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!The delicate demeanor, the tender voice, and the sentence itself caused a huge impact on Ye Zi'an.

He almost subconsciously looked sideways at the woman who was standing by the door talking on the phone. She still had a smile on her face, not as gentle as she was just now. The tail of her eyes was slightly raised, and she hooked up some mature, charming, scarlet ones. Her lips opened and closed, and she didn't know what she was talking about, but she could see that she was very happy.

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, blocking the haze and the gradual surging of the forehead, a certain emotion that could not be blocked, and he was about to move in the bottom of his heart, clamoring and stirring his nerves.

Until the soft voice sounded again, "Uncle..."

He turned his head, the emotion in his eyes receded like a tide.

An An's gaze fell on the dessert plate, and he reacted and agreed to give her another cake.

So he stretched out his hand and indifferently ordered, "One more chocolate cake."

Ling Qianmo made this call for ten minutes.

When I came back, the table was already full of food, An An was eating obediently by herself, did Ye Zi'an put some dishes that suit her into her bowl?

There are vegetables, meat, and fish with good thorns.

He seems to have a lot of experience in taking care of children.

Seeing her back, the man didn't ask much, he just raised his eyes and glanced at her faintly, and said lukewarmly, "Let's eat."

Ling Qianmo sat down. She didn't order any food just now, but most of the dishes on the table are her favorite.She didn't say anything, leaning on the chopsticks and eating quietly.

Occasionally pick some good-tasting ones and put them in an An'an bowl.

But after eating two pieces of cake, An An obviously couldn't eat it anymore.But in order to prevent Mommy from discovering that she had eaten another piece secretly, she could only work hard to feed herself.

However, her daughter, Ling Qianmo, didn't understand how she filled her with a bowl of soup, "You can stop eating the soup after you finish it."

An An sips the soup, glances everywhere with guilty eyes, but dare not go to see Mommy.

But when she drank a bowl of soup and put it down, she couldn't help but confessed her mistake, "I'm sorry, Mommy."

Seeing her confession, Ye Zi'an seemed to be worried about Ling Qianmo's reproach, and hurriedly said, "I asked the waiter to prepare."

The big black and white eyes were narrowed into a seam, the facial features overflowed with layers of coldness and mockery, his hands encircled his chest, and his clear voice did not rush, "Mr. Ye, I will say it again at last, An An has nothing to do with you. And I educate my daughter, it is not your turn to tell me."

"I know." He closed his eyes, whether An An really had nothing to do with him, or she felt that she was not qualified to say so on purpose, he could understand.

"Mummy." The little fingers grabbed her sleeves and pulled them, her big eyes filled with water mist, "Mummy, An An is wrong, don't be angry, OK?"

Ling Qianmo was taken aback. She just lost control of her emotions so clearly in front of the child, "Sorry, I scared you?" Holding An An's cheek in both hands, she kissed her on the forehead, "Mom. Mi is not angry. Mommy knows that An An is very good and obedient, so how can she be angry."

She was not angry with An An, nor was she angry with Ye Zi'an.

It can be said that she herself didn't know what she was angry with.She didn't even know why she brought An An around Ye Zi'an.

After a meal, Ye Zi'an offered to send them home.

Ling Qianmo smiled and declined, "No need for Mr. Ye, someone will come back to pick us up."

Ye Zi'an's eyebrows darkened, "Is that him?"

Ling Qianmo didn't want to tell who he was referring to, as long as he felt that there was this "him", that was enough.

She nodded and smiled between her eyebrows, "Yes."

"Okay, then I will send you out."

Ling Qianmo led An An, and Ye Zi'an walked beside him. No one spoke, and he left the restaurant in silence.

On the side of the road, an army green Land Rover had already parked there.

Seeing them coming out, Jiang Minghao jumped down, opened the back seat door, caught An An who was rushing past, and placed her in the back seat. Then he raised his eyes and looked at Ye Zian, "Thank you, Mr. Ye for taking care of Xiaomo and An An. Goodbye."

Ling Qianmo opened the door of the co-pilot, and when he was about to sit on, he was caught by his wrist.

She looked back, meeting the man's unexpectedly deep eyes.

The eyes poured with ink were filled with a faint smile. Such insightful smile and eyes made Ling Qianmo's calm emotions fluctuate.

"Is there anything going on, President Ye?"

Ye Zi'an listened to the woman calling him President Ye in a soft and clear voice, and the restless mood that had been suppressed in his heart gradually surfaced again.

He took out his cell phone and cigarette from his pocket, held it between his fingers, took a deep breath, and expelled a puff of smoke, "How is it, is my performance satisfactory to you?"

When the woman who was originally frowned by the smell of smoke heard this, her eyelids trembled slightly, "Ye always feels, should I be satisfied?"

"Qian Qian, whatever you want to do, let me help you."

She had been out for half a year, if she hadn't deliberately concealed it, he would have known it.If she really wanted to hide from him, she could just continue to hide like this, and she wouldn't be guilty of bringing An An to appear in front of him in a majestic and open manner.

She wants to do what she wants to do, and is worried that what she is going to do will be hindered by him, so she will take the initiative to show up to try.

Ye Zi'an looked at her, her low and dull voice telling the fact that she had already seen through, "Qian Qian, what are you worried about me?"

What are you worried about?There are so many things to worry about!

She never thought that there was so much insider darkness behind the car accident that she thought it was her own mistake.

Since she had already paid the price for the car accident, then someone should also pay for the death of grandpa.

"I'm worried about what Mr. Ye doesn't know?" Ling Qianmo couldn't help laughing. The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were charming, but the cooling in his bones leaked out without leaving a trace. "I'm the one who has been sitting. The woman in prison has a stigmatized and hopeless future. And you, Ye Zi'an, you have moved the Ye family’s industry to Spring City a little bit over the years, and you have become a figure in this city that only covers the sky. What if I want to start in this city? Wind and waves, naturally you must first inquire about your attitude towards Master Ye Da."

"With Jiang Minghao, boyfriend and fiance, would you still worry about my attitude?"

boyfriend?fiancé?

Ling Qianmo froze for a moment, and then returned to smile, "Naturally, the Jiang family has the power of the Jiang family, and Ye always has the contacts of President Ye. Once I move some people you are reluctant to move, it is difficult to guarantee that Ye always won't rush to the crown. Angry as a beauty."

Ye Zi'an took another cigarette and looked at her, "Apart from you, what kind of beauty do I have?!"

Ling Qianmo raised his face and smiled like a flower, "That might be the case, a man with thirty-one flowers, and Mr. Ye is in full bloom at this time."

PS: Unknowingly, 800,000 words have been written for the trial marriage, and the story has already reached the later stage.Qian Qian came back with hatred, would he be blinded by hatred and do something?