The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

"No, I'm going to the dining table to eat." She had never done anything before eating on the bed, and Lin Zhiye struggled hard in his arms.

"Are you sure?" Tang Junjie easily stopped her struggle, feeling a little frustrated. He decided to dine on the bed because she didn't want her to be too tired. She didn't feel his thoughtfulness at all.

"I'm sure." Nodding heavily, Lin Zhiye found that it was a very pleasant thing to decide his own affairs.

"Go and sit on the sofa to eat. The sofa is soft. You sit more comfortable." Looking at her quietly for a few seconds, Tang Junjie thought of a compromise.

For the first time she showed a stubborn side in front of him, and he couldn't bear to touch her.

Lin Zhiye had no objection this time. As long as she was not eating in bed, she could accept it. So, Tang Junjie first took her to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face, and then took her to the sofa. After she sat down, she got up and went to eat the meal on the table. Point to move to the coffee table.

Two servings of hot pasta, plus four boiled eggs in white water, a cup of milk and a cup of coffee on the coffee table.

"Have you not eaten?" Lin Zhiye asked Tang Junjie who was sitting next to him. She didn't know how long he woke up before him, but she saw him at work as soon as she opened her eyes. It was obvious that she hadn't just woke up.

"Waiting for you to wake up and eat together." Tang Junjie picked up the milk cup and handed it to Lin Zhiye. "Drink the milk first before eating the noodles."

Obediently took the milk quilt, Lin Zhiye sipped it, his eyes always couldn't help but look at Tang Junjie, and saw that he peeled an egg and put it on her plate, and then slowly ate the spaghetti with a fork. The movements are elegant and smooth, and he can't help but sigh. This man is not only good-looking, but also full of aristocratic atmosphere in every move.

He is a natural leader, even the gaze that gazes at people is so fascinating...Wait, when did he look at him, Lin Zhiye's eyes rounded, there was a feeling of being caught, and his cheeks started to burn. .

"Look at what I am doing? Put the milk before you finish, eat eggs and noodles." Tang Junjie urged her amusedly.

Lin Zhiye didn't dare to think about it any more, and obediently put half of the milk she had drunk on the coffee table, picked up a fork and ate eggs and pasta. After the eggs were finished, she only ate half of the noodles and she couldn't eat anymore. She put down the fork in her hand and said: "I'm stuffed."

Tang Junjie knew that she didn't eat much, so she didn't force her to eat noodles, so she only asked her to finish the milk. Lin Zhiye was holding the milk cup in both hands, looking at Tang Junjie with a pair of water eyes flickering, and then he stopped talking.

Looking at her movements, Tang Junjie called the waiter to take away the tableware after finishing the meal. With a big hand, he placed her on his lap and hugged her in his arms. Lin Zhiye was afraid that the milk in the cup would spill, so be careful. Holding.

"Just ask if you have any questions," Tang Junjie said, picking up a strand of her hair to play with.

Lin Zhiye was stunned, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart, is his performance so obvious? Just thinking about that, his low voice rang in his ears. "You are too innocent, and everything you think is on your face."

"Why?" Lin Zhiye denied with a blushing face.

"Then you are asking, or don't you?" Tang Junjie took a moment to admire her red apple-like cheeks. He really wanted to take a bite. He did the same. Lin Zhiye was frightened by his movements, the milk cup in his hand. Leaning to one side, fortunately she didn't let the milk spill out in time.

"If you don't want to ask, we can do something else." At the end of the word, Tang Junjie reached out and took the milk cup in her hand and put it on the coffee table.

When he heard that he wanted to do something else, Lin Zhiye quickly said, "I want to ask."

Tang Junjie chuckled, his deep eyes fixedly looking at her, as if waiting for her question.

"I want to know what is the relationship between you and Sister Rouxue?" After struggling for a while, Lin Zhiye carefully asked the first question.

"Rouxue is the adopted daughter of the Tang family, you know that." Tang Junjie didn't intend to hide anything from her. Seeing the woman in his arms nodded, he continued slowly. "She was my fiancée to Mei Zhuma. When she was seventeen years old, on the eve of our engagement, I was tricked by Liu Shanshan to spend a night with her. Ding Du had it at that time. I woke up and saw it the next day. The person is Liu Shanshan. I thought it was Liu Shanshan who was with me. I was so angry that I wanted to kill Liu Shanshan. I didn’t do that because Liu Shanshan was a friend of Rouxue. Call Rouxue and she told me she was attending in Paris. The costume show asked me to postpone my engagement for three days. After waiting for her for three days, I was going to pick her up, but the company had something to do at this time and I had to stay and deal with it. Three days later, the plane she came back had an accident. The plane was destroyed and people died, and there was no life left. Without Rouxue, my heart died with it. I followed the arrangement of the family and married Liu Shanshan..."

Listening to Tang Junjie talking about his past with Sister Rouxue, Lin Zhiye didn't feel jealous in his heart, only heartache full of heartache for him, and his voice asked dryly, "What happened later?"

With her head buried in her neck, Tang Junjie continued: "Later I found Rouxue. She was dying and her heart was battered. I sent someone to investigate and found out that she was not on the plane, but She was deliberately brought to China to replace her twin sister with Lan Jin. I brought her back to England. Rouxue was well, but her heart was lost on Lan Jin. She was unhappy, and I hadn’t been there for seven years. I was able to open her heart until Ding Du appeared and Lan Jin appeared, and Rouxue gradually opened her heart. I was very happy to learn that Ding Du was the child of Rouxue and me. I watched Rouxue slowly gaining sincerity on her face. With a smile, I felt as if I was about to lose her. After struggling for a long time, I finally decided to send her and Ding Du back to Lan Jin."

Lin Zhiye couldn't listen anymore, turned around in his arms, tightly hugged his neck with his thin arms, and buried his head in his chest crying.

"Why are you crying?" Tang Junjie's tone was very helpless. It may be because of her in his arms. The pain he felt when he sent Rouxue back to Lan Jin was no longer there. On the contrary, he was a little grateful for his original decision. Holding Rouxue firmly, the three of them were in pain. He had no chance to know Lin Zhiye, and he was not even qualified to marry her.

There is a conclusion in everything.

After crying for a while, Lin Zhiye lifted his head from his arms, her eyes were red like little rabbits, and she looked at him seriously. "Junjie, I love you, I will always love you."

Suddenly being confessed, Tang Junjie was a little dazed. This man who is dealing with things vigorously and resolutely did not know what to say when facing his wife's confession at the moment, but just stared at her in a daze.

When he did not speak, Lin Zhiye's heart began to be uneasy, afraid that he would not want her love, and even more afraid that the two would part ways.

"You..." Lin Zhiye's lips were blocked as soon as he uttered a word. Tang Junjie kissed her fiercely, and kissed her until her breathing was difficult, and he was about to suffocate, before he let go of her. Lips, whispered: "Thank you Ye, I am lucky to marry you for three lives."

It was a long time before Lin Zhiye understood what he meant. With a bright smile on his small face, he blushed and said in a low voice: "We must hurry up and give birth to a younger brother."

"I'm so happy." Tang Junjie chuckled and took the small woman in his arms and strode towards the bed.

Lin Zhiye smiled shyly, she was very happy that she had a flash marriage, flashed right.

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