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 man’s originally blurred eyes seemed to become clear at this moment, and a self-deprecating voice slowly sounded, "Well, she said that she is no longer satisfied with stopping this marriage from trading, and I can’t give her more, so Can't go on."

During these few words, Haruko Ki clearly saw that the expression on his face changed several times.

Taunting, contemplative, lonely, annoyed.

Even, there is a little bit of complaint.

However, he blamed himself or Ling Qianmo.

Ki Haruko can't tell the difference.

So she opened and closed her lips several times, but couldn't speak.

Ye Zi'an glanced at her, straightened up and poured himself a glass of wine, "Okay, just say anything, what else can I not listen to now?"

Mu Haruko shrugged indifferently, okay, he asked her to say, then she was blunt, "Zi'an, it's not that I said you, Qian Mo is determined to divorce you, it is all you do. I am. Just ask you, what do you think about Qian Mo? Do you want to divorce because of love, or because you are used to her existence? If it is love, then you tell her and let her stay. If it is because Get used to it or whatever, then you can let go and give her freedom."

Ye Zi'an didn't answer directly. Instead, he lit a cigarette for himself, took a deep breath, and the thin smoke came out of his mouth, making his sleek and handsome face blurred.

After a long while, Haruko Ki heard the man's low and thick voice, "Is it so important to love or not?"

"Since love is not that important to you, then why do you have to Ling Qianmo, you know that marriage has a different meaning to her." Mu Haruko really wanted to give him a kick, is he I have a pit in my mind, I eat and sleep with someone who doesn't love me every day, and I have to do some intimate things.

If you really want to sell himself for his money, then forget it, but Ling Qianmo is not such a person at all.

Ye Zi'an curled his eyebrows and couldn't help but squeezed his eyebrows, his irritability almost exploded.

Ling Qianmo said so, and Mu Haruko said the same.

So, is he really wrong?Time to let go?

***

The sky was so gloomy, the heavy clouds pressed against the sky, low as if they could fall down at any time.

The heavy rain seems to be ready to fall at any time.

Vivienne wore a big red dress with a waist and a thin windbreaker outside.In the spring season, this kind of dress seems a bit too thin.

The howling wind lifted her ankle-length skirt, which looked like an immortal, but attracted a lot of attention.

But she seemed to be very anxious, and she didn't have the time to care about it, and hurried into a coffee shop on the side of the road, stepping on ten centimeters of hate.

He looked around and quickly walked towards a table.

As soon as I approached, I couldn't help but anxiously said, "It's not that the last time was the last time, why are you looking for me again?"

The person who was sitting in the seat turned around, revealing a soft and classical face, a pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes, when they looked at Vivian, slightly mocking, "You don't really think you can sit back and relax since then."

"Xia Xueying, what do you mean by this?"

Xia Xueying smiled coldly, "The reason why you don't want to see me again is simply because Ling Qianmo is dead, and the resentment in your heart is out. You don't want Ye Zi'an to find you on your head and want to protect yourself."

"So what, he won't move you, but it's not a matter of a finger to deal with me." If it hadn't been for this woman who had repeatedly promised that she would never involve her, how could she risk offending Ye Zi'an.

The smile on Xia Xueying's face remained undiminished, but the irony was even stronger, "Then what if I tell you that she is not dead?"

"It's impossible?!" In the newspaper, the news that Ling Qianmo hadn't found has not disappeared, how could she not die.

"I saw it with my own eyes. Could there be any fakes?" Xia Xueying sneered. If it hadn't been for Ling Qianmo's kidnapping her that day, she didn't know that Ye Zi'an had played such a big game of chess.

In order to protect that woman, even let her die.

Vivienne squinted her eyes, seeming to be judging whether what she said was true or false, and then said coldly, "Then what do you want to do?"

"Since she is not dead, then everyone shouldn't make everyone think she is dead." But she couldn't do this thing, so she found Vivian.

However, how could Vivian not know her purpose, "Do you want me to spread this news and be your substitute?!"

"Don't say things so badly. Given the relationship between the two of us, how could I let you be a substitute for the dead." Xia Xueying smiled, her brows full of gentleness.

However, Vivienne knew very well that this woman was a typical femme fatale, weak in appearance and poisonous in her heart.

"In fact, we don't have to do it ourselves, someone will do it for us."

***

Ling Qianmo woke up, the sky was dim outside, and he was shocked when he thought he had slept all day and night.

I took the phone and looked at the time on it. It was eleven o'clock. Although it was still a bit late, it was fine.

When I got up to wash, when I was about to change clothes, I turned around and prepared to open the closet, but I was stunned when I saw the emptiness in front of me.

Fu-e, habit is really a terrible thing, so she has forgotten that she is in the guest room now.

At this time, Ye Zi'an should be gone.

After hesitating for a moment, she still went out to the bedroom upstairs because of her habit.

The bedroom door was open, there was no one in the room, the big bed was messy, the man's suit was thrown on it casually, the phone was placed on the bedside table, it kept vibrating, and there was a vague sound of water in the bathroom.

There was a faint smell of alcohol, and Ling Qianmo couldn't help frowning.

Although his stomach disease is not as serious as hers, he drank early in the morning...

Half an hour later, the bathroom door was opened, and the man came out with a wet short, and water droplets rolled down his handsome face, crawling across the strong chest, and along the lean belly with eight beautiful abdominal muscles. Fall into the loose towel around the waist.

He came out with only a towel around!

Ling Qianmo bit her lip. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a sneer in her ear, "It's just a divorce, so you can't wait?"

"I didn't come to you to talk about this, I just..." The words stopped suddenly, why should she tell him more, "Since you mentioned divorce, then we..."

"I didn't sleep all night, and I didn't have the energy to discuss this with you." The man said coldly, and the phone on the bedside table vibrated again. While wiping his hair, he sat on the side of the bed and picked it up, frowning. "Let him go back first and come back tomorrow. In addition, to postpone today’s work, the documents that must be signed by me are brought to my home this afternoon."

I hung up the phone, turned around and found that she was still there, and said rather badly, "I'm not leaving yet, do you want to sleep with her again?"

PS: Two to three chapters will be updated tonight, because we have been thunderstorms here in the past two days. The thunderstorm scared people to death, so I didn't dare to open the computer.You can only seize the time code when the rain stops.