Their Intriguing Marriage

Li Qingning looks at the scene quietly with a smile. He can't connect this kind woman with the woman who treated her own son and husband coldly.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, there seems to be something similar to mysterious factors in your life. To put it in a literary and written way, it should be called fate. To put it in a more popular way, it is the fetters of previous life. If you talk about superstition, it is probably the evil fate accumulated in your previous life.

So, these people, those who don't deal with each other and wish to shoot their poisoned darts in each other's face, seem to have all kinds of things that make them get together from time to time and spend inch after inch. Year after year, this mysterious and wonderful fate seems to be getting deeper and deeper, But God seems to think it's not enough. They have to spend a longer life together.

Maybe it's God, a good playwright, who takes a fancy to their unique talents and always perfectly interprets those dramatic plots that can only appear on the stage in life. They are intriguing and smiling at each other. Who can not love watching them?

After the summer, the night came earlier and earlier. Li Qingning was busy preparing for the party at night, and it was dark in the twinkling of an eye. Because it's just a small family dinner, Li Qingning personally joined in the preparation and arrangement of the dinner in order to make it warm.

Lan Qing came back earlier than usual. Before long, he Jiawen came in with a smile.

After hearing the sound of the door, all the people waiting in the living room turned their eyes to that side, and then the atmosphere fell into a wonderful silence.

Of course, this silence did not originate from the arrival of he Jiawen, but from Shen Xingchen, who was beside him and was holding his arm cleverly.

As soon as she entered the door, her eyes fell on Mrs. Lan's face. There was an unnatural flash in her expression. Holding he Jiawen's hand, she couldn't help but tighten it. But soon, her face returned to her previous light smile. She bowed slightly to Mrs. LAN and asked, "are you back home?"

He Jiawen was wearing a black suit with a narrow body. He looked very energetic. He raised his head and looked at Lan Qing coldly. It was like a basin of cold water mixed with ice.

"Brother, what's the matter with you? I owe you two million. Even if I do, two million is nothing to you, isn't it? " He is smiling, the corner of the mouth raises a good-looking radian, in the eyes as if also takes a hint of provocation.

Lan Qing looked at him with indifference in his eyes, and said coldly, "is it my secretary who didn't give notice? I said, this is a family dinner. Who asked you to bring your girl back? "

"I know. Miss Li Lin is so conscientious that she can't be informed. But a Xing is my girlfriend. Maybe we will get married in the future. What's wrong with me taking my girlfriend to see my mother? Elder brother, you can't exclude a Xing just because she has been with you... You should be more generous. " He shrugged, and his face looked natural.

Shen Xingchen lowered his eyes and pinched his arm quietly, but he didn't feel her hint. Instead, he took her hand and sat down on a sofa.

"You..." Lan Qing sat up straight, his eyes seemed to be burning with a black flame.

Before he finished, Mrs. LAN waved her hand, interrupted him and said, "forget it. Is it so difficult for family and Qi to sit together for dinner? I blushed before dinner. What does it look like? "

Lan Qing just gave up, no longer pay attention to him, but his pupil still stubbornly there is a hard and sharp light, as if to see through he Jiawen's smile under the innocent face of people and animals, hidden mind.

After a while, the housekeeper came in and said respectfully, "madam, Miss Lin and Feng Shao are here."

Mrs. LAN turned her head and nodded to him. He Jiawen, who was drinking tea, laughed and looked at Shen Xingchen. She seemed to say to all the people sitting in the living room: "Oh, it's so busy now that all the people are here."

The dramatic talent in their bodies seemed to start up again, making a click.

Maybe Mrs. Lan's aura is still strong. They are just like a group of little demons who have seen Guanyin Bodhisattva. So the atmosphere on the table is peaceful. The reason for peace, basically, is that... No one talks?

They are holding delicate and expensive silver knives, silently cutting their own plate with blood steak, the whole room is silent except for the collision of knives and forks and the strange sound of friction on ceramics.

This scene is even a bit like a group of doctors gathering in the morgue to dissect the corpse. They are silent and their eyes are cold. They are scanning quietly.

Only sissy, with her face as usual, even the excitement of going home and not going to school, gulped the cream soup in front of her, the Caesar Salad specially prepared for her by the chef, and the well cooked, spicy steak. She didn't notice the weak and magical current between the adults.

At this time, in the baby room not far from the restaurant, Xiao Sheng's cry broke the silence.

Mrs. LAN gently put down her fork and planned to say something to save this not warm family dinner.

She looked at Lin Bai and said, "Xiaobai, as far as I know, you have been with Feng Chi for some years. Why don't you get married soon? How to say, I've watched you grow up, and I'm looking forward to your getting married and having a baby as soon as possible. "

Lin Bai looked at her with a smile and said, "you know, aunt LAN. I can't be distracted by Lin's current business situation. Feng Chi and I both want to think about it in a few years, right?" With that, she turned to Feng Chi.

Feng Chi's eyes flitted over her eyes and said politely to Mrs. LAN: "Lin Bai is right. This is the decision after our joint discussion."

Mrs. LAN had to smile and said, "it's good for young people to be enterprising, but you can't put off your own business any longer. At my age, it's too late for you to regret it."

Lin Bai was always clever and sweet in front of Mrs. LAN. He said with a smile, "what are you talking about, aunt? You are still very young." With that, how to say, looking at the lover who had always loved his father, he raised his glass and sipped it gently.

At this time, he Jiawen drained the red wine in the glass and said lightly: "Mom, although you are close to sister Lin Bai's father, oh, my father, you are not related to her after all. Is it not appropriate to urge her to marry in this way?"