The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!Everyone stood up with their wine glasses.

Ling Qianmo was not the only woman on the table, but everyone seemed to have brought a female companion over. At this time, the other women also stood up. She did not stand, it was extremely discordant and did not give face.

So Ling Qianmo stretched out her hand to hold the wine glass in front of her with some unrequited love.

You know that she just drank a glass of pure white wine last night, and now she saw the wine and she had lingering fears.

A hand stretched out faster than her, took her wine glass and put it aside, then openly stuffed a glass of water into her palm, and then stood up with a glass of water.

Everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to stand up and say something.

Because for them, Ye Zi Anken sitting here is already giving a lot of face.

The next to Xiang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, his handsome face smiled slightly, "Mr. Ye, we all drink, what do you mean by drinking water?"

"It's unwell to drink alcohol." The eight-character motto clearly rejected Xiang Heng's request to drink.

Xiang Heng said a few more cynics, but Ye Zi'an just responded with a faint expression, not getting angry, but not changing his wine.

Ling Qianmo watched aside with admiration. It's good to be powerful. In this kind of situation, no one would dare to say anything if he didn't drink.

As for Xiang Heng, he obviously underestimated Ye Zi'an too much.

Few people at the wine table would openly refuse to drink. He did not expect him to do so.

The other people at the same table naturally wanted to curry favor with Ye Zi'an. Seeing that he refused to drink, they all persuaded him to make peace. Many people also mistakenly used Xiang Heng's intentions, thinking that he was looking for an opponent without getting drunk.

So immediately after drinking this glass, many people came up to him alone with their glasses.

"Oh, come to Mr. Xiang, let's have a drink..."

As a result, drinking cup after cup, Xiang Heng rode a tiger with difficulty, and felt a little regretful in his heart.

But every time Ye Zi'an smiled slightly, but with clear mocking eyes, an unspeakable anger was born in his heart, and those who began to be aggressive were not rejected.

With this way of drinking, Ling Qianmo felt stomach pain when he looked at it.

She had never accompany Xiang Heng out to socialize before, and she didn't know his specific drink volume, but seeing him drank so much, her brows were slightly twisted together, guessing that he might not be able to hold it anymore.

So holding on to the truce of some people, he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay, can you hold it?"

The man's handsome face was already slightly flushed, and when she saw her caring, there was a rare smile line on the corner of his lips, "Fortunately, you don't seem to be very comfortable after you."

"If you can't hold it, don't drink it." Ling Qianmo said, paused, and added, "Actually, you really... don't need to be like this!"

It is really not wise to drink because of bravery.

Xiang Heng chuckled lightly, "Did you see it?"

With so many years with him, she can't see his emotions.Even if she had never accompanied him to any banquets, she could infer what he was drinking.

It will never be like this!

Unrestrained, blindly reckless, as if trying to prove something.

What does it prove?Prove that you can drink better than Ye Zi'an?

Isn't it naive!

"Do you want..."

Before he finished speaking, his right arm was suddenly grabbed, and he pulled it to the right vigorously.

Ling Qianmo exclaimed unexpectedly.

Then one hand stretched out quickly, grabbed her left arm, and pulled her leaning body back.

The two sides are in a stalemate, each will not give way!

Ling Qianmo became the victim in the middle, feeling left and right, almost torn her in half.

The eyes of the people on the table came over because of her short exclamation.

Everyone looked a little complicated for a while, and seemed to wish that he had never seen it.

But I saw it all, and then turned my head and bumped it without seeing it, it was too hypocritical.

I don’t know who suddenly yelled wittily, "Yeah, I suddenly remembered that there is still a document that I haven’t read, I’m afraid I’m going to say goodbye. I’m really embarrassed, let’s go one step ahead, I’ll be apologizing for this."

After finishing speaking, the soles of his feet were greased and he slapped out of the box.

Others regretted how their IQ went offline for a while, but they didn't expect to use this method.

"Let go of me!" Ling Qianmo pulled his left hand and didn't move, then pulled his right hand, but still didn't move. He was a little annoyed for a while, and he tugged fiercely, "Hiss..."

The previous abrasions were not completely healed. Under the cover of the long sleeves, the men on the left and right pulled the wound.

After pulling like this, there was a heartache, and tears almost came out.

Xiang Heng let go in an instant, and Ye Zi'an took the opportunity to take the woman into his arms and lifted her sleeves.

On the white arm, the dark red blood scab was shocking, and in some places it cracked slightly, bleeding beads, which should be due to the force just now.

"Let go!"

"Shallow," the man helplessly, "be good, don't move."

Ling Qianmo lowered his eyes, quietly straightened his back, his tone increased a bit, "Let go of me."

Ye Zi'an frowned, dissatisfied with her attitude, took two tissues over, carefully wiped off the blood scabs on her arms, and released her.

Once he was free, Ling Qianmo immediately put down his sleeves and was about to withdraw.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly bent over and reached out to lift her trouser legs.

During this time, because of the wounds, she wore wide-leg pants, so it was very convenient to pick up.

But there was a lot of people in the public, and everyone was in full view, what was going on with a man pulling his pants.

Ling Qianmo's face was flushed, and he didn't know whether he was ashamed or angry.Holding down the man's hand, his tone was already gritted his teeth, "Ye Zi'an, what are you doing..."

"The injury didn't heal, why did you leave the hospital early?" the man asked questioningly.

Ling Qianmo looked at it warmly, without a trace of fluctuation in his eyes, "Why am I discharged from the hospital? What does it have to do with you?"

He was ashamed to ask why she was discharged from the hospital?!

Didn't he get angry and return to Jiangcheng?Aren’t you going to be the mayor’s son-in-law?What qualifications do you have to question her?

Ye Zi'an's dark eyes darkened in an instant, stretched out his hand to drag the woman into his arms, bent over and hugged her.

Her abrupt feet dangling in the air shocked her, and the conditioned reflex circled his neck, "Ye Zi'an..."

So many people are watching, what does he want to do?!

No matter how many people behind him are watching the excitement, the man directly hugged her and turned out of the box, and strode away.

Xiang Heng wanted to chase after him, but after standing up, his legs seemed to be filled with lead again.

Now, what does he have to chase after?

Being held by a man all the way, Ling Qianmo did not act cooperatively. He tried to jump out of his arms several times, but was stabilized by the man's powerful arms.

"Are you afraid?" The man lowered his eyes and gave her a somber gaze condescendingly.

"No!"

Ye Zi'an opened the door, put her in the position of the co-pilot, leaned over, circled her between his arms, and bowed his head close.

"Let me guess, you look like you can't hide from me to the end of the world because of Xiang Heng?"