Chapter 3

The night is very deep, very deep, only the round moon hangs high, but unfortunately it can't illuminate the silent night sky.

In front of the huge French window, a thin figure stood calmly, her upper body leaning against the glass window, her eyes quietly staring at the large leather bed, the corners of her lips raised slightly in self-deprecating manner.

She will never forget how he possessed her on the wedding night, she thought it would be a good start.

But, if he doesn't love her, how can he really love her?

Although they are husband and wife, they have no affection for husband and wife. Yi Weian is more indifferent to her than a servant.

"Boom."

A not-so-loud voice broke the hard-won calm.

Her heart twitched fiercely, Ling Xinnuan trembled slightly, and she stood up straight tightly.

She knew that the only one who could take the initiative to open the door here was Yi Weian.

He... finally came back?

I don't know if it's because of fear or a little excitement, but I can't help but tremble slightly.

But she quickly calmed down again, walked slowly, pushed open the door of the room and walked into the hall, just in time to see Yi Weian who was drunk, leaning on the sofa a little uncomfortable.

"Madam, the president drank a little too much today, because his good brother's birthday, so he didn't restrain himself. But he was so drunk, I didn't know what to do with him, so I brought him back."

A businesslike and a bit embarrassed voice sounded, with a little caution.

At this time, Ling Xinnuan realized that there was another person in the house.

"Thank you, I'm sorry to trouble you, you can go back to rest after get off work." Looking up with a faint smile, Ling Xinnuan smiled politely.

She knew that this man was Yi Weian's assistant, Yang Zicong, and he was one of the few people she knew who was close to Yi Weian.

Just like at this moment, she doesn't even know who Yi Weian's good brother is on today's birthday, because he has a big circle, he has many friends, and the most important thing is that he never intends to let her know too much about his life .

After all, she really doesn't look like a wife.

"Okay, then I'll go first. My wife can call me if you have anything to do. This is my business card." Startled for a while, Yang Zicong slowly took out the business card from his pocket and handed it over.

He was a little surprised. He thought that the president's wife would be sad or sad when the news outside was so turbulent, but she was so gentle and polite, as if there had never been any disturbance.

"Okay, go back and rest!" Ling Xinnuan said with a smile after receiving the business card.

"Yes, then I'll go back first, madam, be careful." Yang Zicong nodded with a smile, then turned around and left in peace.

After hearing the door close, Ling Xinnuan walked slowly to the sofa, put down the business card in her hand, and then looked down at the man sitting on the sofa.

His nose bridge is high, giving full play to the masculine domineering charm.

At this time, his eyes were tightly closed, but the face with an evil temperament was not affected by the charming attraction because of drunkenness.His red lips parted slightly, causing her to focus on all eyes.

While he was drunk, Ling Xinnuan unceremoniously peeped at his entire face, and sighed secretly for this handsome face that made people envious. He couldn't figure out how a drunk man could have such elegant and charming qualities. It is this kind of attractiveness that easily makes people fall!Just staring at him quietly, there is an urge to beat fast.

How could she blame Cui Gaoya for her excess?In fact, she was irrationally infatuated with the man in front of her.

It's just that she is more used to dealing with other people's dislikes coldly, so the distance between her and this man seems to have never been closer, even if they have been married many times, they still seem like strangers.

"drink!"

Suddenly, a pair of deep and dark eyes opened, startling Ling Xinnuan who was in a daze.

Isn't he intoxicated?How can you keep your eyes open?

"Are you awake? Do you need hangover tea?" Looking into the abyss-like black eyes, in his silence, Ling Xinnuan quickly found her own voice.

Her gaffe was only a flash, as if it never happened.

The man who was sitting softly on the sofa blinked lightly, as if he was drunk, but also as if he was thinking about something, he was still silent, and after a long time, he slowly said: "Drinking tea directly after getting drunk will hurt your stomach."

"Oh, how about a glass of warm water?" Faced with his indifference, Ling Xinnuan nodded slightly, imitating his indifference.

"it is good."

"kindness!"

Simple monophonic is the most common language of communication between their husband and wife, well, yes, um, oh...

Turning around and walking into the kitchen, looking up at the pair of cups in the kitchen, Ling Xinnuan's hands couldn't help but pause.

This is what she liked when she went shopping last time, but he hasn't come back for several days, he doesn't know it!But now, she suddenly didn't want to take it out.

He didn't have her in his heart, so who would she show her to?
So, stretching out his hand, he quickly put away one of the cups originally given to him, and poured out a cup of hot water from the elegant crystal cup on the other side.

Staring at the slowly rising white mist, the mist seems to have gathered in the bottom of the eyes, making it difficult to see everything in front of you clearly.

People, it's a little uncomfortable.

It seemed that he didn't intend to explain or anything, so calm and peaceful, as usual, did he pretend that nothing had happened?Or are you waiting for her to speak first?
And what is she going to say?Should she yell or lose her temper?Or challenge him to trial?
Maybe, she should yell "I want a divorce!" crazily.

Thinking about it, the corners of Ling Xinnuan's beautiful lips rose slightly, and the angle of the curved lips was particularly beautiful. I really couldn't see the heavy irony in her heart.

Carrying warm water out, Ling Xinnuan walked slowly in front of him, put the cup on the glass table in front, moved her lips, and said: "I'm asleep, take your time."

Turning around, I can't care whether it's emotional or escaping from reality.

It's not that she doesn't want to quarrel, it's just that she found out sadly that she has no right to quarrel.

Because she was very afraid of hearing him say: Our marriage has no commitment, each plays his own way, and you can't control me.

If he really said that, what would she do?

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

After walking to the door, Ling Xinnuan, who was just reaching out to open the door, heard a voice from behind, softly and patiently.

He finally spoke first.

(End of this chapter)

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