Flash Marriage Sweet Wife: The President's Husband Is Too Perfect

Chapter 100 The rest of your life, I'll keep you warm

Tang Ziye's words were like the ice that had been frozen for thousands of years, and it made people shudder several times before they got close.

At this moment, the Jiang family's parents didn't know what Tang Ziye was going to discuss with Jiang Limo, but Jiang's mother was very happy in her heart. Li Mo is interesting, you still don't believe it, if not, why did he come here and stay in the room for so long?"

Jiang's father frowned, frowning at Jiang's mother's words.

"Ziye is already married, and they say that old people are pedantic, but look at what's going on in your head? I won't tell you, and don't mention this in front of Li Mo in the future, don't Let that child sink in the mud." Father Jiang sighed, got up, and walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

Jiang's mother pursed her lips. Isn't she doing it for her daughter?
Being married doesn't mean you can't get a divorce. The Tang family is such a good family, and Tang Ziye is such a good person. If the matter is settled, what is a second marriage?
But these thoughts can only be thought in the heart, and it is not good to speak out.

Thinking about it, Mother Jiang sighed heavily again, and walked towards the kitchen in a sense of loss.

Therefore, when Tang Ziye went downstairs, he didn't see Jiang's parents. He originally wanted to say hello before leaving, but seeing that they didn't leave, he decided to do so.

And what about Jiang Limo?
After Tang Ziye said the warning words, he stood in her room for a while, both of them were silent, but there were tears streaming down Jiang Limo's face.Before Tang Ziye left the room, he softly said to Jiang Limo, "Don't be too attached, sometimes things that go beyond your attachment are not good enough, and you will ruin your life."

These words made Jiang Limo smile softly, there were still tears on his face, so it was not ugly.

She has already been buried, she is not an attachment, but some emotions, some things have grown into the bone marrow, how can I forget it?These are all impossible things.

She covered her lips, couldn't hold it any longer, and burst into tears.

But after a while, her mobile phone rang. She didn't answer it. She let the ringer ring until it went out. It was Mo Ansheng's phone number. She didn't want to answer it. She wanted to escape. If you made a mistake, if you don’t want to be together again, then you won’t be together anymore.

Jiang Limo even thought of death, and when he died, everything was over.

But Mo Ansheng was unwilling to let Jiang Limo go like this, so he sent her another text message, which said: If you don't answer the phone, then I have no choice but to come to Jiang's house to find you.

Jiang Limo could even see the way Mo Ansheng said this coldly through this text message. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his face was cold, half a smile but not a smile. Such a person is the worst .

Just when Jiang Limo was hesitating whether to call him back, her cell phone rang, she picked it up, Mo Ansheng's voice came into her cochlea low and coldly, he said: "I'm already downstairs at your house, come out, and I'll show you the wedding ring."

Jiang Limo was a little stunned. He didn't expect that Mo Ansheng really did what he said, but how could Jiang Limo be sure whether Mo Ansheng was lying?She quickly opened the window and saw Mo Ansheng's car parked downstairs. If she didn't go out, there was a possibility that Mo Ansheng would rush in.

She pursed her lips, and finally said a good word.

After getting into the car, Mo Ansheng held Jiang Limo's chin, his eyes narrowed: "Crying, why?"

Before coming down, Jiang Limo had already tried her best to control her emotions and put on some makeup, but unexpectedly, Mo Ansheng could see it. She lowered her head, not knowing how to answer Mo Ansheng's question In this case, she and Mo Ansheng have an interest relationship, and there is no need to add too much depth to other relationships.

If Jiang Limo didn't speak, could Mo Ansheng let it go?No, he smiled slowly, and there was a hint of amusement in that smile, "Jiang Limo, I want you to tell the truth, if you don't tell me the truth, believe it or not, I'm doing it in this car you?"

She believed that since the time in the villa, Mo Ansheng's temperament has changed a lot. Every time he treats her, he only treats her with the deepest feeling and no warmth. She really wants to escape, but she can't.

"Tang Ziye was here just now, didn't you meet him when you came?"

The Hei Yao in Mo Ansheng's eyes gradually deepened, and his voice was cold: "What is Tang Ziye looking for you for? Don't tell me, you put gold on Tang Ziye's face again. That's enough, Jiang Limo, can you stop humiliating yourself like this?"

"He came to ask me about Su An's kidnapping case. Today, I deliberately told the old lady that Su An was defiled by gangsters. Later, Tang Ziye came over and said a few words to me."

"Are you sure?" Mo Ansheng raised Jiang Limo's chin and met her gaze for a full minute. Then, he reached out and wiped off the makeup on Jiang Limo's face. Jiang Limo wanted to escape, but But Mo Ansheng clasped his shoulders tightly, and his fingertips slowly rubbed against Jiang Limo's face, he smiled: "Look, you were slapped, how can you say nothing happened? ? Well, I will avenge you, you don't have to worry." After speaking, Mo Ansheng pressed Jiang Limo into his arms with a very gentle tone.

Jiang Limo leaned against Mo Ansheng's chest, and there was only indifference, not warmth.

But Mo Ansheng's eyes turned cold. Now that Jiang Limo and him are about to settle down, Tang Ziye's behavior is really too bullying. How could he pretend that nothing happened?
Absolutely impossible, he wanted to design a situation where Tang Ziye would bury himself.

Heh, there was a smug smile on the corner of Mo Ansheng's mouth, and the calculation in his eyes.

……

The doorbell rang suddenly, Ou Xiaoya went to open the door, she still had a default candidate in her heart, at the cat's eye, Ou Xiaoya confirmed her inner thoughts, it was indeed Luo Dongchen.

Today is different. He is wearing a white shirt and black trousers. There is a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. What he holds in his hand is a bouquet of beautiful roses. Ou Xiaoya doesn't understand what he is going to do, but She had to open the door because Luo Dongchen continued to ring the bell while she was hesitating.

In desperation, Ou Xiaoya could only open the door, Luo Dongchen's smile obviously deepened a bit, his eyes were also unusually pious, except for Ou Xiaoya, no one else could get into his eyes.

"For you, do you like it?"

"I don't like it. Your clothes are already ready. I'll get them for you. Don't come here again next time." Ou Xiaoya turned around and was about to get the clothes that had been packed for Luo Dongchen, but she still couldn't bear it. Before walking far, she was already held in Luo Dongchen's arms. Luo Dongchen kicked lightly, and the door was closed by him.

At this moment, Luo Dongchen and Ou Xiaoya are in an ambiguous posture. Ou Xiaoya wanted to push him away, but unfortunately, he used a little force to restrain her, but she couldn't push her. She clenched her teeth tightly, furiously, "Luo Dongchen , what exactly do you want, I don't want to entangle with you anymore, can you stop being such a rascal?"

"Don't you understand what I mean? I don't believe it, Xiaoya. You just don't dare to open your own heart. What's wrong with being with me?" Luo Dongchen's low voice was so innocent. The precaution was passed into Ou Xiaoya's cochlea, yes, she understood it a long time ago.

It just blocked my heart, paralyzed my heart, and didn't want me to see it.

But the more this happened, the more it hurt her.

Regarding this matter, Ou Xiaoya was really too powerless, "I really don't want to continue with you, aren't you married, why can't we break up, and besides, which woman around you doesn't, I don't believe it, you When you met me, you had no women before."

"It's true, it's possible to break up, but you never said to break up, and I didn't say yes to it. If you don't agree, you haven't broken up yet. We are still boyfriend and girlfriend. Isn't it natural for a boyfriend to come to a girlfriend's house?" Luo Dongchen laughed softly.

"..."

Ou Xiaoya didn't want to talk about it, but she could only say that the man in front of her had cultivated thick skin to a certain level, so he was really not flattering.

Ou Xiaoya pushed Luo Dongchen away, angrily walked into the bedroom, closed the door, directly blocking the world of the two of them.

Luo Dongchen touched the ashes on his nose, but he was not annoyed. He found the vase and inserted the bouquet of roses on the handle. Then, he took out a key from his pocket, opened the door and walked in. Ou Xiaoya was horrified. , pointed at the tip of his nose, and asked coldly: "How do you have the key to my bedroom?"

"I also have the ones outside of you. It's not difficult to match one." Luo Dongchen approached Ou Xiaoya and sat down beside her.

Ou Xiaoya was annoyed: "You are entering someone else's house illegally. I have the right to report it to you. I think it's better for you not to stay here any longer. Give me back the key to my house." Luo Dongchen stretched out his hand, asking for the key, but he didn't expect that Luo Dongchen would grab it with his backhand.

Her palm was cold and small, and he could wrap her hand tightly. Just when Ou Xiaoya wanted to take her hand out, Luo Dongchen brought her another hand like this In a word, "Xiaoya, how about I come to warm you up in the future?"

Ou Xiaoya pursed her lips, that's good, but can it be good?

No, the Luo family would definitely not agree, and she didn't dare to put this thought into it.

Ou Xiaoya sighed softly: "Luo Dongchen, you understand, we can't get together."

"It's okay, how do you know we won't get together without trying?" The smile on the corner of Luo Dongchen's mouth restrained a little, he inserted her index finger, and clasped it tightly. This time, Ou Xiaoya didn't struggle.

(End of this chapter)