Their Intriguing Marriage

But just as she started, he Jiawen's voice came from behind, "you know I like you, but you don't have to. Don't worry, I won't intervene in you."

His voice sounded colder than the colder voice she had just made, as if it was covered with a thin layer of ice.

Li Qingning pauses in the same place, says nothing, and leaves the office with only two of them.

Seeing Lan Qing, who was waiting downstairs, leaning against the car with her head down and thinking about something, her restless heart was gradually stabilized.

She took a deep breath and tried to make herself look the same as usual. Then she came to him and called: "Lan Qing..."

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes brushed her face, like a cold spring, with a trace of scarlet.

"What's the matter with you?" Looking at his cloudy eyes, she put her hand on his arm and asked softly, in a tone full of concern.

But he didn't say anything. He suddenly put out his hand and put her in his arms. His chin was on her shoulder and his head was buried in her seaweed like hair. His tall body seemed to press on her.

She suddenly felt a heavy, compared with the weight of his body, she felt more psychological pressure.

"If you're tired, we can go home first. It's not urgent to choose the wedding dress." She tried to make her tone sound lighter.

After a while, he opened his mouth and quietly replied, "don't move. Let me hold you for a while. I've agreed to take you today."

His voice sounded unusually soft, like the sweet, loving nasal sound of a cold.

Li Qingning suddenly felt that everything was not important. What she wanted was not any feeling of being loved, but the real man in her arms at the moment. As long as it was him, all the other affectation thoughts and emotions would vanish.

She patted him on the back around his arm and said, "it's OK."

So they stood in such an embrace, and the passers-by in the street looked at them one after another.

In fact, it's hard not to attract attention. On the side of a luxury car, a pair of beautiful men and women hold each other in their arms. They look so peaceful and harmonious.

It's not only strangers who notice them, but also he Jiawen of the studio.

He looked down at the two people who were embracing each other as if they had fused. The expression on his face seemed meaningful. There was a kind of flame burning in his eyes, which made his eyes red.

It was already night when I got home. The cool of autumn night was fierce. Lan Qing took off her coat and put it on her. Wrapped by his big coat, she looked very petite. She leaned against him and entered the villa gate.

But when they came into the living room of the villa, they found that Mrs. Lan was sitting on the sofa with a dignified face, and the housekeeper was standing on the side with her head down. To their surprise, Li Lin was also standing on the side with obedience. She lowered her eyes, and there was no expression on her delicate face.

Mrs. LAN raised her head at the sound, her eyes coldly swept the faces of the two people who just came in, but she didn't speak.

Lan Qing grabs Li Qingning's little cold hand and holds it hard. It seems that she feels at a loss in her heart and cheers her up silently.

"Mom, how did you come back?" He led Li Qingning to the opposite sofa.

Mrs. LAN raised her eyes and said in a cold voice, "if I don't come back again, I'm afraid this family will be ruined."

Speaking of this, she looked at Li Qingning's eyes with some sharp, as if a sharp knife, once from her body.

"What do you mean?" Lan Qing stopped and asked without concession.

"You are the president of a great group. Just for this woman, you went to some isolated island regardless of your own danger and got hurt. You don't want to think about it. If something happens to you, what do you want me to do with such a big group as LAN's?"

"And for the sake of this woman, I have spent 10 million on things... Do you think I don't know anything about them when I am abroad?"

Mrs. Lan's eyes were burning with an obvious flame, as if she could easily turn the dazzling woman around her son into a white smoke.

Lan Qing glanced coldly at Li Lin standing beside her and said, "it's my own business. If I can't protect the women beside me, what ability can I manage the whole group?"

After hearing what he said, the anger in Mrs. Lan's eyes seemed to rise to a new height, and her hand fell heavily on the armrest of the sofa.

"I think you are really dazzled by this goblin. You have no reason to do things!" Between her strong eyebrows, she looked like a woman full of courage. Her voice was sonorous and powerful, reverberating over the villa, making the air in the whole room cooler than the night wind outside.

"We are very tired today. Let's go up and have a rest first. Now that you are back, let's have a good rest." Then he took Li Qingning by the hand and was about to get up.

"I haven't finished yet!"

Li Qingning took his hand, raised his head and shook his head slightly, as if telling him not to be too tough.

His Adam's Apple moved up and down, but he still stood in the same place, not meaning to sit down.

"Do you still have my mother in your eyes? Go and have a good inquiry. What do the directors of the company say about you? Are you worthy of the hard work of your father and I? Are you forcing me to reconvene the group shareholders' meeting and establish a new chairman? "

She also stood up and stood in front of him. Although her height was far less than that of the tall man in front of her, her momentum was enough to overwhelm the whole room.

Lan Qing always holds Li Qingning's hand, looking at this seemingly dignified and graceful woman in front of her, her eyes seem to stand a whole black forest in general, and the unique diamond necklace around her neck shines with cold light.

His lips moved and he said softly, "whatever, if you really think there is a more suitable person than me, I don't have any opinions. You don't have to ask me or threaten me with this. I don't care."

I don't know why, his mind suddenly like pressing the fast back button, those past events flash in front of his eyes.

In my memory, this woman, whom he called her mother, never showed any tenderness. On the contrary, she always had countless demands on him. What she told him most was how to be as good as possible, how to manage the LAN family well, and how to let the LAN family's industry not be handed over to others

So, as a mother, what about her care and consideration for her son?

It seems never.