Sleeping With The Wolf: The Dangerous President's Pampered Wife

Long before Su Qianmian and Shen Cheng met, Xun Mochen and Shen Cheng met each other.

Xun Mochen was neatly dressed in a well-fitting ironed suit. Although he was still not energetic, his aura of a king made him look lazy and charming when he was suffering from illness.

Shen Cheng is also in a suit, and on his younger face, there is a unique vigor, which belongs to the vitality and dreams of young people.

"That night, Qianqian found a letter from my suit bag, which was written to her by Su Yuanqing. This letter shocked her a lot. But I always wondered, how could I have this letter? And it was a coincidence Unfortunately carrying it with you? Shouldn’t such things be properly hidden, or destroyed?”

Shen Cheng looked at the houses in the distance without speaking.

Xun Mochen glanced at him, and said calmly: "Cheng Yi'an automatically asked to go to Syria. In a place where the war is constantly raging, why do you think he is so stupid and asked to go by himself?"

Shen Cheng turned around and looked at him: "Let's get straight to the point."

The letter that Su Qianmian saw was lost somewhere in Tibet.She was indeed lost, in the ice and snow.Fortunately, Xun Mochen put it away for her.

Before leaving, Xun Mochen passed the letter to Shen Cheng who came to pick up Su Qianmian through the nurse's hand.

However, Shen Cheng did not hand over the letter to Su Qianmian out of selfishness.

What kind of mentality is this?There is no doubt that Shen Cheng wants to protect Su Qianmian.But at the end of the day, the initial reason is self-pity.

Shen Cheng knew that he had a heart disease when he was still young.For a five or six-year-old child, this is a kind of psychological torture.

But someone is more pitiful than him, and that is Su Qianmian.

If it's just an orphan, it's fine, but growing up together, he knows how happy Su Qianmian's family used to be, and how Su Qianmian was held in the palm of his hand.However, in an instant, the world was turned upside down.She changed from a princess to an ugly duckling.

Shen Cheng felt pity for her, and more pity for himself.

But this poor ghost who should be of the same kind met Prince Charming one day.

I don't know what kind of mood this is.Anger at having your toys taken away by others?Dissatisfaction with people who have always been poorer than themselves slowly moving towards happiness?Or, is it really because of love?

Shen Cheng used to despise himself for a while, but it was a coincidence that he did not refuse Cheng Yian's appointment, but he did not agree to Cheng Yian's request, but only handed Cheng Yian a letter - written by Su Yuanqing to Su Qianmian, asking Cheng Yian to hand it over to Su Qianmian.

After that, he didn't participate a little bit.

But who says he doesn't know anything?

When she saw Su Qianmian covered in blood, covered with a police blanket, the morning light coated her whole body with a velvet light, but her eyes were empty.

And afterwards, Xun Mochen was carried out of the building on a stretcher.

At that time, he hated himself so much.

Shen Cheng closed his eyes, memories were like poison, slowly spreading.

"What do you want me to do?" Shen Cheng asked Xun Mochen.

Xun Mochen tilted his head, with a calm expression: "There is a doctor named Richard Bill, who used his family power to build a private research clinic, and his reputation abroad is not very good. Although the clinical researchers are all volunteers, they are here after all. Use living people as experiments. But there are still skills, known as ghosts."

Xun Mochen seemed a little tired and paused.

"Where do I want to go for treatment, but Qianqian will definitely be embarrassed, worried, or sad. I want you to help me hide it."

"How to hide it?"

"Qianqian always believes in you." Xun Mochen's words made Shen Cheng's heart ache again.

"You just have to tell her, I'm going to get treatment, it may or may not be good, and that's it. It's the truth, it's not deceit."

"In what way, should I call her now?" Shen Cheng asked mockingly.

Xun Mochen smiled, like spring rain.

"I'll make arrangements."

Shen Cheng clenched his fist and punched it in a circle through the void.

"You're so fucking selfish!"

"Well, I'm just selfish." Xun Mochen rubbed the porcelain cup in his hand: "I thought I could be cured, but I felt that there was really no hope. I wanted her to start a new life, and I thought she would always remember me. You said Am I greedy or not?"

"You are actually imprisoning her. She will wait for you for a lifetime with ridiculous hopes."

Xun Mochen was noncommittal: "Are you talking about yourself, don't you have a chance?"

Xun Mochen smiled: "If she has a new lover in the future..."

The potted plants on the windowsill are sprouting in the cold winter.

"It must not be you." Xun Mochen said: "I often think that I basically did not participate in her past 20 years, and you were with her. If she was with you in the end, the first half of her life and the second half of her life, That's a lifetime. Then where am I? The time I was with her was only two years. I'm afraid, I'm afraid she will forget me." Xun Mochen smiled brightly, like a child: "So I don't allow her to be with her You are together. Anyone can, but you can't."
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When Xun Mochen left, Su Qianmian always felt that no matter how much she cleaned up, she couldn't clean it up enough.

Xun Mochen picked up the facial cleanser in the carton: "Qianqian, I want to take this too? I can buy it again."

"Oh, I'm afraid you're not used to using other brands. Changing brands frequently may cause skin allergies."

"What about this one?" Xun Mochen asked while holding his pajamas.

Su Qianmian replied calmly, "Oh, aren't you used to it?"

Xun Mochen looked at Su Qianmian's half-threatening eyes, and smiled.

There are many things in the cardboard box, photo frames, books... There is even a pot of orchids at the door.

"Remember to eat on time, avoid spicy food, don't drink alcohol, and pay attention to your body."

"Ah."

"Don't surf the Internet for a long time, the radiation is big."

"Ah."

"Remember to cover the quilt at night, don't lie on the bed after taking a shower. I'm not here, and no one cares about you when you fall asleep."

"Ah."

"Listen to the doctor's orders, don't feel that you are great, and just come here indiscriminately."

Xun Mochen's smile deepened: "Yes."

Su Qianmian hesitated for a few moments, then struggled, "Have a good relationship with other people, but it can't be too good, especially... women."

There was a playful smile in Xun Mochen's eyes, and he pinched Su Qianmian's cheek: "What else?"

Su Qianmian was a little ashamed, knocked off Xun Mochen's hand, and said angrily: "What's more, come back quickly!"

Xun Mochen hugged her and kissed her on the forehead.

The inevitable separation is so sad.

But also full of hope.

After suffering for so long, I finally see a glimmer of hope, even if such hope is so small.

There were not many people who saw him off, but they were all very close people.

Xun Mochen was dressed in casual clothes, and he seemed to be full of vitality.Wearing a pair of rimless glasses, his elegant aura stained his whole body. The former king is now like a banished fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Xun Mochen bid farewell to everyone one by one, then hugged his son tightly in his arms and kissed him.

In the end, she hugged Su Qianmian tightly, unwilling to let go for a long time.

Going to say goodbye here may mean life and death.

There were tears in Su Qianmian's eyes, which refracted the sunlight and were as crystal clear as diamonds.

"Come back early." Su Qianmian instructed.

People come and go in the hall, whose love is sent away, whose longing is welcomed back.

Shen Cheng, who had already started to urge to board the plane, and remained calm, even took the initiative to help Xun Mochen lift his luggage.

Relatives and friends surrounded Xun Mochen and said their final farewell.

Crowds of people.

Su Qianmian kept looking up at him, her eyes seemed to be glued.She said to herself in her heart: Su Qianmian, enough is enough, be strong!
But where can it be?How to be strong?White Teeth bit her plump, rosy lips, her eyes flickered, as if something was about to come out of her throat, but her throat was only slightly surging, and she didn't say anything, only her big black and bright eyes, like water soaked in a clear spring. Glass.

Xun Mochen took two steps, as if feeling Su Qianmian's gaze, he paused, turned around, then strode back, pulled Su Qianmian into his arms, held her face, and kissed her deeply.

There are people coming and going in the hall, relatives and friends are still around, but it seems that these are gone, there are only two people left in the world, time slowly rotates, it seems that the next moment will be gray-haired.

A slightly salty liquid flowed into her mouth, Su Qianmian sobbed suppressedly, tiptoed, and grabbed Xun Mochen's collar: "Come back soon."

Thousands of words, there is only this one sentence.

Xun Mochen hugged Su Qianmian tightly, buried his head in the crescent of her neck for a long time, hummed, then turned around without looking back, entered the security check, and drifted away from the familiar world.

In Lincheng, there is no such person as Xun Mochen anymore.

When Shen Cheng left the airport, he received a text message from Xun Mochen.

"It's a curse on you."

Xun Mochen's death and Su Qianmian's sorrow will all be borne by him.

Curse... Shen Cheng thought, he once said that time would slowly eat away everything.It's still early, it's really a kind of...shackles and torture.

The weather is fine, and the blue sky is rare in Lincheng.

Xiao Xunlang was in Su Qianmian's arms, resting his chin on Su Qianmian's shoulder, pouted his buttocks, drooping weakly with one hand, and loosely wrapped his arms around Su Qianmian's neck with the other. Staring at somewhere.The whole person is close to Su Qianmian, which is a very attached posture.

Su Qianmian coaxed him softly: "Yangyang, look, the plane."

Xun Lang turned his head slightly and rested his head on Su Qianmian's shoulder.

A plane slid across the blue sky, flew farther and farther, and finally disappeared in the white clouds.

Xun Lang tightened his arms around Su Qianmian's neck, and whispered, "Dad."