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!The next day, it happened to be the weekend.

Ling Qianmo slept beautifully, and Ye Zi'an didn't wake her up for breakfast, leaving her to wake up naturally.

After washing and changing clothes, the villa was very quiet.

Going downstairs and seeing the servant preparing lunch, he asked, "Where is Mr. Ye?"

"Madam is awake, Mr. Ye and the old man are in the study, as if they are writing invitations."

The wedding is still five days away. Are you just writing the invitation now?!

Ling Qianmo thought for a while and went to the study.

The door of the study was not closed. Ling Qianmo knocked symbolically. He only went in when he heard a sound from inside. Sure enough, he saw Ye Lao and Ye Zi'an sitting behind the desk with a large stack of invitations in front of them.

Their wedding invitation is very simple. It is a three-dimensional figure made of silhouettes of two people taking a group photo. Then Su Jing's elegant inner page has no printed words, all strokes by handwriting.

"The girl is here, your wedding invitation has just been sent. Come and see if you like it or not." Seeing her come in, Ye Lao immediately put down his pen to greet.

Ling Qianmo rolled her lips, "Grandpa, I've seen the design draft before, it's very beautiful. Just... so much, do you have to write by hand?"

She felt pain in her wrist just thinking about it.

"This is more sincere." The man raised his head and pushed the stack in front of her in her direction. "It just so happens. Who do you want to invite to the wedding? Write it down."

Ling Qianmo, "..."

Can she refuse?!

"I don't have anyone I want to invite, so it's fine if you decide." When she said this, she tried to make her expression calm, but the insignificant loneliness between her brows still fell into the man's eyes.

He put the pen, got up and walked over, pulling her to sit in the only vacant chair, "Don't want to be lazy, I know that your company has a good relationship colleague."

"They...none of them are suitable." As far as the Ye family's family is concerned, the people who are invited at the wedding must be those with good looks.

After all, Jenny and the others are just ordinary people, and I'm afraid they won't be comfortable when they show up.

Ye Zi'an looked down at her face and said after a long time, "Don't worry, I'm not going to have a big wedding. I also invite some familiar friends. It doesn't matter."

"Really?"

"of course."

There is no distinction between high and low in life, not to mention, those who are all her friends are naturally his friends.

Ling Qianmo pursed her lips, showing a smile, "But the words I wrote are not as good-looking as you and grandpa, so forget it."

"So, you are changing your way and want to be lazy, let me write it for you?"

Ling Qianmo smiled, suddenly remembered another person, looked at the gentle and handsome face of the man in front of him, and hesitated, "Um...Can I invite Xiang Heng?"

He mentioned that once before, he wanted to come to her wedding.

She didn't know whether he said casually or seriously.But it's always mentioned, it's not good to be totally inappropriate.

The man's writing hand paused, and Ye Lao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows next to him.

Ling Qianmo noticed that the atmosphere in the study suddenly became a little condensed, so he became more cautious, "He said he wants to come to our wedding... can't it?"

"Let him come if he wants to come." Ye Zi'an smiled sharply, he thought that man was waiting for them to break up so that he could get in.

I also want to come to their wedding and ask myself why he can't be fulfilled.

"Are you upset?" Ling Qianmo glanced at him, then at Ye Lao who hadn't spoken next to him, and suddenly regretted making this request.

"Without his accomplishment, how could I marry you." The man smiled wildly, and reached out his hand to clasp her head as a kiss, "You are all mine now, what should I mind?"

Don't you mind?

Then why does he move Xiang Heng out if he has nothing to do?!

***

After writing for a day, I woke up the next day and my wrists were not very comfortable.

After drawing a few design drawings, remembering the invitation to Xiang Heng, Ling Qianmo cleaned up and went out.

She will be very busy as soon as she goes to work, and probably won't have time to send it to him, so she can only take advantage of today.

Before leaving the house, I called Xiang Heng, arranged a meeting place, and talked to Ye Zi'an and Ye Lao.

When she arrived, Xiang Heng was already there and ordered a cup of coffee and a piece of cake.

"Have you been here for a long time?" When Ling Qianmo sat down, she touched the coffee cup with her finger, and the wall of the cup was warm, obviously it had been left for a while.

Xiang Heng smiled and said lightly, "No, I just arrived."

Ling Qianmo was a little embarrassed. The person she had made appointment with him turned out to be late. "Sorry, I moved a little bit far away recently, so it is not very convenient to come here."

"Qian Mo, you told me on the phone that you want to send me a wedding invitation, but you let Li Nan sell your house and car, what exactly did you plan to do?" He suddenly wanted to know that she had already set In a gesture of leaving and flying high, why did he send him a wedding invitation?

Ling Qianmo frowned and didn't answer immediately. He just took out the exquisite but low-key invitation from his bag and handed it to him, "No, there are three days left, and you are welcome to attend."

"Will you be the bride at the wedding?"

Xiang Heng's question was a little strange, but Ling Qianmo lowered his head to avoid his gaze, his expression was so indifferent that he didn't look like a bride to be married.

"Qian Mo, you are not happy." After eight years of getting along, he can still feel this emotion.

Ling Qianmo shook his head almost reflexively, "No."

"Since you are not happy, and since you are ready, why don't you just leave?" At the end of the word, the man seemed to have figured out something, "You can't bear him?"

Reluctant?!

Ling Qianmo took a sip of coffee, and the bitter taste spread between her lips and teeth, permeating her heart bit by bit, "Xiang Heng...I am already married."

In black and white, she left as she wanted to.

Xiang Heng was stunned, he had forgotten that they were already married in law.

"Well, the invitation has been sent, and I should go back."

"I see you off."

"No, it's not on the way."

Faintly refused, Ling Qianmo closed her long hair in her ears and smiled lightly, "If you are free, welcome to join."

"Yeah." Xiang Heng nodded, then stood up, looked at her face, and said in a low voice, "Can you give me a hug? In the future, I probably won't be able to hug you again.

Ling Qianmo stood there without speaking.

"Like a friend!"

These five words broke Ling Qianmo's last hesitation, "Okay!"

Stretch out your arms and give a simple hug, the man's clear and indifferent voice rang in your ears, "Qianmo, you must be happy."

"it is good!"

Until a long time later, when Ling Qianmo was sitting on the small stone bed behind the bars, living a dark and desperate and miserable life, these words from Xiang Heng were like bone-erupting poison, which made her feel unhappy.