The end of the marriage: the CEO's husband is too dangerous

Chapter 159
Many years later, an unwilling voice would echo in Muli's ears from time to time. It was a man calling.

He shouted, "If you can't get it in this life, who wants to cultivate it in the next life?"
In this afternoon, in the spacious and tidy carriage, Lin Yisheng's voice came from the other end of the phone.

It was Mu Li who had known him for ten years, and it was the first time he heard his voice almost lost his composure.

Murray was speechless.

She was silent, and the wide and calm sea in front of her eyes seemed to be transformed, giving birth to green mountains and green waters, which was the lotus pond in Zhehe Township connecting the lotus leaves in the sky.

Lin Yisheng's voice was faintly still coming, still unwilling, but not as piercing as that cry.

What's more, he tried to comfort him, "Ali, even if we can't be together again, please leave Big Brother and Rongcheng, okay?"

"If this family fight cannot be avoided, at least please don't get involved in it. The last thing I want to see is that you get implicated."

The last wish is that you can stay away from the hustle and bustle and disputes, even if you return to Zhehe Town, a place that is not prosperous, and live a poor but simple life.

How could Murray not understand this thought?
Lin Jinqian also hoped that she would be like this, but the gears of life had turned to this point, and it was impossible to reverse it.

"Asheng." Mu Li still called out his name softly, with the same words, "Since we reunited, the time we have spent together is short, but the things that brought us together are unusual."

"Those words that express our position and intentions have been said over and over again, and they are already commonplace."

"Actually, you and I know it well, just like the first time we met, the words I told you. You must think that I have changed, but in fact we have not changed."

"What changes is time and space, the situation, and reality. Why do you live in an unrealistic past and not return to reality?"

Murray's voice was always soft.

When she was in Zhehe Town, she was soft and clear, just like her bright eyes, shining brightly in the sun, she looked happy.

Although it is still soft now, it is as if soaked in cold, it is a strange and distant feeling that can no longer stir up waves.

Did you say it hasn't changed?

Following Mu Li's words, Lin Yisheng thought of the scene of the reunion six years later.

It was on the coastal road leading to Lihuaxi, he stopped her car, greeted her, almost shed tears when he saw her come back.

However, she told him that she came back this time because her mother passed away, but she failed to catch up with her for the last time.

The sadness in her eyes was so clear at the time, and it was clearly displayed in front of him.

It was too late to tell him so clearly.

Lin Yisheng leaned weakly into the depth of the seat all of a sudden, and the hand holding the mobile phone dropped powerlessly, like a body that had lost its soul, and numbly pressed the hang up button mechanically.

Too late……

It turned out that as early as the moment they met again, she had told him silently that it was too late...

But, Ali, how can I be willing to do this?

How can I be willing? !

……

After lunch, Lin Xi's private teacher arrived, and Qin Yan took Lin Xi to the classroom specially set up for her.

In the afternoon, the weather was fine, and the leaves of the banyan tree were already covered with branches.

Lin Jinqian ordered people to place tea-making tools under the banyan tree, and asked Luo He to fetch some important books from the study. After a while, he took Mu Li to enjoy the shade under the tree.

Time passed by every minute and every second, listening to the sound of tea boiling, the air was unbelievably quiet.

"I went to worship Shu Wan?" Lin Jinqian asked casually as he poured out some tea.

Mu Li knew that Lin Jinqian must already be well aware of what happened in Huanyu this morning. First, everything went as he explained, and the facts were almost within his expectations.

Secondly, Luo He came back early, and I believe he has told him every detail of the meeting.

So Mu Li told the whole story of the Baigu studio, and Lin Jinqian listened silently, seemingly carelessly, but under the indifferent appearance, he had already understood everything.

Regarding Mu Li's actions, Lin Jinqian didn't make any comments. He just brought her a cup of tea and ordered softly, "After talking so much, drink a glass of water."

Mu Li took it, took a sip, and added: "I'm actually thinking, if we can continue to investigate from the clues here, will it help us?"

Lin Jinqian was silent for a few seconds, and said, "Ali, your thinking is correct, but I still say that - aren't you afraid of the consequences of uncovering everything?"

Mu Li was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "You have asked this question many times, and I have answered it many times. I may have been a little angry before, but now I have thought it through clearly, and you don't have to ask it in the future."

Lin Jinqian stared at her serious eyes, and his thin lips rarely curled up, "Okay, I won't ask in the future, thank you for your hard work this morning."

"No, everything in the morning was as you expected, and it went smoothly."

Thinking of Lin Jinqian's explanation the night before, everything was detailed, and every possibility was counted out for her, how to deal with it, what to say, what to do, and even what expression to have... everything was arranged for her. .

But at that time, she didn't think about it, she was only thinking about how to complete Lin Jinqian's confession, and when she got to the scene, she saw the conspiracy behind those wolf-like people, and realized once again the dire situation he was in.

Thinking of this, the phone call from Lin Yisheng on the way came to mind again.

Now, the two of them are tantamount to officially declaring war and standing on opposite sides.

Since Lin Yisheng can think that Lin Jinqian is going to seize power and start a power struggle, then the clan members of the Lin family must be the same.

They are like a line, pushing Lin Jinqian to the opposite side.

however--

"Are you really sure you want to do this?" Moore asked after hesitating.

Lin Jinqian also hesitated for a moment, and then realized what she was asking, took a sip of tea, and said, "A Li, it has been more than eight years, if I tell you now that I am not sure, what will you think of me? "

Mu Li opened his mouth, but found that he didn't know where to start.

For eight years, a lot of painstaking effort was spent on investigations, but nothing was found, so they could only retreat to concealment and follow them in a retreat.

Today's exposure is also because of being repeatedly aggressive, so I have to stand up and show my will.

If you say "uncertain", then more than eight years of painstaking efforts will be in vain, and the harm suffered in those years will always be a mystery.

Until his death, it was not clear who persecuted him.

What's more, there are still people making trouble behind the scenes, even if they want to let go of the past, it is impossible.

Thinking about these helplessness, Mo Li felt more and more that the experience and situation of the two of them were exactly the same.

There are too many uncontrollable, too much helpless, too many have to push forward, forcing them to take the road that no one wants to go.

"But, A Li." Lin Jinqian suddenly opened his thin lips and called her name.

Mu Li raised his eyes to look at him, and saw his dark eyes were extremely serious, "Remember what I said to you last night, any time, as long as you tell me that you want to leave, I will definitely send you to the most peaceful place .”

A warm current gushed out from the depths of his eye sockets, and Mu Li lowered his eyes and smiled, revealing the smile on the corners of his lips. His eyelashes drooped to cover the fragility of his eyes, preventing the touch in his heart from being exposed.

"I remember." She murmured in a low voice, not daring to say a word.

The wind blows slowly, the leaves of the sycamore trees that are not lush enough make a slight sound, the humid breath of the sea blows towards the face, and the tea fragrance at the tip of the nose seems to be much stronger.

Mu Li was immersed in such an atmosphere, and this feeling seemed similar, as if he didn't know all kinds of dignitaries in the city when he was in a small town, or it was like winter in England.

"Did you know? When I was in England, the winter there was my favorite." Recalling these, Murray couldn't help but said.

Lin Jinqian was a little taken aback. How could he have imagined that one afternoon many years later, he would be able to sit under a tree calmly with Mu Li, the girl who hated her so much, drinking tea and chatting about the past? .

The years are quiet and good, roughly speaking, it is an afternoon like that.

"It's cold in the English winter," he replied, striking up trivial matters with her.

Mu Li nodded slightly, and sighed approvingly: "Yes, that kind of winter is exactly the midwinter I imagined."

"The winter in the small town is very warm, and I don't go to school in winter. But the UK is different. When winter comes, the snow falls and the sky is covered with whiteness."

"My favorite thing is to cover a thin blanket and sit in front of the fireplace and read a book." Thinking of that scene, Murray seemed to feel the warmth of the fire, and couldn't help but smile.

Lin Jinqian seemed to be infected by her too, he was more shocked and unbelievable than infected.

I can't believe that the girl in the small town would like to sit in front of the fireplace and read a book quietly. That kind of picture doesn't seem to match her who sneaked into the backyard when she first arrived in Lihuaxi.

But looking at her carefully again, sitting under the tree at the moment, bathing in the spring light in the afternoon, chatting softly with him, and felt that it was not impossible in a trance.

"In winter, I usually stay in the study." Speaking of winter, Lin Jinqian also thought of himself, "Turn on the floor heating, make a pot of tea, and read Buddhist scriptures."

Murray could imagine that was indeed something he would do.

"The fire from the fireplace in the house is very warm and bright. When it gets dark, it can almost illuminate the snow on the window sill."

"Luo He is worried that my legs will suffer from cold weather. The floor heating supply in the study is sufficient. When night falls, sometimes the lights are not turned on, and the snow light from the back mountain can also penetrate."

"Sometimes I get tired of watching and the room is warm, so I don't bother to go back to the room to rest, so I just lean on the chair and sleep for a while."

"Is the book just on my lap, and sometimes I forget to put it away? When I woke up, I found that I didn't know where it was. It turned out to be on the ground."

Although they are in the northern hemisphere of the earth, one is closer to the south and the other is closer to the north.

But it turned out that during the time spent alone in different spaces, they actually experienced similar charms and lived similar lives.

(End of this chapter)