The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!Xiang Hengtu's confession made Ling Qianmo stunned, and subconsciously avoided his hand in the film title.

The man withdrew his finger, but his expression was more serious than ever, "I know, I used to fail to see my true heart, which made you suffer a lot of grievances. You hate me in your heart, and it is natural. But during this time I thought carefully After that, I love you, Qian Mo, I really fall in love with you."

Xiang Heng's thin lips moved slightly, and the corners of his lips pulled out a mocking smile, "You might think I am ridiculous. I don't cherish it when I am around. I regret it when I lose it. I don't know when I fell in love. You, but mine is indeed in love, I..."

"Xiang Heng." Ling Qianmo said, interrupting him, "I'm married!"

Xiang Heng, "..."

With a wry smile, Xiang Heng's eyes fell on her face, and he hesitantly asked, "Then are you happy?"

Are you happy?

Ling Qianmo once asked himself this question.

Probably, it is happy!

Seeing that she was silent, Xiang Heng grabbed her hand, "Qian Mo, if he is really nice to you, how could he not come to see you for so long."

"I said, he is also in the hospital, and I..."

"Don't say you didn't tell him, if he really wants to know, there is a way." Xiang Heng interrupted her directly and opened it up, "Gu Bei and the others really listen to you? Don't forget, they are friends."

Yes, they are friends, and she is just an outsider.

"I know you asked Li Nan to help you deal with the car and the house, Qian Mo, are you planning to leave him, right?!" Although it was a question, he said it in a declarative tone, and Xiang Heng's tone suddenly changed. A little anxious, "Since you want to leave him, why can't you give me another chance?"

"Xiang Heng, we have passed, I have forgotten..."

"Eight years of youth, if it is so easy to forget, why should you keep your distance from me."

It is true that eight years of youth and eight years of love are not so easy to forget.

Although she hasn't forgotten, she really doesn't love it anymore.

Ling Qianmo looked at him and pulled his hands out of his palm little by little, "I keep a distance from you, but I don't want Ye Zi'an to misunderstand him. After all, he is my husband. No man would like his wife. I'm disconnected from my ex-boyfriend."

"What about him?" Xiang Heng said in a low, dumb voice.

"Ok?"

"You put yourself on the ground for him, and you cut off with your ex-boyfriend. What about him? I pretend that my ex-girlfriend doesn't say anything, and you are entangled with other women. Qian Mo, he is not worth it."

The picture in the mailbox popped up in his mind, Ling Qianmo pressed his lips and said nothing.

She couldn't refute what Xiang Heng said.

"Qian Mo, haven't you ever thought about what exactly does Ye Zi'an approach you for?"

Ling Qianmo's pupils trembled fiercely.

When the door of the ward was knocked, Ling Qianmo raised his eyes to see, the vibration of his pupils became more intense.

Ye Zi'an didn't expect that as soon as he arrived at the door, he heard Xiang Heng sow discord.

"It looks like I'm not here at the right time." Ye Zi'an put his hands around his chest, leaning on the door panel leisurely.He said to bother, but in fact there was no intention to leave.

Ling Qianmo glanced at him, smiling plainly, "No, what's the matter with you?"

She actually asked him what's the matter?!

Ye Zi'an's anger squeezed from the bottom of his heart, "Mrs. Ye has been hospitalized for nine deaths in a car accident. It's hard for me, a husband, to find out how I should come and see."

"I'm okay, you saw it too." Ling Qianmo smiled, "Didn't you just go back and rest, I have..." He glanced at the man's gloomy face and changed it. He said, "You are a dignified young master, and you have never done anything to serve people. If you are really worried, please find a caregiver for me."

During her stay in the hospital, Li Nan and Mu Haruko took turns to deliver meals to her.

She usually takes care of her by a nurse, but she doesn’t want to bother others, such as taking a bath.

Without washing for a week, she felt that her stinky smell could kill a house of flies.

The man glanced at her deeply, the woman's expression was very pale, not repelling, but definitely not warm.

It is neither salty nor light, nor cold nor hot.

This atmosphere is so subtle that you can't even notice it without careful experience.

She can talk and laugh with Xiang Heng, but she is repelling him.

As soon as this thought came out, the man felt unhappy.

The brows gradually bulged, Ye Zi'an was about to speak, and the phone ringing suddenly rang leisurely.

He glanced at the call, and he picked it up slowly.

"I'm in the hospital. You don't know what should people do? It's worth a call to ask me if you are so messy?"

"If Huo Qiping, the old immortal, intervenes again, I don't mind sweeping the Huo family."

"You can find a caregiver for me, tomorrow morning...no, come and report now."

"Oh, people think I can't take care of me well. Okay, stop talking nonsense."

The entire call lasted less than a minute, but the content was enough to shock Ling Qianmo.

Ye Zi'an was missing for a few days and was hospitalized after returning. She heard Li Nan talk about this.

Now think about it, it should be the ghost of the Huo family behind.

"If you have anything, do it, my side..."

"Why, when you have an ex-boyfriend, you start to hate your husband?" His eyes kept falling on her face, and he said in a deep voice, "Is it because I didn't treat you comfortably and made you worry about wild men all day long, or did you think about it more? With him..."

"Ye Zi'an, you are enough." Xiang Hengcun stood up, and the two looked at each other, as if they could fight in minutes.

Ling Qianmo stretched out his hand and pulled Xiang Heng's hand. This scene fell in the man's eyes, his eyes darkened again.

"Whether you believe it or not, I'll explain it to you again. There is nothing between Xiang Heng and I. We are over long ago. As for you, I always remember my identity as Mrs. Ye and dare not make a mistake. But Mr. Ye, what about you?"

Two simple words, a normal rhetoric, directly pierced Ye Zi'an in the chest.

If he didn't see that picture, he would still confidently refute it right now.

But the picture on that photo...

Although not all facts, it was enough to make him dumb.

"I'm tired and want to rest early. Now that you have called a caregiver and you have something to do, just go and take care of it." She said she was tired, but she was not perfunctory. After all, she suffered such a serious injury, even after ten days of raising , The spirit is only slightly better.

Emotions fluctuated like this tonight, indeed tired.

He was ready to walk away, but he didn't want a man to stride over. He held her shoulders to make her lie down, and found a pillow behind her head, tucked the quilt corner, "Go to sleep," I'll be with you."

She likes a taller pillow to sleep, he even knows it!