After I quit my relationship, my fiancé was attacked by me

Chapter 225
The night is quiet, the plum blossoms are proud of the snow and the wind is blowing, the flowers and branches are beautiful, and the fragrance lingers in the study of Heyuan.

In the study room, Fu Xuan and Xie Zhan are playing the third game of chess.

The sunspot in Fuxuan's hand has not fallen for a long time, her eyebrows like a distant mountain are slightly frowned, the thumb of the other hand is unconsciously bitten between the white teeth, a soft black hair is scattered on the back of the shoulder, among which As she bowed forward, a ray lightly swept onto the chessboard.

Such a slightly cute and contemplative look attracted Langjun's deep eyes on the opposite side, and he couldn't move them away.

The cleverness of the little girl opposite is really unexpected.

First, he played a trial game with him, and after finding out that the level of the two of them was three sons apart, he opened his mouth to raise conditions.In the first game, he was asked to give up five pieces, and in the second game, he was asked to give up four pieces. She thought that in the third game, he had to give up three pieces. The two of them really competed for a round, but she just proposed that two pieces should be enough. .

With her level of chess skills, it was quite difficult for her to deal with the two moves, but she dealt with each move seriously, breaking the oppressive situation that should have been overwhelming to a draw.

He didn't have much hope when playing chess with her, thinking that when she acted like a baby, he would let her win and make her happy, but he didn't expect that another kind of fun would come out of playing chess.

Xie Zhan hooked his lips, tapped his fingers on the side of the chessboard, his eyes lingered on her lotus face, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

To be honest, since the two became husband and wife, every time they met, she was exhausted and fell asleep after finishing the work. It has never been like this before. Leisure things such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Taking this rare opportunity to "keep the year old" today, I didn't expect it to be quite interesting.

The silent urging of the opposite person disrupted the thoughts that Fu Xuan had just sorted out. She raised her eyes and stared at the other person, then stretched out her hand and slapped his tapping finger, "Don't disturb me!"

Xie Zhan laughed, "You have won two out of three rounds, and you still want to kill me?"

Fuxuan blinked, "Winning or losing is not important, I want to make progress, just a little bit every time." She was speaking, showing a very tiny length between her two fingers.

Xie Zhan paused for a moment, and suddenly a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.It didn't reveal that in the first two rounds, she deliberately asked him to give up two more hands in order to win steadily.

Time passed by breath by breath, the room was quiet, Xie Zhan waited patiently for her to settle down.

The window was ajar, and there was a gust of cold night wind. Seeing the wind blowing, the shoulders of the person on the opposite side shrank slightly. Xie Zhan stood up and closed the window gently.When I turned around, I happened to see the girl's side face with halo under the warm light, cute and demure, focused and beautiful.

He walked over slowly and stood beside her.

After a while, he asked, "Have you thought about it yet?"

Lang Jun's voice is like a magnet, like cool jade, deep and clear, like a clear spring, the sound of "ding dong" reverberates in the mountain stream, Fu Xuan only feels his ears tingling and numb.

She raised her face to look at him, and saw that his back was as straight as a slender bamboo, his face was like a green hill of jade, his eyes were moist and soft, and his thin lips were slightly hooked under the high nose tip.

So lovely.

Fu Xuan was fascinated by the beauty, her heart was like being caught by a hook, her brain was hot, her body followed her thoughts, dropped the last piece with a "snap", and gnawed on Lang Jun.

**
As warm as the atmosphere in Crane Garden is, how subtle is the atmosphere in a courtyard in Mingyue Villa.

Under a slanted cage of a tall red plum, the courtyard is quiet, the birds are chirping, and the light of the first day of the Yuan Dynasty shines into the room. Under the bed curtain, Zhang Yao wakes up leisurely, staring at the unfamiliar camellia pattern on the top of the tent. He didn't sit up in a hurry, but first suppressed the discomfort in his stomach.

Noticing the movement in the tent, the person outside the tent called softly: "Yaoyao, are you awake?"

A familiar voice came, and Zhang Yao said "hmm".

After speaking, a big plain white palm stretched out and lifted her bed curtains, and Wang Zijin appeared with pear dimples, and his eyes couldn't hide his joy.

He leaned his crutches against the head of the bed, supported the bed post, and slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching out to support Zhang Yao's shoulders, "Slow down, don't be too hasty."

Zhang Yao got up with his strength, and muttered: "Why are you so early."

Naturally, he was afraid that if he woke up overnight, she would disappear without a sound like last time.He was in the next room, listening to the movement here all night, until the first ray of light appeared, and he came here to wait for her to wake up.

But he couldn't say that, just like he called her "Yaoyao" instead of "Madam", he didn't want to put any pressure on her, he was afraid that she would run away again.

He just said: "Isn't this the same time when I was on duty in the past? I'm used to it, keep it like this, and it will save me from getting up when I'm on duty in the future."

This very common sentence made Zhang Yao startled.

She had to admit that she saw many changes in him when they met this time.For example, this eagerness to go back to work, this will never appear in the previous Wang Zijin.He is used to leisure and indifference, and has never had any ambitions in his official career.

As if he heard her voice, Wang Zijin said slowly: "Now that we are independent, we have a small business. Naturally, I will earn my son's family business with my own hands."

He was short-sighted going forward, always thinking that with the protection of the Hexian family, he could spend the rest of his life in peace and security, but who would have thought that being plotted against by his closest relatives and loved ones, pushed to the cusp by fate, even if he destroyed himself, it would be difficult. Blocking their unfeeling, they almost fell into the situation where their wives and children were separated.

After going through this experience, he was suddenly enlightened.In the first twenty years, he didn't have many obsessions, his only long-cherished wish was to marry Zhang Yao, and for the rest of his life, his goal was also clear and simple, to protect his wife and children.

Power, money, fame, no matter what, he wants to occupy one.

Listening to him mentioning that he and she are a family again, Zhang Yao felt strange again. In the past two days, he has said so many times, intentionally or unintentionally.

After sighing slightly in her heart, Zhang Yao said softly: "Jizhi, we have already reconciled. I am here this time..."

Facing Wang Zijin's gaze, which changed from warm and tender to mournful and mournful at her words, Zhang Yao's words suddenly stopped, and the subsequent unfeeling words suddenly stuck in her throat, and she really couldn't continue.

She said these words to remind the other party and herself that the two of them could no longer go back to the beginning.

But she knew it well, she was not an impulsive little girl, if she hadn't hoped for him, how could she keep his flesh and blood and take the first step to meet him again?
Wang Zijin tilted his head, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, turned around and said seriously: "No, we have not reconciled, I tore up that piece of paper long ago, and the yamen has not registered this matter yet. If you really want to reconcile, I'm not embarrassed, I will accompany you when my leg injury is relieved and I can leave this place. Today is Yuanchen, let's not talk about it, let's celebrate the festival first."

　After several revisions, thinking about it, I still like Wang Zijin with such changes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)