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!She touched her face vigorously, then gritted her teeth and looked out the window, the emotions on her face gradually calming down.

Turning forward, Ye Zi'an took the opportunity to take a look at her, "Why don't you speak, you are angry?" She should feel embarrassed and annoyed when he broke it in public.

"...Why should I be angry with you?"

"So, you just don't want to talk to me?"

Hearing what he said, Ling Qianmo's eyes half drooped, "No, it's just...a bit tired."

"If you are tired, sleep for a while," the man replied, "I will call you when I get there."

Looking at his serious profile, Ling Qianmo couldn't help but nodded, then slowly closed his eyes.

Perhaps, she should really try to let go and get out of Xiang Heng's world.

No matter what he and Xia Xueying want, they have nothing to do with her.

Entangling with Xiang Heng again, she is really digging her own grave.

In a turbulent world, she can't protect herself, and it's not that important to be hurt or not.

As long as... Grandpa is good, that's it!

Thinking of the grandfather who regarded her as a treasure since childhood, Ling Qianmo frowned involuntarily, a little irritable. Grandpa wanted to see Xiang Heng, but now that she can't see it, she still has to think of a suitable reason to tell him about the breakup.

As for her and Ye Zi'an, she didn't want to know how those people knew, as long as they didn't tell Grandpa, it would be fine.

The phone rang suddenly, and Ling Qianmo flicked it out of her bag and glanced at Xiang Heng.

His fingers paused, and he still chose to refuse.

It's just that there seems to be reluctant, she hangs up three times before and after, and still fights over persistently.

"If you want to pick it up, there should be a break." The man's low voice came from the side, with a hint of warmth.

Ling Qianmo thought for a while, and finally chose to answer the call when he called again.

"Ling Qianmo..."

It was messy there, and she could still hear a lot of questions.

"If you don't concentrate on dealing with reporters, what can you do with me?"

Xiang Heng's voice sounds like gritted teeth, "Where are you now?"

"Mr. Xiang, I don't think I need to report my whereabouts to you. If you have something to say, you can hang up if it's okay."

The head paused, Ling Qianmo could hear his light panting from running.Obviously, he hasn't been able to ask reporters to entangle him.

She really couldn't figure out why he called himself in this case.

"I have something to ask you, where are you, I will look for you now."

"No," Ling Qianmo refused indifferently, "I think no matter what it is, it should be clear on the phone."

There was no answer for a long time, Ling Qianmo held the phone, almost thinking that he would hang up.

"Ling Qianmo, are you really planning to go back to your grandfather's birthday party alone and tell him you want to find a man to marry?"

Ling Qianmo was stunned for a few seconds before reacting, and then he couldn't help being furious, "Xiang Heng, you actually..."

It's not that he has never disdain to get involved with the Ling family, now how can he learn to report to them.

"Tomorrow night, I will wait for you in Cypros."

After speaking, they hung up there.

Ling Qianmo almost couldn't help but smashed her mobile phone. She didn't even dream that Xiang Heng could be so shameless.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her frown and her face pale.

Ling Qianmo didn't speak, turned his head and looked out the window.What did Xiang Heng just say, threat?If she doesn't go, will he tell Grandpa these things directly?

But why should he threaten himself?Because they broke up, but she didn't cry for life, couldn't satisfy his psychological gap to the young master?

Or was it because she stabbed his sweetheart with a needle in Mianli several times, so he wanted to breathe out?

After thinking about it, Ling Qianmo couldn't tell the truth, only felt that she was wrapped up in a mess of mahjong and couldn't figure out the clue.

The man next to him didn't get an answer, frowned slightly, "Ling Qianmo, do you still have any self-esteem?"

Understatement, but ruthlessly pierced her mind.

"Ye Zi'an."

The man looked at her sideways.

"Did you get those reporters?" She didn't know why, she thought he had such great ability.

Ye Zi'an frowned, and the steering wheel slammed to the side. The car suddenly changed its lane, causing the horns beside the car to rang.

squeak!

The man stepped on the brakes with a strong gesture, and even his eyes were short, "Get off!"

Ling Qianmo was taken forward by the huge inertia, and was pulled back by the seat belt and hit the seat hard. He was a little confused when he heard such a cold and merciless words, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

A big hand stretched over, unfastened her seat belt, and opened the car door smoothly, again with two cold words, "Get off!"

Only then did she react, seeing the impatience and anger in his eyes clearly.

After getting off the car, the man leaped over and closed the door heavily, started the car, and left instantly.

Only a roaring back is left!

He was angry, very angry.Compared to being downstairs at Xiang Heng's house that day, he was even more angry.

Ling Qianmo felt guilty inexplicably, her suspicion was unreasonable, but it was really hurtful.

He was just a person who came to Spring City on a business trip, so he could not mobilize the media, but she suspected that he was deliberately blocking Xiang Heng by this.

She was kind enough to pick her up from get off work, but she was accused of such a crime for no reason. The muddy person should be angry.

The fingers hanging on his side made a fist, the joints turned white, and he raised his eyes and glanced in the direction where Ye Zi'an disappeared. After all, he released his fingers and raised his hand to stop a taxi.

After arriving home, Ling Qianmo stood in the corridor, hesitating and knocked on the door of 1603.

Knocked for a long time without any response.

Approximately, it is because the owner has not returned.

After thinking about it, she still took out the key to open the door of her home, thinking for a while when closing the door, still left a small gap so that she could hear the movements outside at any time.

She thought that she should at least apologize for what happened today.Speaking of it, she has been helping her since she met her.

At eight o'clock in the evening, there was not the slightest movement outside, Ling Qianmo took out his mobile phone from his bag.

She gave herself an excuse, and if someone was busy, she didn't disturb others by calling.

So, I just sat on the sofa in the living room and watched the hands of the wall clock walking minute by minute.

Ling Qianmo didn't know when he fell asleep, but when he heard the noise outside the door, he woke up and raised his head, the pointer pointed to two o'clock in the morning.

She jumped off the sofa and ran over with a frown in slippers. When she opened the door, she saw Ye Zi'an flushed and drunk, hanging on a tall and handsome man.

"Ye Zi'an, have you drunk?"