The Beauty of Trial Marriage

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And generally rich people are afraid that their wives will carve up their own property, and they want to sign a prenuptial agreement that clearly lists all the assets before marriage?!

Why did he take the initiative to offer his property with both hands instead?

Ye Zi'an smiled, with a charming smile, "I'm also afraid now, I'm afraid you think it's because of the child, I'm afraid you think I want to use money to tie you up. Qian Qian, I said I didn't want to put pressure on you, but I also know that you need These ones."

What he said was right, she needed money, which was why she married him in the first place.

Ling Qianmo glanced at him, smiled, and handed him the documents in his hand, "Are you not afraid that I turned around and ran away with the money?"

"I'm afraid you look down on it."

Ling Qianmo, "..."

"Well, I need to think about it." With such a big pie falling from the sky, it was difficult for her to reach out and catch it casually.

"it is good."

***

Ling Qianxin was lying on the bed, feeling the bad breath in her heart that she couldn't swallow.

It just so happened that the phone rang, glanced at the caller ID, reached out and answered, "Something?"

"I heard that you have already lived in Ye Zi'an's house. Congratulations, Xinxin. You have to take advantage of the opportunity to get close to the water tower."

"Opportunity?" Ling Qianxin sneered, "That bitch is pregnant now, and everyone in the Ye family treats her like a treasure. I just said one thing and was scolded by everyone. How can I have any chance."

Hearing the news that Ling Qianmo was pregnant, the people over there were silent for a few seconds, and then the voice that came out was much lower than before, "She is a treasure now, but it is only because of the flesh and blood of the Ye family in her stomach. Without that flesh and blood, Ye Zi'an would divorce her as well. She just got lucky and got pregnant at a critical time."

This sounded like a spit, but Ling Qianxin heard the main point all at once.

If Ling Qianmo didn't have that child...

***

It seems that since pregnancy, Ling Qianmo wakes up later every time.

But every time I get up to sleep, I feel very beautiful.

After washing and going downstairs, Madam Qin hurriedly greeted her as soon as she saw her, "Madam, you are awake. The kitchen is heating porridge for you, do you want to bring it for you?"

"Well, trouble you." Ling Qianmo yawned slightly and walked towards the restaurant.

On the sofa in the living room, Ling Qianxin leaned against a bag of snacks while watching TV. Hearing them talking, his eyes brightened, and he put the snacks aside, "Qin Ma, pour me a glass of water first. I'm thirsty."

"Miss Ling, don't you still have it in your water glass?" Ma Qin felt unspeakably disgusted with her attitude as a host.

"Then pour me a glass of juice."

"but……"

Ling Qianmo shook her head to Qin Ma secretly, and motioned her to help Ling Qianxin pour the juice first. Anyway, she just finished brushing her teeth and was not in a hurry to eat.

Qin Ma went to the kitchen to squeeze juice, Ling Qianmo continued to the direction of the dining room, without noticing that Ling Qianxin quietly got up behind her and leaned towards her.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Getting closer, as long as you reach out, you can knock her down.

The first three months are the most dangerous, as long as you fall, you may have a miscarriage.

Ling Qianxin stretched out her hand to Ling Qianmo's back little by little.

Just when she was about to touch her shoulder, Qin Ma suddenly turned out of the kitchen, "Miss Ling, what juice would you like to drink? There are watermelons and peaches at home."

Ling Qianxin was startled, "Western and watermelon are just fine..."

Ling Qianmo frowned in confusion, when did she stand behind her.

"I'm going to work at my brother-in-law's company, did you tell me?" Seeing her doubts, Ling Qianxin simply made a head start.

"No, you should have said it yourself."

"Just say it for yourself, as long as you don't get in the way, I think my brother-in-law will agree."

Ling Qianmo was too lazy to talk to her, sat down in the dining room and turned on the phone.

There was an unread voice message from Mr. Mo, and Ling Qianmo opened his ears.

Mr. Mo said that he has handed over the private order to the legal department for processing, and it may involve compensation. Specific matters will not be resolved until the legal department communicates with the other party, and then he will talk to her.

After listening, Ling Qianmo couldn't help frowning and typed a line.

While typing, she was in a daze and remembered the document Ye Zi'an gave her last night. The rich family property on it was undoubtedly fatal to her now.

But he only showed her the property transfer letter last night. Is it a coincidence that President Mo sent such a message today?

"Madam, let's have porridge. The master went out in the morning for something, so he can't say he will come back for lunch."

"Yeah." Ling Qianmo took the porridge bowl.

While drinking, there was a knock on the door, and Qin Ma hurried over to open the door.

Outside the door, a man in express clothes was holding a delicate gift box in his hand. The packaging was very beautiful, with a light white silver pattern, and a beautiful bow tied with a light pink ribbon.

"Hello, does Miss Ling Qianmo live here?"

"Yes."

"This is a gift for Miss Ling, please sign for it."

"Madam..." Madam Qin didn't know what to do, so she could only call Ling Qianmo.

Ling Qianmo responded, put down the spoon and walked over, followed by Ling Qianxin with a curious look.

"what happened?"

"I'm here to give you a gift." Qin Ma pointed to the box in the young man's hand.

"Gift?" Ling Qianmo was confused, who would give her a gift, "Do you know who gave it to me?"

"Sorry, the gift-giver asked us not to reveal her life." The young man smiled embarrassedly and handed her the gift box in his hand.

Ling Qianmo frowned, reached out and took it, and after signing at the place he designated, he returned to the living room holding the gift box.

Unravel the ribbon and open the box, a strong rose fragrance came.

A box full of roses, not the usual gorgeous red, but a little fascinating and mysterious purple, counted, a total of fifty-two.

Roses, or fifty-two roses, are they from Ye Zi'an?

Ling Qianmo took out her mobile phone and called Ye Zi'an. While waiting for the connection, an extremely discordant voice came from the side, "Hey, this flower-giver is too stingy, right? Flowers, shouldn't you usually give 99 flowers?!"

While being ironic, he picked up the card on the side.

The above is powerful, and the handwriting of Long Feifengwu is on the paper.

In Northern Europe, purple roses represent guardian love.Fifty-two purple roses give me the love I want to protect most in this life.

The affectionate words, like a knife, pierced Ling Qianxin's heart fiercely, making her eyes gloomy for an instant.

The phone was connected at this time, and the man's slightly pleasant voice was on the other end, "Shuan Qian, what's the matter?"

"I just received a box of purple roses. Did you send it?"

"Rose, what purple rose?"