Prince Charming,Look at Me

"Wife," Murong Hao's low voice rang out in her ear, "why don't you stand here and go in?"

He didn't see the painful look on her face, and he knew what it was for. She tried her best to bear it in front of her and forced her to smile, which made his heart ache to the extreme with her.

Perhaps anything else Murong Hao can block for her behind, only the incomplete family, is rooted in her heart, in a little bit of erosion of her, he can't pull out, that will let her blood dripping, he can only stay with her, in the heart with her pain, and then pretend not to see her strange.

Before opening her eyes, Jiang Li had put away all the emotions on her face and turned to look at him with a coquettish look. "It's all your fault. I ate it at noon, and you want me to accompany you to have porridge. Now I can't digest it, so I have to go out for a walk..."

Murong Hao put away the pain that could not stop cracking from the bottom of his eyes, and with a faint smile, he held her in his arms, "I'm wrong, I won't do it next time..."

How could he not know that she didn't eat anything at noon, so he would ask her to go to dinner with him. If it was something else, she would be afraid of exposing it, so she could only take her to have some porridge.

Jiang Li holds back her tears and hugs Murong Hao tightly. Maybe God is fair. When she closes a door for her, she opens a window. Finally, the pain of missing family will be healed by love.

"Let's go in. Grandma will be worried if she doesn't see you, eh?" Murong Hao kisses and kisses in her heart and says.

"Good." Jiang Li nodded, feeling that her heart was being filled little by little.

……

At night, Murong Hao was awakened by the sound of babbling.

"Don't Don't leave me Mom Dad Don't leave me behind... "

Jiang Li seems to have fallen into an endless dream. Her white and delicate face is full of fear, and her long eyelashes are shaking slightly.

"Qing'er," muronghao hugged her tightly and leaned over to kiss her eyebrows, "don't be afraid I'm... "

The little thing in her arms clung to her neck like a life-saving straw, and the voice gradually quieted down. For a long time, the sound of constant breathing came back.

……

The next day, Jiang Li opened her eyes and fell into Murong Hao's deep ink pupil.

"Husband, why do you wake up so early?" Jiang Li touched his slightly tired face, "didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Well, I had a nightmare." Muronghao gazed at her quietly.

"Did I come to save you?" Jiang Li looked at him expectantly. She didn't remember that what she dreamed about last night was her own. She didn't know that Murong Hao was guarding her all night and didn't dare to fall asleep again.

"Yes, Qing'er is a heroine. She is not lazy at all." Muronghao had a spoiled smile on his face.

"That's good," Jiang Li nodded with satisfaction. "Get up quickly. Don't be late for work on the first day today."

"Good."

After washing, Jiang Li changed the clothes he was ready to wear, helped him tie his tie, and went downstairs hand in hand.

After breakfast, muronghao went to the company, and Jiang Li went back to her small studio to sort out the design draft for this period, ready to go to "heart of the city", opened the laptop, and received the email from Alice last night.

"Qing: I'm really happy to hear about your marriage. Although you never told me what you came to the United States for and what happened five years ago, as long as you are happy now.

Every year when you send me email, you only tell me some happy things. In fact, you can tell me what's on your mind. Although I didn't accompany you to share with you in time, I'm willing to be your listener.

I have a friend who confides to me that his wife never tells her what's on her mind, which makes him worried and distressed. I don't know how you and your husband get along with each other

Jiang Li didn't expect that Alice would reply to her. She was stunned and lost her mind.

Alice was the one who saved her that night in the United States. After seeing Xu haoxuan kissing other women, she turned around and left, but didn't know where to go. After walking in a strange street for a long time, she walked into a bar. She didn't remember how much she had drunk or what happened later. She only knew that when she woke up, she was in a simple, delicate but empty room In the villa, there is a water cup on the bedside table with a note under it.

Since then, on New Year's Eve every year, she will send a greeting email to Alice. The content is nothing more than telling her some interesting things that happened in the year and how her work and life were. Alice will also reply one or two greetings shortly after. She has never said so much to her, so the intersection between them is only one year of these two emails.

After thinking about it, Jiang Li quickly knocked on the keyboard and wrote back to her.

……

Murong group's top floor office.

Xiao Ziyu is busy reporting his work. After his marriage, the boss simply doesn't treat him as a human being. You know, this workaholic used to work 365 days a year. After his marriage, he always left his job to accompany his wife. This Spring Festival has given him nearly ten days' holiday, which makes him eat takeout at his desk. It's like his heart is filled to think of this The condensed lemon juice is too sour to describe.After reporting the work of these days, he suddenly remembered something.

"Murong Shao, Ruixing is carrying out hellish suppression on Jiang Shi. It seems that Shen Yunfang knows about the young lady's affairs and spreads his anger on the Jiang family. If we don't stop it, the Jiang family will be destroyed. Not only Jiang Shi, but also Lei Shi will be involved. This Shen Zong doesn't look weak on the surface."

"Let them go." Murong Hao coldly opens his mouth, remembering that the little things were disturbed by nightmares last night. Every minute he wants to solve both Ruixing and Jiang's problems, but he still bears it because he doesn't want the little things to have too much contact with them.

"The young lady will start work and inform Dagao that security must be strengthened."

"Yes, Murong Shao." Xiao Ziyu nodded slightly and then turned to walk out of the office. Murong Hao's faint voice came from behind.

"Get some cooks and teach me how to make sweet and sour ribs."

"Cough "Xiao Ziyu was almost choked by his own saliva. After coughing for a while, he finally recovered. He turned and looked at Murong Hao, who was reviewing the documents, with discontent on his face.

"Sorry, Murong Shao, I didn't mean to..." Boss, you don't talk too much. Xiao Zi is in a bad mood.

"Murong Shao, for the sake of fighting for the company for a holiday, let me say a few words. Everyone's value is reflected in different places. I think Murong Shao doesn't have to care..."

"Is Xiao tezhu helping me correct my values? Well Murong Hao interrupts him and continues to read the documents in his hand.

"Ziyu didn't dare. I went out first." Xiao Zi runs away and goes to find the chef.

After more than an hour, Murong Hao read more than half of the documents accumulated during this period, raised his hand and twisted his eyebrows. His beautiful and flawless face showed an imperceptible fatigue.

When I looked up at the computer, I saw the email reminder I received. A trace of expectation flashed through my deep eyes, and I was busy.

"Alice, I don't know if I will disturb you. I can't help but reply to your letters this year. I'm sorry, I haven't mentioned the whole story five years ago, and there's no need to mention it now, because it has completely become the past. If you really want to know when we meet, we will tell it to you face to face as a story.

My personal opinion about your friend is that if her wife doesn't want to talk to him, doesn't she want him to feel sad with her? Because a lot of things in this world can't be solved. Since they can't be solved, why should we let the people around us worry together? He is willing to help his wife share, of course, is a kind of love, but I think his wife is not willing to let him bear the inner troubles with himself, which is another kind of love. "

Looking at the words on the screen, muronghao's eyes gradually opened an outlet to shine a dazzling light.

Until the mobile phone on the desk rang, his eyes shifted, looking at the phone calls, raised his lips and pressed the answer button.

"Wife."

"Ah Hao, you must be very busy today. I won't come to eat with you at noon, but you must eat well, OK?" Jiang Li sat in the office, sorting out the information, and said to the phone with the PA on the desk.

"Well, what does the wife eat?"

"Sister Xin will order takeout. We have an interview in the studio in the afternoon, and we don't have time to eat out."

"Well, I'll pick you up after work in the evening."

"Well, goodbye, my husband. Well Jiang Li pouted and made a sound towards her mobile phone before she hung up.

Murong Hao's face raised a knowing smile, but he didn't care about the pile of unfinished documents, so he replied to her email first.

In the next week, Jiang Li was too busy to get away. Lin Xinyou was dizzy and tired to catch a cold. Fortunately, an Yucheng will be back in the next two days, and the recruitment of the studio has been completed for more than half of the time. She will soon be on the right track.

In the evening, Murong Hao came to pick her up from work. Jiang Li, sitting in the car, leaned against him and fell asleep.

"Wife, home."

Jiang Li hears his low and gentle voice and wakes up vaguely. The car has already stopped outside Murong house, and the driver is no longer on the car.

"Why did I fall asleep..." Jiang Li rubbed her sleepy eyes and said waxily.

"If you're too tired, don't go to the studio any more. I thought you were just changing places to design jewelry. Now I don't agree with the intensity of the work, eh?" Murong Hao frowned, clearly is the tone of command, but with endless heartache.

"The busiest time has passed, and Aaron will come back soon. I'm really only in charge of design in the future," Jiang Li coaxed him patiently. "I'll have time to have lunch with you every day, OK?"

"Good," Murong Hao reluctantly kneaded her hair, "let's go to dinner first."

At the dinner table, Murong's old lady was calm and displeased.

"What's the matter with you, grandma? Didn't you win in Mahjong today? " Jiang Li sandwiched a piece of fish for her and asked cleverly."What's the point of winning? I'm tired of playing mahjong, "Murong said, glancing up at her, then glancing at Murong Hao." you two are busy one by one, leaving me at home alone. I'm almost sick. When baby's studio opens, I'll go back to London... "

"Grandma, I'm wrong. I won't be so busy in the future. I'll spare time to accompany you. Don't go back..."

Before Jiang Li's words were finished, Murong Hao quietly kicked her foot under the table and interrupted her. She glared at Murong Hao and continued to look at old lady Murong.

"Still baby loves grandma, unlike some people, I'm afraid I'll disturb his world..." Murong old lady pick eyebrow to say.

Jiang Li

Muronghao: "I'm not sure."

Dinner ended in a quiet, until before going to bed, Jiang Li still felt uneasy and sat on the bed thinking.

Murong Hao took a good bath and came out. He sat on the bed and held her in his arms. "What's the wife thinking? Well

"Grandma is angry, husband, or I'll go to coax her..."

"No," muronghao said calmly, "grandma has stayed in China for a long time this year. She used to go back immediately after the Spring Festival, and every time she said it like today, so you don't have to worry. What she said is not aimed at us, just to find a reason for herself."