Their Intriguing Marriage

Li Qingning dropped her head in his words, and a strong self reproach came to her heart. It was as heavy as a huge stone, which made her gasp, even lost her mind.

She seemed to say to herself, "why does he drink so much wine? Why does he treat himself so much..."

"Madam, although I'm just a housekeeper, I'd like to say that I've never seen Mr. LAN pay so much attention to any woman. You are the first one. Maybe Mr. LAN is really wrong, but no one is perfect. He has his difficulties and difficulties..."

At this point, he was obviously a little excited, and stopped in time not to let himself go on, because it was obviously not in line with his consistent professional quality.

In his words, Li Qingning's head dropped lower, as if to be buried in the chest, so that the housekeeper could not see the emotion on her face.

He cleared his throat, and his tone returned to the original calm. "Madam, I don't mean anything else when I say this. I just hope you and your husband can get better. It's late. You're injured again. I'll send you to have a rest."

Li Qingning looked up at him. The exciting light in his eyes was gone. She nodded gently, turned and walked upstairs.

Her steps upstairs were very light, but Mrs. LAN opened the door like a smooth ear, and came out of the room with her chin raised. When she looked at her, her eyes were full of disdain and disgust.

"Where have you been so late?" Mrs. Lan's tone is full of questions, like a mother-in-law who discipline her daughter-in-law.

What the housekeeper said just now still reverberated in her mind, and the pain from all over her body bothered her. Mrs. Lan's words were like bombers, buzzing on her nerves.

She frowned and looked straight at her and said, "I'm leaving, aren't I?"

Mrs. LAN didn't expect that Li Qingning, who has always been weak, would dare to look at her eyes and contradict her. She could not help but get angry in her eyes, and her tone became fierce.

"I tell you, Li Qingning, as long as you step into my LAN family's door for one day, you should listen to me. You come back from outside so late. What do people outside think about our LAN family? And, I tell you, no matter what time it is, even if you are going to die the next second, you are not qualified to talk to me like this. "

Her eyes at the same time also whizz to launch a poison arrow, as if to use eyes in front of this do not know the height of the Yellow haired girl put to death.

"I know. I'll pay attention later." Li Qingning only felt that her whole body was soft. All the things she had experienced all day had almost emptied her body. At the moment, she was still worried about Lan Qing. She had no spare strength to argue with the difficult woman in front of her.

"Later?" Lanfu seemed to have heard something funny. She looked at her with her eyebrows. Her voice was full of disdain. "Li Qingning, don't forget what you promised me. What else can I do?"

Then, with a cold hum, he turned and walked towards the house.

Li Qingning was in the same place for a long time, motionless, as if the picture had been frozen at that moment. She looked up at Lan Qing's door, but he was not behind it.

How's he doing? At the moment, she kept thinking about such problems, but in the end, the physical fatigue and pain forced her to move back to her room and throw herself heavily on the bed.

In her dream, she seems to return to the time when she was in Paris with Lanqing. He walked slowly towards the hotel with her on his back, but the next second, he came back to the scene when he was playing coquetry with her in the office, and then saw them lying quietly on the clear seaside of Maldives hand in hand.

It was a very magical feeling, like, she knew it was a dream, but that feeling was very real, like really returning to those happy days.

Let her close her eyes tightly for fear that she will be pulled back to the merciless reality.

The sky gradually brightened up, the first ray of sunlight in the early morning pierced the gray fog, the sky was so blue that people could not help feeling good.

When Lan Qing tries to get out of bed and leave again, he is pressed back to the bed by Du Zihao.

He frowned and said impatiently, "you have forced me to lie here for more than 30 hours. If I lie down, my legs will be broken."

"Please, if I let you go, your life will be wasted." Du Zihao said half jokingly and half seriously as he prepared the injection.

Finish saying, walk to his side, stoop down to inject that small tube of transparent liquid through his vein.

"It's not so serious. Your doctors just like to scare people." Lan Qing said in a deep voice, looking at the lines on the ceiling.

Du Zihao shook his head and said helplessly: "well, as a friend, I'll give you a piece of advice. Your body has been yellow card for years because of the influence of alcohol. Do you know? I'll tell you, if you drink like this again, your stomach will bleed. Do you know? "

Lan Qing's thin lips pressed tightly together without any response.

"I tell you, it's useless for you to be silent now, but you tell me, what can you do to make you always need to drink? Did Lan's stock fall? Gu Fei Er is back to trouble you again? You can't do it in bed? Apart from that, I can't think of anything that makes you think so much. "

Du Zihao played his talent beyond his medical talent and talked like a stand up comic dialogue.

"Well? Is there something wrong between you and Li Qingning? " In front of his eyes, Lan Qing suddenly frowned, sat up from the bed and walked towards the door.

"Ah, you..." when Du Zihao came back and wanted to get up to stop him, he had already rushed out of the door, leaving only a tall figure with a little haggard.

All the way, he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and galloped along the road. His eyes were fixed on the front, but his head was full of the figure of that woman. Even if she had said those words, he would rather believe that it was her insincere lie.

She was staring out of the window when he stopped the car in front of the villa and ran towards Li Qingning's room upstairs. The day of leaving was getting closer and closer. She was always puzzled and didn't feel good.

The sunlight outside the window seems to have no heat. The shadow of the tree breaks the light column and scatters on the grass outside the window. Those plants seem to have passed their heyday, and they all seem to be in decline.

Hearing the sound of the door slamming open, she turned and looked towards the door. She saw his anxious face.