

On the way, Qin Zijin opened a radio station, and the channel host was excitedly broadcasting the news: "this morning, Huo Yunting, the eldest son of Huo's group, and Chuyuan, the cellist, tried on the wedding dress at a Gaoding wedding dress shop on Lingguan road."

"Yes, they are very compatible in terms of status, appearance and talent. Their wedding will also be held in Sophie Hotel on Wednesday. Let's congratulate you first. At that time, we will also have reporters on the scene to send you more detailed reports. "

"The wedding dress you tried in your friend's shop?" Shen Qingshi asked suddenly.

"Well." Qin Zijin said: "I saw it."

Listening to her insipid tone, Shen Qingshi turned his head and looked at her and said in silence, "I owe you a wedding. If..."

"It doesn't matter. I don't need a wedding."

Qin Zijin interrupts his words, she doesn't want to hear if the explanation behind.

The word "if" itself is the cruelest refusal.

It will leave you an expectation that you can't touch at all, like a sharp knife, stabbing you black and blue when the truth comes.

Shen Qingshi stopped and didn't say anything more.

With her trip to MIA time approaching, he can feel the contradiction in Qin Zijin's heart.

This time he didn't want her to stay for any reason.

The car drove to the mansion in silence all the way. Under the setting sun, the old man was watering the garden. His back became more and more monotonous and lonely in the heavy colors around him.

Qin Zijin took Shen Qingshi's arm and whispered: "Qingshi, I asked aunt Yun yesterday. She said that grandfather has feelings for grandma su. Of course, he also loves grandma, but now grandma has gone. I think he should give himself a chance. Do you think so?"

Shen Qingshi nodded: "yes. I respect my grandfather's choice. "

In his impression, grandfather and grandmother have a good relationship, respect each other and love each other.

Now grandma has been gone for more than ten years, and grandfather has to give an account of his regret when he was young, which naturally needs support.

Especially at this time, he wanted to let grandfather go out to avoid.

Seeing two people standing in the parking lot, the old man waved to them: "come here."

Qin Zijin trotted over: "grandfather."

Autumn garden is basically in the withered border, only chrysanthemums and some flowers that she can't name are still competing.

"This is a dahlia cultivated by my grandfather. Is it beautiful?"

Lilac petals surrounded by yellow stamens, a branch of Dahlia blooming wantonly in the cold autumn, beautiful.

Sunset in the West like a high spirited fighter, do not bow to the environment.

She suddenly felt that she should be a dahlia, tenacious to face life, strong to face the future, more brave to face Shen Qingshi.

"Well, good-looking." Qin Zijin helped his grandfather out with a smile: "grandfather, how long have you not gone out on holiday?"

"I'm tough, but I'm not a young man. I haven't been out for a long time."

Shen Qingshi followed them and said faintly, "why don't I arrange for you to go out for a holiday while you are free?"