Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

Chapter 19 Marriage Agreement 1
After a day, Cheng Yiming finally appeared.

At dusk, after I got off work, I walked out of the building with Zhuang Honghong. From a distance, I saw Cheng Yiming standing in front of a gray Cayenne.

Cheng Yiming's slender, somewhat thin body leaned lazily in front of the gray Cayenne's door.He lowered his head, put one hand in his trouser pocket, held a cigarette in the other hand, and put it to his mouth to inhale. The ash in the firelight fell inch by inch. That incomparably handsome face was a little indifferent, a little rebellious, but there was something to say. Unstoppable temptation.

Around him, there are many people coming and going.There are office workers who have just got off work, hawkers, and pedestrians. Among them, Cheng Yiming seems to stand out from the crowd.

I let out an "ah" and immediately stood where I was, looking at him with wide eyes.

"Lala, what's the matter with you?" Zhuang Honghong was puzzled.

I didn't answer her, just stared blankly at Cheng Yiming.Zhuang Honghong followed my gaze and looked over, she also said "ah" and whispered: "Wow, handsome guy! Big handsome guy! Lala, who is he?"

"Cheng Yiming!" I murmured.

"Cheng Yiming?" Zhuang Honghong opened her mouth wide: "You mean, the fiancé of Han Jing'er, the princess of the Han family enterprise? The Cheng Yiming who abandoned Han Jing'er on her wedding day and married someone else? Oh my god, seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. I can't imagine, Cheng Yiming He turned out to be a peerless handsome man!"

At this time, Cheng Yiming raised his head, saw me, threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground, stepped on it hard, and extinguished the fire.He didn't avoid people, he walked straight to me, then stood in front of me, lowered his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at me.

Cheng Yiming stood in the sunset light, pursing his lips.At this moment, the resplendent sunset was shining on his body, his hair was covered with a layer of gold border, his face was also covered with a layer of gold border, and his ears were also covered with a layer of gold border, so, his The whole person has a golden face like a metal statue.

I looked at him, smiled unconsciously, and gently raised the corners of my mouth.

Zhuang Honghong was puzzled: "Lala, he—"

Cheng Yiming's face was expressionless, and his voice was flat: "My name is Cheng Yiming, and I'm Lala's new husband."

"Ah?" Zhuang Honghong's eyes were wide open, and her mouth could not be closed for a long time: "Lala's new husband? Lala, you... oh my god, Lala, it's you... you stole Han's enterprise princess Han Jing'er's groom? God! God! How... how is it possible? God!"

I don't know how to explain to Zhuang Honghong.

As a last resort, I had no choice but to say that silence is golden.

Cheng Yiming glanced at me, then gracefully opened the car door, and made a "please" gesture to me.Without hesitation, I calmly got into Cheng Yiming's car while Zhuang Honghong was stunned.

Cheng Yiming's car is gray.

The seats of the car are also gray.That kind of gray is the color I like and am obsessed with, exuding a luster full of desire.The entire carriage is filled with rich gray, dark, faint, a little lonely, a little ethereal, unpredictable, inescapable and inescapable.

The car kept going.

open all the time.

I don't know where Cheng Yiming is taking me, I didn't ask, and Cheng Yiming didn't say either.I sat in the passenger seat, didn't speak, just looked out the window quietly.Because it is the rush hour of getting off work, pedestrians, bicycles, motorcycles, buses, and private cars are in a hurry, scrambling to be the first, and it is very lively.

The two remained silent, neither of them spoke.

The music was playing in the car, and a singer was singing: "... once fell in love vigorously, Qingqing, I, and I have become legends. There are you and me in the romantic world. Let me sing a song of loving you and say I love you loudly , put you in the bottom of my heart, I will always have you in my heart..."

At the intersection, the red light, the car stopped.

Finally couldn't help it, I asked, "Where are you going?"

Cheng Yiming said, "My home."

I was taken aback: "Your home?"

Cheng Yiming said, "Yes, my family."

I really want to ask, what are you doing at your house?But I moved my mouth, but in the end I didn't ask.It is not always possible that Cheng Yiming will eat me up if he takes me to his house—that being said, if Cheng Yiming is really willing to "eat" me, then I will "eat" him.

why not?I do.

Cheng Yiming's home is in a high-end residential area with fresh air and beautiful scenery.On the 18th floor of a building, it is a jumping building.

The decoration is very new and extremely luxurious, with snow-white walls, wooden floors, fine linen curtains, high-end fashion furniture, classic crystal lamps hanging from the white ceiling, and floor lamps decorated with blooming daisies.

Downstairs is the living room, dining room, utility room.

Upstairs are bedrooms, study, and terrace.

The terrace is very large, more than 40 square meters, beautifully decorated, surrounded by tempered glass, green anti-grass carpet on the ground, coffee table, leisure sofa, and a vertical adjustable metal table next to it. Lever floor lamp.The interior of the outer glass is made of roller blinds. When it is sunny, the curtains are pulled up, so that you can fully enjoy the sun bath, and you can watch the moon and stars at night.

Cheng Yiming said: "This house was originally the wedding house for me and Han Jing'er."

I sat with him on the terrace.

The part-time workers made Western food, brought it up, and placed it on the table.Spaghetti Bolognese, Lobster Salad, Pan-fried Beef Ribs, Creamy Mushroom Soup are poured with rose wine in crystal clear glasses, and blooming purple tulips are placed on delicate and beautiful crystal vases.

Cheng Yiming made a "please" gesture.

I walked over and sat down.

Cheng Yiming picked up the glass of wine and clinked glasses with me: "Surala, let's have a toast! Congratulations, you and I met by fate in the vast sea of ​​people!"

I did it, and the wine in the glass was drained.

Rose red wine, mellow and intoxicating.According to one book, when a man wants to sleep with a woman, he usually buys her wine.Because wine is jokingly called "lost/body wine". In an ambiguous atmosphere, after drinking ambiguous wine, people will gradually become ambiguous/ambiguous.

Is it really?

have no idea.Maybe, maybe not.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the moon came out from the end, hanging round and big in the sky, and the whole night was dotted with countless stars, big and small, flickering and dimming.

"Sulala——" Cheng Yiming asked, "Are you really willing to marry me?"

"I really do." I nodded.

"We didn't know each other before, we were completely strangers for two years." Cheng Yiming said: "That day, I was impulsive."

"I know." I said.

"Why are you willing to marry me?" Cheng Yiming asked.

"I don't know." I answered honestly.

"I don't love you." Cheng Yiming said very bluntly.

"I know." I answered bluntly.

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(End of this chapter)