Proud Wife Comes To My Arms

On the eve of the wedding

Wei Ziyi blinked and said, "the day after tomorrow, you are going to have a wedding with that woman. Do you want me to bless you?"

Lin Yao shrugged his shoulders and said with a boring smile: "what do you wish me? Wish me early death and early life? "

Wei Ziyi scratched his head with embarrassment: "I wish you a long life. There is plenty of time to wait for you to come back."

Instead of answering immediately, he stood in the same place and chose silence.

Lin Yao's long and deep eyelashes show how deep his eyes are.

A man wears a white Long Sleeve T without any decoration, which is loosely hung on his shoulders, which is quite different from the deepened style of his usual suit, and plain

adds a bit of laziness. The delicate collar, the green and astringent blood vessels, and the soft and powerless sunlight attached to his white skin make people feel a little bit indescribable sexy.

Once again, there was an endless desolation in his voice: "thank you."

Wei Ziyi has almost understood clearly from Mai Ping that Lin Yao is in danger of death at any time. The things in his body are like a custom-made bomb buried in his body. When time comes, he has to find a way to extend the fuse.

Almost regained his strength, he raised his feet and went out to drive in the parking lot. As soon as he started the car, he found that he had nowhere to go.

After thinking about it, Lin Yao called Liu Dongdong. He thought he would answer the phone soon, but he didn't find it.

What is Liu Dongdong doing?

Lin Yao muttered, looking at the scene in front of him for a while, and his mobile phone rang when he was ready to go to the old man's house for a meal.

"Boss, I just missed a call for something."

When Lin Yao heard his voice, he asked, "where are you?"

"Outside."

"Have you eaten yet? Have lunch together? "

"All right."

Lin Yao went by Liu Dongdong's address and found that he was very familiar with the road when he was driving it. He was in a trance for a while. He thought that he used to walk along this road when he was taking you to and from work. It seems that Liu Dongdong went to see Zhang Jingjing. This is what the young lovers in love are like. He wants to stick together every minute. Thinking of this, he felt guilty and shouldn't disturb them.

However, when he arrived at his destination, it was hard for him to go back. When he arrived, he found that Liu Dongdong was sitting there with a pile of peanuts and a dish of pickles in front of him. When he saw him, he reached out and said, "boss, here it is."

After Lin Yao was seated, the waiter served two bottles of wine. Because he sometimes worked as a driver for himself, he hardly saw Liu Dongdong drink.

Liu Dongdong quickly gave himself a cup and asked Lin Yao, "do you drink it?"

Lin Yao looked at him: "I don't drink. We both drive here. We can only drink by ourselves."

"Well, I'm not welcome.

Liu Dongdong said, looking up a "Gudong."

When Lin Yao was thinking about nourishing the liver, he was waiting for a strange meal. One is drinking in silence, while the other is staring at the drinker with his arms in his arms.

and Liu Dongdong poured hot Baijiu into tears, and Lin Yaocai began to ask, "what's wrong with you?"

"How can you guess exactly? They don't leave me any worries. " Liu Dongdong blushed, holding the glass fingers up, "first love is beautiful and sad, so far away from me."

Lin Yao didn't speak, but his mouth was obviously torn. At such an old age, he still had his first love. First love you are a ghost.

took one mouthful, and half a bottle of Baijiu was gone.

Sad people want to drink, he can't stop, also don't want to stop, see Liu Dongdong like this is like to see a period of time ago, in order to love heart crack lung, to sober up or not to continue to endure. Wine is just a useless and necessary means to paralyze oneself.

The pork liver porridge Lin Yao wanted was brought up. It was very hot, and there was hot white smoke on it. He first took out his mobile phone to send a location to Zhang Jingjing, and then held up his mobile phone to take a picture and send it to her.

Zhang Jingjing quickly replied to him, "we broke up. 】

Lin Yao also replied, "I'll leave after eating porridge. He's drunk and driving is prone to accidents. I only told you that it's your business to take care of him. 】

Zhang Jingjing returned a silent expression.

A man loves you very much, but he still insists on breaking up with you for two reasons: one is that he can't give you happiness, the other is that he can't protect you. 】

after waiting for a while, the other party didn't reply again, so Lin Yaodong picked up the spoon and drank the porridge slowly.

Liu Dongdong continued to play the wine maniac: "I have no girlfriend, and I am as poor as my boss."

Lin Yao

It looks like I'm drunk. I'm scared.

"Boss, do you think our two big men will be single all their lives?"

Liu Dongdong looks at Lin Yao, and Lin Yao also looks at him. His eyes are opposite. It's as cold as ice. It seems that he can become an ice skate in the next second. Liu Dongdong swallowed his throat. Even though he was drunk, he was still timid, soft and counselled.Lin Yao suddenly made a sound, and his voice was moistened by the warm soup, so

seemed more and more low and cold: "it's better to die."

"What?"

Lin Yao drank porridge in silence.

Liu Dongdong poured another glass of wine and began to wail: "love you is a lonely thing. I don't understand the meaning of your smile. It's just like a sunflower, insisting silently at night..."

The words and music were out of tune, and his voice was like a ghost. Lin Yao felt that if he stayed any longer, the half bowl of porridge he had just drunk would spit out.

After Liu Dongdong finished singing, he took his chopsticks and poked the peanuts in the bowl. With a clear sound, the peanuts flew to the table and rolled to Lin Yao's hand.

Lin Yaozheng was about to stretch out his finger and flick it back. At the corner of his eye, he saw a furtive figure outside. He put down his spoon and stood up: "OK, I'm full, let's go first."

As soon as he went out, Zhang Jingjing sneaked into the restaurant, grabbed the bar in Liu Dongdong's hand and poured a glass of ice water down from his head. In this way, Liu Dongdong was instantly sober.

"Didn't I have dinner with the boss?"

Zhang Jingjing said coldly: "Liu Dongdong, it's you who broke up with me and you who got drunk. I don't understand this kind of operation."

"I I am

"Me what me? I'll give you another three seconds to think about whether you want to break up with me? "

Liu Dongdong nodded, his eyes firm.

Zhang Jingjing took out a piece of paper and put it on the table: "OK, break up, but you sign this."

"What is this?"

"A contract, if you can't find a girlfriend within a year, then marry me."

Liu Dongdong was stunned.

Zhang Jingjing looked up at him: "do you dare to sign?"

Liu Dongdong smiles and solemnly signs his name on it with a pen.

Zhang Jingjing put away the contract, got up and said, "I've called a driver for you. You can go back by yourself later. I have to go back to work."

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with them, Lin yaocai lit the car and continued to drive around the street without talking.

…

The car stopped at the prison gate.

"Here we are, ma'am."

Han Xuelin nodded, got out of the car, stood at the door and looked in. The woman named Han Mei left here, leaving only a few words. In fact, she is disgusted with this place, but she will get married tomorrow. She has one last thing to do. See Lin Qing for the last time.

Han Xuelin waited for a while and didn't see Lin Qing come out. The prison guard said to her, "Mr. Lin asked me to bless you, saying that you don't have to come to see him in the future."

She stood in silence for a while before leaving.

Han Xuelin can't help sighing that time has changed a lot of people, even Lin Qing. When he first met him, he was a wild playboy. Now he has to swallow his pride in order to protect his wife and children.

Only those who are not bad have changed, but her bad is in her heart.

Han Xuelin and Lin Yao's marriage instantly occupied the headlines of all major news sections. A retired popular hostess and a handsome CEO have their own focus. But the most gossip is that this is the relationship between Lin Yao and Jiang youyou. It is rumored that they have obtained the certificate, and the news that Lin Yao bought a cake for her, plus The news of Shanglin's wedding ceremony with Jiang youyou suddenly became Han Xuelin. The twists and turns became the most interesting thing for everyone. Every melon eater spared no effort to exert their imagination.

For a time, the plot of dog blood in various brain holes was made up. Strange

is that neither the Jiang family nor the Lin family have any comments.

Chu Qing and Lin Li were surrounded by reporters when they went out to play golf. When Lin Li was asked about this, he just said, "we don't know about the children, but it doesn't prevent us from liking Jiang youyou." As soon as these words came out, Han Xuelin became the target of attack of all major netizens.

After Han Xuelin saw the news, she was unusually calm.

They met in the living room and looked at each other. Lin Yao said casually, "you should have expected that things will turn out like this."

Han Xuelin is sitting on the sofa, looking at the guest list of tomorrow's wedding, and a delicately wrapped gift is put on the tea table.

When Han Xuelin heard Lin Yao's words, she gave him a smile and didn't answer him. When she opened the gift, she saw a unique round crystal bottle. The light gold

liquid was eight percent full, and the top of the bottle was a special-shaped red crystal plum.

She did not answer Lin Yao's words, but said something else. "Everyone knows lavender in Provence, but always ignores another beautiful thing, golden Acacia."

Han Xuelin pressed the top of the bottle, and suddenly a faint fragrance filled the air. It was sweet, but there was a kind of sad taste."It is said that golden gentle was brought to the south of France by a captain from Australia. It blooms in summer in Australia, but when it is transplanted to France, it still remembers the month when it blooms. Therefore, in early spring, Provence is full of golden Acacia, so many people think that Acacia blossom represents the wind of lovers, even half the world apart, it still opens a room at the same time, echoing with lovers in a distant place, quietly waiting for the possibility of reunion. "

"wait -- this is the name of this perfume." Han Xuelin gently said

, "this is what a man told me. He love this perfume very much, so he sent me this as a wedding gift."

"But I hate it."

Han Xuelin finished, raised her hand, threw the delicate bottle into the garbage can, and got up to go upstairs.

Lin Yao picked up the bottle, the corners of his mouth slightly invisible, tilted for a moment, quietly waiting for the possibility of reunion? He didn't expect that Frank would be such a sentimental man. He had been waiting all his life to meet Han Mei, and even adopted her daughter. But what he didn't understand was that he knew that Han Mei was in a prison in China, why he never came to see her? But after she died, she sent her ashes back to her side.

It's going to be dark soon. Tomorrow is the wedding. She has to get up early to dress up. In order to save her strength, Han Xuelin went to bed early.

But she never closed her eyes, as if waiting for someone.

The mobile phone rings, and the flashing screen shows overseas calls.

Han Xuelin slowly answered the phone, and Zheng Jun's voice came to her ear, "did you sleep?"

"Did you sleep?" All of a sudden, it makes the relationship between two people complicated.

Han Xuelin sighs. It's a dream.

"How did you call me?" she asked

Why did you call her? Zheng Jun thought about it and said, "if I remember correctly, tomorrow is your wedding."

"Officer Zheng is not mistaken."

"Happy wedding to you."

"Thank you." Zheng Jun: "good dream."

Let go is to, drift with the tide is the feeling. Before hanging up, Zheng Jun added, "although it's very hypocritical, I hope you can get happiness."

Han Xuelin didn't answer and hung up in a hurry.

The morning was hazy, near dawn.

Lying on the bed, Han Xuelin frowned and didn't sleep very well.

She had a dream.

He seemed to have given birth ahead of time. His stomach began to ache and he couldn't speak. He was sent to the operating table.

Many people around him to see, just about shock, someone yelled, "born, born."

Han Xuelin's sweat soaked her cheeks and hair. She had never felt so much pain in her life. When she thought of coming to see her child, she lost her strength.

There was no noise around. When her eyelids were heavy and drooping, someone shook her shoulders hard.