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!When the woman opened the door and came in, Ye Zi'an could see the unhappiness hidden between her indifferent eyebrows at a glance.

After sitting down, she didn't even look at him, her emotions were very obvious, as if she was deliberately letting him know that she was unhappy.

"What's the matter? Who made you angry again?" The man leaned forward, and simply sat down on the same side as her, and spoke gently and patiently.

Seeing his sudden approaching Yan, close at hand, his eyebrows were clearly visible.

Just watching, not talking.

The man simply stretched out his hand and pinched her waist, clasped her chin with the other hand and kissed him.

His black and white eyes widened instantly, and he didn't expect him to kiss without saying a word.

Everyone was watching. Although it was not as conservative now as before, Ling Qianmo was still a little unacceptable, so he kept beating him.

When the man finally let go of her, Ling Qianmo was still breathing the hard-won fresh air. He was forcibly picked up by him and placed on her lap, lapped her waist and lowered her head against her shoulder. Vice I am wronged, but I don’t want to say anything?!"

"Where am I?" Her expression is really so obvious, "Even if there is a grievance, it is because of you."

"Because of me?" The man stared into her eyes, "Shuan Qian, I don't carry this pot."

"You still don't admit it, it was you who bullied me, and you have always been you." He was bitten by the kiss's somewhat red lips, and his eyes were slightly red, as if he was wronged to the extreme.

She was indeed aggrieved. She refused to get a divorce, but his rotten peach blossoms came to threaten her.

Although she didn't think that the other party was really capable of doing something to Grandpa, she still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

There is no main room that can be calm and calm in the face of Xiao San's provocation.

It's either pretending or not caring at all.

"Well, I'm me, so why are my eyes red." Seeing her aggrieved look, Ye Zi'an felt inexplicably softhearted, and couldn't help kissing her on the forehead again. "Then you say, want How can I coax you to be happy?"

Ling Qianmo's arms were against his chest, his eyes were red, and his eyes were a bit complicated, "If you really want to coax me, just divorce me."

Ye Zi'an, "..."

The handsome and gentle face of the man instantly cooled down, and he looked at her with a smile, "So you have been laying for so long, just to divorce me?"

He drove across half of the city at noon to accompany her for dinner, but not to listen to this.

Ling Qianmo bit her lip and moved to the inside. It seemed that only if she was a little farther away from him, could the next words be spoken safely.

"When I just came down, I received an anonymous call." Ling Qianmo lay on the table, with his head resting on his arm, looking up at Ye Zi'an, "The other party threatened me with grandpa and asked me to cancel the wedding and leave you."

The invitation was sent out, and someone couldn't wait to come to the door, she didn't know what expression she should face.

"So, you have to leave me because of your grandfather marrying me because of him?"

Ling Qianmo, "..."

It seemed like this, but even if it wasn't for this, she still wanted to leave him.

"Qian Qian, am I treating you badly?"

"No, great."

"Very good?" The man sneered, "Then you still keep trying to divorce me?"

Ling Qianmo pursed her mouth and stopped talking, because she was so kind, but only because she was Mrs. Ye.She is very scared, as she gradually sinks, her heart will become more and more restless.

Women in love are so selfish.

If she was just because her grandfather married him, even without his love, she could stay with him because of his money and rights.

But obviously, she is not.

She married him because of love.Even if she had never admitted, she could not deceive herself.

Not to mention, because of love, and gradually dissatisfied.Because of dissatisfaction, he began to hate the woman who appeared next to him, especially the first love that he could not forget, and the Xia Xueying who she had lost to her twice.

"Actually, I would rather you not treat me so nicely." In this way, she is easier to hold her heart.

Just after Ling Qianmo had finished speaking, he realized that the man's eyes were a little bit wrong.

——If you can't give her the marriage she wants, I won't agree to marry her to you.

What rang in Ye Zi'an's mind at that time was the words Ling Lao on the phone.

After being lonely for a long time, Ye Zi'an slowly said, "Qian Qian, give me some time."

"Huh?" The woman didn't understand what he meant for a while.

"Give me some time, maybe I can give you the marriage you want."

***

There are still two days before the wedding.

Ling Qianmo became more and more busy, holding paintbrushes, scissors, and tapes almost all day long. There were also many dummy models in her office, and all the designed clothes were tailored and sewn by herself. , And then put it on the dummy to see the effect.

I heard that Xia Xueying was discharged from the hospital and returned to work, but even though she was in the same department, she didn't have too many opportunities to meet.

What's more, Ling Qianmo was so busy that he didn't even have time to see Ye Zi'an, so how could he remember to see her.

The day before her wedding, Ling Qianmo deliberately left work early, but she didn't see her alone when she returned to the villa.

"Mister hasn't come back yet?" Ling Qianmo asked casually after changing his home obedience and going upstairs.

Ma Qin was probably cooking, and when she heard her come back, she made her a cup of honey grapefruit tea, and smiled when she heard the words, "Tomorrow is the wedding, and there are still a lot of details to deal with, Mister."

Ling Qianmo nodded, Qin Ma was right.

Although she has never been married, she has participated in a lot of weddings for her former university classmates. Just looking at it, she can imagine how many trivial matters.

Fortunately, all of these are in charge of Ye Zi'an, she doesn't care about anything.

Sitting on the sofa and reading a book for a while, Ye Zi'an hadn't come back when Ma Qin prepared the food and brought it to the table.

She couldn't sit still, so she took out her phone and called him.

After thinking for a long time before answering, the man sounded a little noisy, "Where are you?"

When she blurted out this sentence, Ling Qianmo pursed her lips. She actually didn't want to ask about his private life.

"Are you off work?" The man's voice was a little surprised.

Couldn't she get off work early, "Well, won't you come back to finish dinner?"

"There is something, it may be late to come back. You eat first, don't wait for me." The man's voice was gentle and deep, with a touch of comfort.

Ling Qianmo tossed and tasted, and for some reason he realized that he must have something to hide from her.

She raised her delicate brows, her pink lips pressed into a straight line, "Okay, I see. You are busy with you, I won't bother you."

After hanging up the phone, Ling Qianmo sat on the sofa in a daze, then got up and walked towards the restaurant.

"Mother Qin, if your husband doesn't come back for dinner, let's eat."