The Beauty of Trial Marriage

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Cold enough to freeze the air.

Suffocating, confused, perturbed, and a little confused.

Until the man put his arm on her side, looked at her sideways, rubbed her rough fingers on her cheek, "You really... have to divorce me?"

Ling Qianmo turned his face slightly, avoiding his fingers, his expression faint, "Didn't we have already said it, and what can we do without divorce?"

"But I need you."

The man's tone was low, and he said it for granted, every word, there was a kind of tenderness and gentleness that would fall into her heart.

Ling Qianmo was startled, and then smiled lightly, "You need me?"

"Yes, I need you." The man looked into her eyes, his eyes serious, "And, you also need me."

"I thought she needed you more."

"Sometimes, the eyes can deceive people." He said this way, with a clear and sure tone, a slow, gentle and distressed speech, "Shallow, you are carrying too heavy a burden, you need my support. Whether it is money Okay, so do your contacts. Grandpa Ling's health is getting worse, you don't know. You can't leave him alone, and you don't have a second house to sell."

What he said is really true.

She needs money, a lot of money, but she has no way to get a lot of money.

Ling Qianmo looked up at him, eyebrows curled, "Ye Zian, you really don't know me at all."

"Shallow..."

"Look, for the same reason, you first used it to get me to marry you, and now you are using it to persuade me not to divorce you. This way, you will appear very perfunctory and insincere." The big eyes looked innocently. His exquisite features are a little helpless and funny.

"Then what kind of sincerity do you want?" As long as she said, he could do it.

Ling Qianmo still laughed, look, he didn't even understand what she was saying, he really didn't understand her at all.

"There are some roads. Why should I continue if I know that it is wrong to go on?"

The man reached out his hand and touched her face, "If you don't reach the end, no one knows what will be waiting at the end? Qian Qian, why don't you accompany me down?"

"Because I am very tired!" Ling Qianmo sighed and looked into his eyes, "Ye Zi'an, I am very tired with you. For a marriage, if no matter how hard you work hard, I really don’t I know why you want to continue. You see, you wanted to marry me because you thought I was more in line with your positioning of Mrs. Ye's identity. But obviously I want more than that now, and I have to make trouble with you from time to time. I am embarrassed with you, both embarrassed and sad for each other, there is really no need to force it, right?"

"What if I say I don't mind?"

Ling Qianmo froze for a moment, and then reacted immediately. He couldn't help being funny, "Do you mind if I stay with you just because of the money, don't mind if I want to get more and more, don't mind if I don't get it, just show your face to you Making a divorce?"

"Yes, I don't mind." The man was categorical.

"But I mind." Ling Qianmo sighed, "The marriage life I want is not like this. You can find a better and more suitable wife, even if that person is Xia Xueying, it should be more suitable than me. So Leave, let each other make a living."

"Really thinking about it?"

Ling Qianmo didn't look at him, and rolled over under the quilt. "I will take the time to pack my things as soon as possible. If you find it obtrusive, you can throw it away." When she said this, she suddenly remembered something very important. , "How did you know that I was here?"

"I went to the hospital and Haruko gave me the key."

Ling Qianmo felt that he got off the bed, his tight nerves relaxed a little, "You went to the hospital, then Li Nan..."

"The operation is over. He's fine. Just rest for a while, don't worry." The man stood by the bed and put on his clothes. A black silk shirt with exquisite customized button patterns. The fingers with distinct joints were buttoned down one by one. A different kind of charm.

Unfortunately, no one appreciates it.

Ling Qianmo was greatly relieved when he heard that Li Nan was all right.

There was the sound of leaving footsteps behind her, and when the door opened, she heard the man’s voice softly say, "Qianqian, if you need anything, remember to find me."

***

In the hospital, the strong smell of disinfectant covers everything.

Every time he came here, Ling Qianmo had a kind of disgust that oozes from his bones.

All the way to Li Nan's ward, he opened the door, "Haruko."

Mu Haruko turned her head and saw her, with a pale smile, "You are here? How is it?"

How is she doing, obviously asking her and Ye Zi'an.

"I brought you something to eat. You can eat some first." Ling Qianmo turned off the subject and glanced at Li Nan who was still drowsy, "How is the senior's situation? When can I wake up?"

When she said this, she naturally meant that she didn’t want to talk more. Haruko Ki did not reluctantly, and took the thermal box she handed over, "Thank you, thank you for your hard work. The doctor said that there is no danger to life, but he has two broken ribs. One has been inserted into the lungs, so it will take a while to recuperate."

"It's fine if there is no life-threatening. As long as the person is alive, it doesn't matter how long you raise it." Ling Qianmo replied quickly, "You can eat something first. From yesterday to now, you probably haven't eaten much."

"Okay." Mu Haruko opened the heat preservation box, took out the food, first filled a bowl of soup, held a sip, and opened her eyes slightly, "This soup..."

"It was Ye Zi'an who made it." After Ye Zi'an left in the morning, she slept for a while, and when she woke up, she found that there was a short-prepared meal on the table, and soup was still boiling on the stove.

"Qian Mo, between you, is there really no chance at all?" Ye Zi'an still thinks of making soup for her, which proves that he has never thought of separating from her.

"Does it make any sense to say this now?"

"Because I think you still love him, and he loves you too."

"Haruko..."

Mu Qingzi put down the bowl and raised her hand to hug her shoulder, "Qian Mo, to be honest, I think there is a real misunderstanding between you and Zi'an. You obviously have each other in your heart, so why refuse to sit down and talk. I say this not because Zi'an is my friend, but I think you are really suitable. For the first time in so many years, I have seen him care for a person so much."

"Sure enough, it's a lawyer. He speaks differently."

Mu Haruko paused and said with a smile, "It has nothing to do with whether I am a lawyer or not, I just say something from my heart."

"Well, I see." Ling Qianmo leaned on her shoulder, "After eating, I will go back and rest. There is me here."