Chapter 165 (2/2)

For Zheng Xiuli's accusation, an Xiaoqiao frowns. At the beginning, she asked her to say that at the banquet. She also said that she would leave Xinghua City after that, but Ling shaotian bound her with marriage. Let's use the word bondage for the moment.

Now that they are married, Ann Xiaoqiao is also suffering. With her deep love for the man, she insists on it. Now Zheng Xiuli says she should leave.

This gamble, since on the table, is not she want to come down can come down.

The clear light of the glimpse of the sun crossed the line of certainty: ”I am not the one who has the final say to leave him. If Miss Zheng feels that I am mean or shameless, I will get the lingshao marriage by my plan. But these are all foregone conclusion. I think I love him less than you love. So the lover who can take away is not a lover. In this marriage, I will not speak as long as he does not say divorce. There are many excellent people in the world. Why don't Miss Zheng open her eyes and look at the other men around her

After listening to an Xiaoqiao's firm words, Zheng Xiuli's fingertips turned white. It seems that there is still a long way to go in this battle. She just declared war: ”miss an, I have learned that you have no faith in your words. Since you choose this meaningless battle to defend your marriage, let's wait and see.”

When Zheng Xiuli leaves, an Xiaoqiao sits on the bench and looks at the flowers outside. The neon light gradually lights up on her face, leaving a desolate smell.

Coffee has been cold, an Xiaoqiao took a look at this expensive coffee, heart can not help but lose: ”Ling shaotian, I hope my persistence in exchange for two people's happiness.”

She has been deeply in love with the cold man, involuntarily made so hurt him, although it is necessary, but also out of a form of protection for him.

Walking out of the store again, the rainy sky seems to be stained with a layer of unspeakable grief, just like an Xiaoqiao's mood, gray and humid.

She was afraid, not that the women who coveted Ling shaotian would declare war on her face, but that the man who bound her with marriage would not love her at all.

Fear of

When Ling shaotian came to the garage after work, she saw that an Xiaoqiao's Volkswagen car was still in the garage. She scanned around and took out her mobile phone to find her phone number: ”Hello, an Xiaoqiao, where are you?”

Just thinking about this man, he called, Ann Xiaoqiao sad smile: ”I'm outside.”

Knowing that she was outside, Ling shaotian asked for the specific location and frowned: ”where is it? I'll pick you up.”

Looking at the flashing neon lights in front of him, Ann Xiaoqiao made a bet with himself, and then said, ”you come to me and give you a little hint. If you find me, I'll give you a reward.”

Ling shaotian does not speak, quietly waiting for her prompt, just listen to an Xiaoqiao Happy Mouth: ”the vision here is really open, even can see your company's building, Ling shaotian I in it from the sky nearest place to wait for you.”

Then he hung up the phone and stood in the ferris wheel. With its rotation, he fell down from the height again, circle after circle, waiting for the man in his heart to appear.

The two couples are playing the game of hiding from me. At this time, Chen Xinyi is also lying in her bedroom of Zhangjia villa. Looking at the wedding photo hanging above the big bed, Li muyuan is very handsome and has no smile on her face. She seems to be reluctant.

Think about it. They have been back from their honeymoon for a long time. There are only a few times when they go home or go back to their bedroom. Even when they come back, they sleep in their study. As long as she is a little close to them, the man will use his children to push them away. They should have some sports.

What's the use of such a marriage? She has never regretted it so much as this moment. She turned and looked at the photo on the dresser, slamming to the ground, smashing the photo frame, and the photo inside cracked.

Just as he was venting his anger, the obstetrician of the hospital called... A huge storm came into being again.