Their Intriguing Marriage

Mrs. LAN suddenly stood up and looked at him like a cold metal leopard. She said, "I know that you are still thinking about that woman. People have already got married abroad and are happy. You can't forget her. I think you are really bowed by that woman!"

She said as her fingernail pressed the remote control in her hand. Stereo surround sound instantly spreads the sound of TV to every corner of the living room, beating Lan Qing's nerves from all directions.

Li Qingning's face, her familiar voice, appeared like this, so close, as if I could hold her as soon as I reached out.

Her long hair is like a soul summoning banner with a slightly curly radian, which adds a bit of mature charm. Her skin is still as white as ivory, her eyes are as quiet as the sea level, and her smile is deeply rooted in people's hearts.

She was still like that, but seemed to become more intellectually and glamour.

On TV, the fashion channel is conducting an exclusive interview with her. From her natural smile, she is really happy.

Referring to her husband, the famous designer Brad, the smile on her face seems to be more obvious, and her eyes are full of soft emotions.

She is like a beautiful flower, without his nourishment and care, her vitality seems to be stronger, more gorgeous and dazzling.

Staring at her silently on the screen, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, which made him frown. His eyes looked a little absent-minded, and his spirit also decreased a little.

"See?" Mrs. LAN suddenly pressed the red button on the remote control and said, "you see, she has long forgotten you. Your marriage with her has long been a piece of waste paper. Son, as a man, the most important thing is to be able to hold it up and put it down." She said, a hand on Lan Qing's shoulder gently patted.

"It's my own business." His face was a bit gloomy, his voice was still indifferent, with a bit of determination. After that, he turned and walked upstairs.

"Ah, you..." before she finished, Lan Qing left only a figure behind and walked up the stairs.

In the past five years, since Li Lin first found out her whereabouts, he has been watching her closely.

Of course, he knew that the woman had a baby, graduated from a design school in New York, went in and out with a famous international designer, made great achievements in design, and became the most eye-catching new jewelry designer

In the past five years, he knew everything about her, big and small.

Whenever he gets her latest news or sees her photos, he always feels a pang of heartache. He is sad that he can't fly to her immediately to get her back, but then he feels a secret peace of mind.

At least, she had a good life. In the days without him, another man was still trying his best to take care of him. Although such jealousy almost once made him collapse and suffocate.

On the other side of the ocean, Li Qingning is not like this. Although it has been so long, she will pay attention to financial news intentionally or unconsciously.

Although she is a designer, she still pays attention to the layout in China. When she sees the reports about him in the newspaper, she always reads them very carefully.

So when she saw the news that Lan's president was about to marry on the Internet, her heart beat a few beats unconsciously.

In the photo, Lan Qing's face is still expressionless, as if the perfect facial features carved by a sharp knife are covered by icebergs. However, the woman beside her looks very familiar with her sweet smile, which is exactly the same as the lively, lovely and weird little assistant in the studio. It's just that her eyes never seem to move away from the man beside her.

He probably, really put it down.

Li Qingning's fingers glided slowly over the tablet and sighed softly.

A beautiful little girl ran to her side, blinking big eyes, a face puzzled to ask: "Mom, why do you sigh?"? Sissy didn't eat sweets and chocolates secretly, and she didn't slack off when practicing piano. Don't be unhappy, OK Said, her small hand is also pulling the corner of Li Qingning's clothes.

She looked down at the child in front of her. Although her face was round, her eyebrows were full of the man's shadow. Her beautiful eyes were as black as jade, her long eyelashes, and even the radian of her lips seemed to be carved from the same mold as the man.

"Well, mom, listen to sissy." With a smile, she touched her little head, leaned over, took her in her arms and said, "sissy, do you want to go back home?"

"Home?" She looked at Li Qingning with a confused face.

"Well, it's our motherland and the place where mom grew up." She hugged the soft little body in her arms, and her heart seemed to be full.

Since Lan Qing has decided to marry others, it seems that he should have put down the unforgettable past, and he doesn't have to hide like this.

Having been in New York for so long, she always felt like a passer-by, like a boat floating on the sea. After all, she had to go back to her own harbor.

When she told Brad about her idea of going back to China for development, he dropped his eyes for a while and then slowly asked, "is it for him?"

Li Qingning shook his head, glanced at his daughter who was playing, and said: "we have no relationship with him for a long time, but my root is there. I haven't worshiped my mother for so many years. I always want to go back. In the past, it was to cut off the disputes between us. Now... It's unnecessary."

"Well, I'll come back with you. You take CICI back first. After I've dealt with the work here and the company, I'll go back to find you. We'll find a city with pleasant scenery to settle down. After so many years, I'm tired of such a busy life. "

Brad held her shoulders in both hands, looked at her with a serious look in his eyes, and a little bit of hope for the future.

She lowered her eyes and said in a soft voice: "in fact... You don't have to do it for me..."

"Qingning, I love you." Always a gentleman, he seldom interrupts others, but now he can't wait to interrupt her. He hugs her in his arms and says, "so where you go, it's my home."

Thinking of the photo, Shen Xingchen nestles next to Lan Qing, and her heart suddenly gives birth to some inexplicable emotions, so she quietly buries her face in his chest and whispers: "well, OK, just listen to you."

So three days later, Li Qingning alone with Sisi, pulling a big suitcase, set foot on the plane to return home.