The domineering president's barbaric wife

Before the Secretary's words were finished, Leng Mohan raised his hand and interrupted him, saying, "it doesn't matter. You can get on the bus."

Leng Mohan opens the door of the back seat and arranges Shen Xiaonian. Then he goes to the other side and gets on the back seat. After sitting down, Leng Mohan said to the driver's secretary, "drive, go back to Linshui."

The distance from Shen's mansion to Linshui's house is not very close, but fortunately, in the dead of night, there are fewer vehicles on the streets than in the daytime.

Shen Xiaonian lies back on the back of the back seat and looks out of the window. Leng Mohan looks at Shen Xiaonian and wants to say something, but he can't say it.

Shen Nianzhi's silent appearance reminds him of Shen Xiaonian who used to treat each other with cold violence.

Leng Mohan looks back at Shen Xiaonian. The more you look at it, the more Leng Mohan feels that Shen Xiaonian and Shen Nianzhi are really similar.

Therefore, Leng Mohan has a question. Is it Shen Xiaonian or Shen Nianzhi that he loves?

This question, Leng Mohan remembers, is not the first time he has asked himself. Every time when he got along with Shen Nianzhi, he always felt that he was changing from time to time.

To tell you the truth, during the three years of marriage with Shen Xiaonian, there were not many times when she really felt her love.

Because, Shen Xiaonian's love, like running water, can only accumulate over time. You think she is dispensable, but when you lose it, you know that she has already invaded your internal organs and cannot leave.

And Shen Nianzhi is a woman.

At the beginning, he was interested in her purely because she had the shadow of Shen Xiaonian he had been pursuing.

With the increase of time spent with Shen Nianzhi, her more and more distinct personal characteristics began to occupy lengmohan's heart step by step.

This occupation is terrible.

Because the increase of Shen Nianzhi's memory means that the place left by Leng Mohan to Shen Xiaonian is decreasing.

Sometimes in the deep of night, when Leng Mohan occasionally cherishes Shen Xiaonian, he unconsciously brings Shen Nianzhi's smile to Shen Xiaonian.

Before long, Leng Mohan has reason to suspect that Shen Xiaonian's weight in his heart may be less and less. Thinking of this, Leng Mohan feels guilty. Guilt is like a big stone, which makes him gasp.

However, he couldn't keep him away from Shen Nianzhi for a while.

If... Leng Mohan sometimes imagines that if Shen Xiaonian and Shen Nianzhi were the same person, he would not have to make such a difficult choice.

Men's attitude towards love is always like this.

When you can't be sure, you can easily promise.

Linshui family

After seeing his villa, Shen Xiaonian takes off his clothes and returns them to lengmohan. When he handed the clothes back, Shen Xiaonian began to thank lengmohan: "thank you today."

Leng Mohan took the clothes and put them on his side: "don't you blame me?" After putting away the clothes, Leng Mohan turns his head, opens his mouth and says to Shen Xiaonian.

"What's your fault? I don't blame you. " Shen Xiaonian shook his head, lowered his head, and said, "today's thing is really that I'm too fussy. It's not a big deal. " Leng Mohan reaches out his left hand and raises Shen Xiaonian's cheek, letting her just be his eyes: "Nianzhi, Shen Nianzhi, I'm glad you can make a fuss about my affairs, but don't cry any more. When you cry, I'm in a hurry. I don't know how to comfort you... If you are sad again in the future, you will beat me until I cry. " Leng Mohan said solemnly.

Shen Xiaonian: "you said it. Don't go back!"

In front of the Secretary, he tried his best to resist his impulse to look back. In his heart, he began to wonder again and again whether the man sitting behind was his own cold and heartless boss?

Shen Family Mansion

The guests gradually left, and the Shen family mansion was as quiet as before. The hall and the outer hall were all brightly lit, and the servants all picked up the cleaning tools and worked hard to clean the large area they were responsible for.

The night has been very deep, everyone has become very sleepy after a day of fatigue. No one was distracted to speak. For a moment, in Norda's villa, there was no other voice except the jingle of tools.

Just as everyone was working silently, steward Qian suddenly came out of the kitchen. He had a stainless steel lunch box in his hand. The heat preservation lunch box has four layers, which is not transparent, so people can't see what's inside.

Holding the lunch box, steward Qian hurried up the stairs.

When the servants around saw this scene, there was no expression on their faces, no other expression in their actions, no other expression in their words. It's not the first time steward Qian has done this.

At first, when they saw this scene, the servants would guess in their hearts whether it was money housekeeper who abused his private rights and opened a small kitchen for himself. But later, they thought that if money housekeeper opened a small kitchen, it would be too open and aboveboard. Isn't he afraid of those guys who secretly had enemies with him to tell master Shen?

After that, it was over. The reason why it didn't come to an end was that a servant said that he saw steward Qian with a lunch box and went into Mr. Shen's study on the second floor.

Hearing this, the servants gradually lost the interest of further discussion in private.

Because everyone thought that the food in the lunch box was for Mr. Shen

Steward Qian took the lunch box and went into master Shen's study. He didn't even knock on the door, so he just pushed the door in.

It was dark inside the study. Steward Qian didn't turn on the light. He felt the dark and came to the door of another room near the study. At this time, steward Qian began to knock on the door. He knocked on the door and said, "master, I'm here with something."

After steward Qian finished, there came master Shen's old voice and said, "come in."

When he was promised, steward Qian opened the door. It was dark inside, but it was different from outside

Although this room is not big, it is not small. The only thing that can light up in it is the red candle burning in front of the Bodhisattva.

The statue of Bodhisattva was placed on the mahogany table carefully carved by the carpenters, while Mr. Shen was sitting on the floor in front of the mahogany table, wiping the... Statue in his hand with handkerchief or paper towel. Although it is far away, it does not prevent steward Qian from recognizing the portrait of his young master. The black-and-white photos in the portrait, under the reflection of the candlelight, make people stand up with some sweat.