Spoiling wife like life: Husband, let's have a hidden marriage!

Qi Yinzhi's people opened the door without pressure, but the picture introduced into the eyes was frightening.

Dazzling white is the wall and light.

The dazzling red is blood and death.

In the basement, there were two people and two women.

A woman in a luxurious dress with exquisite makeup looks ferocious because of fear and pain.

She covered her neck, blood flowed from her fingers, and her body seemed to be soaked in blood.

Even if there were no signs of life, his eyes were still wide open.

Qi Yinzhi's attention was not on the woman, but on the woman lying next to her.

She was dressed simply, or even rudimentary. She was too thin, her skin was waxy yellow, and her face and body were stained with bright red blood.

She closed her eyes, her red lips even smiled, like relief, like madness.

Although she was embarrassed, she still couldn't hide her beauty.

Qi Yinzhi only felt that his heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of arrows, choking with pain.

He didn't know how he walked past, or how he picked up the woman.

He only heard himself speak in a trembling voice and say, "Mian Mian, I'm late..."

There was endless despair and grief in the voice.

Suddenly woke up, Qi Yinzhi found himself still in the car.

Even if he woke up from his sleep, he didn't have the confusion of just waking up. When he looked at people, his eyes were as sharp as a sharp edge.

Qi Yinzhi looked down at his sweaty palm and clenched his fist, as if he could feel the woman who had been in his arms, light as a feather and heavy as the world.

The thin, haggard and silent woman's face gradually coincided with the girl I saw yesterday.

It's her. That's right.

Yi Mianmian

Qi Yinzhi silently read the name in his heart, and the cold color at the bottom of his eyes was replaced by complexity.

The pain from his heart was still very clear, as if what he did was not a dream, but what had really happened.

Such a feeling made Qi Yinzhi inexplicably panic.

Qi Yinzhi was convinced that he had never seen Yi Mianmian in his previous 25 years. Yesterday was the first time he saw Yi Mianmian.

Because Qi Ruizhi showed a sense of closeness to Yi Mianmian, Qi Yinzhi, who was used to being cautious, asked people to investigate Yi Mianmian.

Yi Mianmian's life is very simple. He entered Qingping orphanage at the age of two. Until he was admitted to Beijing University this year, he stayed in that small place in Qingping town for more than ten years.

Because I have to bear the medical expenses of the dean's mother, I now signed up with star entertainment company to shoot an idol play called "leisurely summer" as a cannon fodder girl.

Data show that Yi Mianmian is a gentle, kind and strong girl, who is very filial to the dean's mother.

Qi Yinzhi saw the information and felt that he could let the girl close to his brother as long as people looked at her.

I didn't take her to heart, but I don't know why he began to dream last night.

In the dream, he was in a wheelchair, and Jiang Qian pushed him somewhere, as if to attend a banquet.

When he left, he heard a cry somewhere. The cry was not loud.

Depressed with helplessness, like a homeless child.

To Qi Yinzhi, it sounds like a little milk cat.

Looking along the sound, I saw a girl in a white dress squatting in the corner crying.

It seemed that she was afraid of crying to disturb others. She bit her hand and looked very hard.

Tears made her look very embarrassed.

I don't know why, Qi Yinzhi felt his hand itchy and wanted to take off her biting hand and wipe away the tears on his face.

His fingertips moved, but he didn't do anything. He just looked at her quietly where the other party couldn't see.

Until someone came and called the girl, "Mianmian Mian."

He thought, oh, the girl's name is Mianmian