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!"Zi'an..." Xia Xueying stiffened for a second, rushed out the door to grab the man's arm, tears were already dripping from her face, "I know it was wrong for me to take the child privately, but if you really want it, I can also give birth to you now. Don't you hate me so much, OK, I can't stand it..."

In the elevator, the woman raising her hand to prepare to press the action froze suddenly, her face changed drastically, looking at Ye Zi'an's gaze, it was so complicated that she could hardly understand it all.

Mockery, heartache, pain, blame...

There is also a kind of relief that can no longer be supported by reason...

The man suddenly felt a little panic in his heart, a panic he had never felt before.

He almost shook Xia Xueying's hand all at once, ignoring that she was thrown against the wall by himself, hitting her head hard against the wall, making a bang, and strode directly towards the elevator.

Seeing him coming, the woman almost didn't even want to press the close button directly.

However, the man's hand still jammed in the moment the elevator door was completely closed.

The elevator door was clamped heavily and then separated in a sense.

Ling Qianmo lowered his eyebrows, stood in the corner, did not speak, let alone glanced at him.

The man was silent, just reached out and took her hand, Ling Qianmo struggled, and he simply forced her fingers to clasp.

The big black and white eyes blinked, their eyes fell on the entangled fingers, and a faint sarcasm smiled from the corners of the lips.

Sometimes she really wants to ask him, won't she be tired?!

Ye Zi'an led Ling Qianmo to leave with a steady pace. After stepping out of the elevator, he walked to the car step by step, opened the door of the co-pilot and watched her sit up, and buckled the seat belt silently. He didn't say anything, but closed the door, went around the front of the car, got into the driver's seat, and started the car.

"Qian Qian, why don't you ask me?" The man suddenly asked when he started the car.

Ling Qianmo used her fingers to comb her long hair for a while, "Why ask?"

Isn't it better to be ignorant sometimes?!

He suddenly remembered the sentence he heard her say when he first arrived. Compared with the life he can create for me, I care more about the latter.

Compared with him, she cares more about the benefits he can bring him, such as guaranteeing her grandpa.

The man did not speak any more, and she would not take the initiative to speak. She leaned her head on the back of the chair and turned her face slightly to the outside of the car window. She didn't know if she was looking at the scenery outside the window or she just wanted to refuse to communicate with him.

"Just leave like this, she is afraid that she is going to be sad." After a long time, the woman said such a thing casually.

"So you think it is more important whether she is sad than whether you are sad or not?"

Ling Qianmo curled her fingers on her knees, and after a few seconds she pulled out a smile, "Sad? What's so sad about me."

After all, he said that they had nothing to do with love since the beginning of their marriage.Just fit, and need.

"Yeah, what's so sad about you." Ye Zi'an sneered, and the fingers holding the steering wheel became harder and harder, until the joints turned white.

She can even mention divorce more than once, even if he and other women really have something, it is probably easy to turn around and leave.

Women are heartless, much crueler than men.

***

Ye Zi'an never took the initiative to talk about the matter with Xia Xueying, and he didn't even have a word of explanation for the apartment.

He didn't say, Ling Qianmo didn't ask.

Even with the exception of sleeping on a bed and eating on a table every night, there is basically no communication between them.

But when he got off work that night, the man made an unprecedented call.

The dialogue was very simple. He said he would not come back for dinner at night, and she said a good one.

This is the end of the call.

Back home, the servant brought the prepared meal to the table, which was surprisingly rich compared to usual.

"Mister didn't say that, he won't come back for dinner." Ling Qianmo looked at the food on the table in a little surprise, a dozen dishes, she would have eaten it for several days.

Ma Qin looked at her with a look of surprise, "Sir, won't you come back for dinner today? But today is..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Qianmo's cell phone rang, and Li Nan called.

He called, it was probably something, so Ling Qianmo smiled apologetically at Qin Ma, got up and walked aside to answer the phone.

"Senior, what's the matter?" I called when I was picking a meal, so I wouldn't ask her to eat.

There seemed to be a bit noisy on Li Nan's side, and the voice passed through the humming of a group of men and women, "Qian Mo, did you quarrel with Ye Zi'an?"

"Huh?" She was puzzled. The lack of communication between them during this period was their business. She didn't think men would take these things out and publicize them everywhere. He didn't like or even hated his private life being spied on.

"Qingzi and Gu Bei celebrated Ye Zi'an's birthday." But as Ye Zi'an's wife, she was not there.

Ling Qianmo squeezed the phone in her hand, fingertips swiftly, and glanced back at the rich dishes on the table, remembering the shocked appearance of Qin Ma just now, and the sentence that she could not finish being interrupted by the phone.

Today is Ye Zi'an's birthday.

Everyone knew it, only she didn't.

When he called and said that when he was not coming back for dinner, she only said it was okay, and didn't ask why, but he didn't mention it either.

So between them, whose fault is it?!

"He told me not to come back for dinner at night." Ling Qianmo smiled lightly, in a completely indifferent tone, "You guys help him celebrate, although for women, they are less and less aware of birthdays. What a better life."

After all, every time I pass, it means I am one year older.

On the other side, Li Nan sighed, holding the phone that was hung up, and the moment he saw Ye Zi'an appear alone, he knew that the two must have quarreled again.

Even if he quarreled about something, he couldn't guess it.

"How? What did Asamo say?" Mu Haruko poked her head.

Li Nan put away the phone and reached out to stop her waist, "Qian Mo doesn't know this at all, it seems that she really quarreled."

"Because of Xia Xueying?" The woman's volume was raised, it was not a big deal, he couldn't explain clearly?!

"Alright." Li Nan calmly interrupted her loudly, "This is a matter between the two of them. Our intervention may be counterproductive."

"No, it was so easy for Zi'an to finally find a woman that we all saw pleasing to the eye. I must not let them separate."

Li Nan didn't speak, and he put his arms around her waist to take her back to the private room. Both of them made excuses to come out.

As soon as he walked to the door of the private room, Mu Haruko reacted swiftly, grabbing his arm and blocking the person at the door, "Don't tell me, you still want to match Xiang Heng and Qianmo?!"