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!Ling Qianxin stood where she was, with a blue and white face interlaced, and she cast a bitterly at Ling Qianmo.

It was all her, if it weren't for her, how could he make Ye Lao angry when he came.

The last time Ye Laoqi was hospitalized, she had already seen the old man’s status in Ye Zi'an's heart. Originally, she planned to have a good relationship with him and change his view of himself. Who knows that because of Ling Qianmo, she came Make it like this!

Hmph, let's settle the relationship with Ye Lao first, and then find Ling Qianmo to settle the account.

Thinking of this, Ling Qianxin’s face was immediately full of smiles, "Grandpa Ye, you misunderstood, I was joking with my sister just now. The last time I was wrong, Grandpa Ye, you adults don’t care about villains, so don’t be angry with Xinxin. Come on, Xinxin knew that she was wrong, and Xinxin would never dare to joke with her sister in the future."

What returned to her was Ye Lao let out a cold snort, and the cold and proud back that turned around to her.

Ling Qianxin clenched her fist fiercely, and the damn old man actually showed her face.

The old Ye who had left suddenly turned around, Ling Qianxin's anger that was too late to take back froze on her face like this, she could only try to squeeze a smile, and her entire face was twisted.

When Madam Qin saw this, she couldn't help frowning and showing a touch of disdain, too lazy to look at this person's face again, to clean up the house.

Ye Lao frowned slightly, with a pair of wise eyes showing through everything, he smiled lightly, unspeakable irony.

For a while, Ling Qianmo and her were the only two left in the living room.

Ling Qianmo naturally didn't want to see her more than others, so he left a sentence, "Mother Qin cleaned up the room, and you can go to rest. Some things must be clear to you first. There are some places in this house that you cannot enter. The first is Ye Zi'an's study, the second is my study, and the third is my bedroom. I will tell you the shame first. If you trespass, don’t blame me for driving you out."

"You..." Ling Qianxin grinned her teeth and laughed again in a flash, "I see."

What's great, she wouldn't let her in, she naturally had other ways to get in.

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In the evening, Ye Zi'an's Bentley Shangmu slowly drove into the front yard.

Ling Qianxin curled up on the sofa in the living room watching TV, holding potato chips in her arms, hearing the sound of the car, immediately jumped off the sofa and rushed out.

The potato chips in his arms were knocked over and fell to the ground.

Mother Qin, who was wiping the handrails of the stairs, was taken aback, her brows frowned, she just dragged the ground!!!

Potato chip residue is the hardest to manage!

Ling Qianxin rushed out, just in time to see Ye Zi'an open the door.

The street lights in the front yard were already on, and a soft halo hit the man, weakening his cold temperament a lot.He was wearing a white shirt, a black plaid sweater vest and a beige windbreaker outside. He looked like an elegant family boy under the street lamp.

Such Ye Zi'an stared at Ling Qianxin directly.

The man closed the car door, and when he looked up, he saw Ling Qianxin who was stunned at the door, frowning unhappy, "Why are you here?"

"Brother-in-law," the original Zhang Yang turned into a twist, Ling Qianxin raised her face and looked at the overly perfect man in front of her, "My sister picked me up. She was worried that I was alone in the hotel and no one would take care of me."

Ye Zi'an raised his eyebrows, did not speak, passed her and walked into the room.His expression was cold, and he didn't even give Ling Qianxin the light from the corner of his eyes.

When I entered the room, I just saw Ling Qianmo coming down the stairs. Her cold expression instantly became gentle. He walked a few steps up to hold her in his arms and said affectionately, "Qian Qian, why did you get down?"

"Hearing the sound of the car, I know that you are back, and I want to tell you something." Ling Qianmo raised his head in his arms and looked at him with a smile.

The man looked back and glanced at Ling Qianxin, whose eyes fell on them downstairs, "She?"

"Yeah." Ling Qianmo nodded, and just about to speak, he was picked up by the man, "I'm not interested in listening to her. It's late, and I should rest early."

"but……"

"No, but you are a pregnant woman now."

After all, he held the person in my direction strongly, never turning his head back halfway.

Downstairs, Ling Qianxin clenched fists with both hands, her back teeth creaked.

Staring at the only woman in Ye Zi'an's arms, what's so proud of? Sooner or later, these happiness will belong to her, only her.

Mom Qin cleaned up the room and called her, "Second Miss, the room is already cleaned up, you can go to rest."

"What second lady, let me tell you, there is only one lady in the Ling family, and that is me." Ling Qianxin turned around and walked to her room.

In the bedroom, after Ye Zi'an gently put Ling Qianmo on the bed, he couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke her still flat lower abdomen. The appearance and the look in his eyes looked extremely religious, "How about, is the baby behaved today?! "

Ling Qianmo, "..."

It was just a little tadpole, would he take it too seriously?

Ye Zi'an sat down on the edge of the bed, opened the drawer of the bedside table smoothly, took out a stack of bound documents from it, and handed it to her.

Ling Qianmo didn't know, so she turned it around and looked up and surprised her by the few people who looked up.

Property transfer book.

Looking at each page carefully, the more I look at it, the more I feel frightened.

Ye Zi'an actually gave her ten percent of his shares, and ten percent to the child in her stomach.In addition, there are all kinds of movable and immovable properties. She only now knows that he actually has properties all over the country.

"Ye Zi'an, I am not satisfied that you are nurturing, you want to nurture my unborn child?"

His eyes looked affectionately over the money, and his tone of voice was stubborn, "Shallow, you should be very clear about whether I meant it. I haven't signed this document yet, I just want to give it to you first. Look, and listen to what you mean."

After experiencing so many things, how could he not understand that she is not used to others deciding her life.

He hasn't signed yet?

So he was going to use this document to discuss with her, instead of direct notification?

Ling Qianmo turned to the last page, and saw that the signed column was still blank, and the originally resisting emotion seemed to be smoothed by a pair of big hands that could not be opened.

She lowered her head and glanced at the heavy document in her hand. He almost divided all his assets into three equal parts, one for him, her, and the children.

The gift was so expensive that she almost felt overwhelmed. There were only two or three pages of paper, but she looked at it for nearly ten minutes, and then closed the document quite heavily, "Ye Zian, can I ask you a question?"

"Ok?"

"Why did you suddenly do this?"

"Suddenly?" Ye Zi'an raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips raised slightly. "Actually, I wanted to do this a long time ago. It's just that you are too sensitive. I'm always afraid of scaring you."