Marriage involuntarily

Kill two birds with one stone, kill two birds with one stone, no?Jiu'er curled up the corners of his mouth happily, completely immersed in the beautiful imagination of him and Jiu'er each embracing a beautiful woman.

As for whether Ning Wanqing has already been married as a woman, what does it matter?He's an authentic gangster, so what's the point of grabbing a woman?If Ah Yue hadn't objected, he would have taken Ning Wanqing away without saying a word.

Would she feel guilty towards Ning Wanqing's husband?Just kidding, that guy is a counterfeit, their marriage doesn't count at all, if he wasn't afraid that Wan Qing wouldn't be able to bear it, he would have told her everything.

Just like Annie did to Tan Qingyue, he is bound to win Ning Wanqing as he grows older.

"Jiu'er, are these the dumplings you cooked?!" A voice of extreme astonishment rang beside my ear.

Because the beautiful blueprint was interrupted, Jiu'er frowned with displeasure: "Why, do you have any objections to the dumplings cooked by my uncle?"

"Look for yourself!" Annie threw the lid of the pot away angrily.

The three heads came together, and then, Ning Wanqing let out an "uh", Ah Yue sighed helplessly, and Jiu'er took a step back: "What is this?"

"What? I still want to ask you," Annie said angrily, "Which one of you wants to eat this pot of muddleheaded stuff?"

Ning Wanqing and Ah Yue shook their heads at the same time and looked at Jiu'er, who said innocently, "Why are you looking at me? Do you want me to eat?"

"Nonsense! You didn't eat it, did I eat it?" Annie dissatisfied, "You can't even cook a dumpling, how stupid!"

Ning Wanqing suddenly felt that she had been shot in the knee, she backed away with a slightly red face, and whispered, "I'm sorry, Annie."

Annie said very defensively: "It's not your fault that you can't make dumplings. I know you haven't done housework, but some people, who grew up to be in their 20s for nothing, can't even live with dumplings. What a limb. Well-developed and simple-minded!"

Jiu'er let out a "ha" laugh: "I don't want to understand these things." Just kidding, he has four or five chefs in his family, and it's his turn to intervene in things like cooking dumplings?Occasionally, when he gets interested and wants to wash the dishes, a bunch of people rush over to stop him, for fear that he will get his hands scratched.

But these... don't seem to be honorable, do they?
"You don't need to understand these things? What kind of big shot do you think you are?" Annie said harshly.

"Jiu'er really doesn't need to understand these things." Ah Yue, who had never spoken much, said suddenly.

Annie froze for a moment, only to see that Ah Yue had already dumped the uneatable dumplings into the trash bag.

Then he quickly washed the pot, washed the vegetables, fried the vegetables, and fried the fish. The movements were done in one go, and the aroma made people salivate.The little ghosts who were playing around at the side all ran over when they smelled the fragrance, and watched helplessly one by one.

"It's so cool..." Annie's eyes were already red.

"Wipe your drool." Ning Wanqing silently handed over a handkerchief.

"Wan Qing, do you also think that men who can cook are amazing?" Jiu'er asked.

"Well...it's okay." Ouyang Muchen is very good at cooking, but Ning Wanqing is used to it, except that she always finds it delicious every time, she no longer has such emotions as surprise or admiration.

Looking at it now, it's actually quite unusual for a man to be good at cooking, isn't it?
She is so stupid that she doesn't even know how to cook dumplings, so she really can't be regarded as a qualified housewife...

However, as soon as she has the idea that she must learn to cook, the bad attempt last time can't help but come to her mind.

It's better not to... She thought, if Ouyang Muchen insisted on eating what she made every time, then his stomach would definitely break down more thoroughly.

Ning Wanqing suddenly wanted to go home, even if he was angry with her and didn't treat her well, she still wanted to see him.

She finished eating absent-mindedly, played games with the children absent-mindedly, and was sent home by Jiu'er absent-mindedly.

It wasn't until the familiar villa appeared before Ning Wanqing that she really came back.

But why is Jiuer sitting next to him?

Trying harder and harder to think back—oh, I remember, Annie was going to drive the bus to take the children home, in order to give Annie and A Yue some space to get along, Jiuer naturally drove the car away and took the responsibility of sending Ning Wan Clear mission to go home.

"Wan Qing, don't you invite me in for a sit down?" Jiu'er looked at her with a smile.

Ning Wanqing was slightly startled, her eyes widened in a daze.

"Stupid melon," Jiu'er reached out and rubbed Ning Wanqing's head, pretending to be sad, "Since the master doesn't welcome me, then I have no choice but to go back wherever I came from."

"Hey...Jiu'er," Ning Wanqing hurriedly called to stop him, "Please take me back, I should invite you in for a cup of tea, do you have time now?"

"Of course." Jiu'er looked at her with a smile on her face.

After closing the car door and walking to the door, Ning Wanqing entered the verification password and fingerprint recognition, and the black door slowly opened in front of her.

"So your house looks like this," Jiu'er looked at everything around him curiously, "It really looks like your style."

"That's right, I planted all the flowers and plants here myself," Ning Wanqing said proudly, "As for the overall design of the villa, I owe it to Mu Chen. At that time, he drew the drawings by himself. The manor is exactly what our husband and wife imagined."

"Really," Jiu'er still had a smile on his face, "I wonder if I had the honor to meet him today?"

Ning Wanqing felt that Jiu'er was a little weird since he came in, but she couldn't tell what was wrong, she always felt that he was not as happy as he showed.

The two walked into the hall downstairs, and immediately a maid stepped forward to serve her. Ning Wanqing asked Jiu'er what to drink, and Jiu'er said nonchalantly, "Ice water is fine."

The maid quickly brought Jiu'er the ice water and Ning Wanqing's rose tea, and the two sat on the sofa, relatively speechless for a while.

Jiu'er was in a bad mood, especially after seeing an oil painting by Ning Wanqing and Ouyang Muchen hanging in the living room.

Ning Wanqing realized that Jiu'er was not in a good mood, but she didn't know the reason, let alone what to say.

At this time, a sound of footsteps came from upstairs.

The two looked up at the same time, and saw Ouyang Muchen coming down the stairs in home clothes.

He looked as if he had just woken up, and his face was a bit tired, but he was tall and slender, with a leisurely posture, walking over so slowly, unexpectedly there was a kind of indescribable laziness.

That situation is like a lion walking on the grassland in the afternoon.

When he got down to the last flight of stairs, he stopped and looked down at them.

"Wan Qing, do you have any guests?"

"Well," Ning Wanqing didn't know why, she felt a kind of panic, subconsciously went to Ouyang Muchen's side and looked up at him, "Are you uncomfortable?" He seldom sleeps during the day.

"No." Ouyang Muchen shook his head, stretched out his hand, and put it casually on Ning Wanqing's shoulder, then half hugged her like this, and came to Jiu'er.

He looked at him, and he looked at him too. It was obviously an extremely peaceful atmosphere, but Ning Wanqing unexpectedly smelled a trace of sword tension.

Strange, what happened to the two of them?
"Ninth Young Master, it's a pleasure to meet you." Ouyang Muchen said.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Jiu'er smiled.

The two sat down facing each other. Ouyang Muchen looked at Jiu'er with a half-smile on his face: "Jiu'er is indeed a handsome young man as the rumors say."

"Where is it, President Ouyang is the beauty of the country." Jiu'er said jokingly.

Ouyang Muchen was not annoyed either, he just smiled slightly and said, "I don't know why Young Master Jiu came to the humble house today?"

Jiu'er glanced at Ning Wanqing: "She is beautiful."

Ning Wanqing's heart skipped a beat, she didn't know what kind of medicine Jiu'er was selling in the gourd, and she was worried that Ouyang Muchen would be angry because of this, so she quickly winked at Jiu'er, but Jiu'er pretended not to see it, and stared at Ouyang Mu with bright eyes Chen.

"It seems that Young Master Jiu came here for the sake of being cheap." Ouyang Muchen gently held Ning Wanqing's hand, and smiled at her, "Go and help me make a pot of tea, okay?"

Ning Wanqing frowned slightly, looking at him anxiously, always feeling that something bad was about to happen.However, Ouyang Muchen's fingers tightened slightly, pinching her hand hurt a little, it was an irresistible gesture, Ning Wanqing couldn't do it, so she nodded to Jiu'er and left alone.

Actually making tea is not Ning Wanqing's turn at all, Ouyang Muchen said this just to send her away.

"You are a sensible person," Jiu'er narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a smile on his beautiful face, but he was not as gentle and amiable as before. Ning Wanqing might be shocked when she saw it, even his tone He also became slightly depressed, losing the clarity of a young man, with a kind of hardness that belongs to a young man, "We Ming people don't speak dark words, since I dare to come here to meet you, I just want to tell you, Ning Wanqing, I want to deal."

"Oh?" Ouyang Muchen stared at him for a while, then suddenly sneered, "Young people just like to be whimsical." As if treating a stubborn junior, he didn't care about him, but he didn't pay attention to him at all. .

Jiu'er was a little annoyed in an instant, but in the end he calmed down and said coldly, "I'm afraid it's you." He leaned over and stared at him closely, "You think that no one really knows what you're doing? Do you know?"

"I don't understand what Jiu Shao means," Ouyang Muchen leaned on the back of the sofa and looked at him lazily, "Since 'smart people don't speak dark words', Jiu Shao might as well just say it all out."

Jiu'er lowered his head and turned the glass with water droplets in his hand: "Do you really want to hear it? I originally wanted to save some face for you, President Ouyang, but now it seems that President Ouyang himself will not give himself a way out."

"Oh, how do you say that?" Ouyang Muchen smiled on his lips, looking straight at him with dark eyes, with an open-minded and fearless expression, "Gu is not afraid of the shadow, what's wrong with Jiu Shao?" Talk, but it’s okay to talk.”

Jiu'er was almost about to blurt out Feng Xingyun's doubts, but at that moment he realized that Ouyang Muchen was pretending to be like this just to confuse him?
He retreated to advance, but to test how many chips he had in his hand.

Although Jiu'er is young, his experience and scheming are far less profound than Ouyang Muchen's, but after all, he grew up in a family of underworld since he was a child, and he immediately realized: "Second Young Master Gu knows what I want to say." He put down the water glass, Pulling out a tissue to wipe his fingers, he leisurely observed Ouyang Muchen's face.

His expression remained almost the same, if there was any difference, it would be that the dark black pupils shrank slightly, almost imperceptibly.

"Jiu Shao remembered wrongly, Gu has no elder brother." Ouyang Muchen said coldly.

"Really?" Jiu'er smiled slightly, "I'm so sorry," he said apologetically, "It's a coincidence, a few days ago, I met a person by chance who looked very similar to President Ouyang. I thought he was President Ouyang's brother."

Ouyang Muchen looked at him with cold eyes, but a smile slowly appeared on his lips: "I think Jiu Shao is also very kind, maybe we are also in the same phase. It's hard to say how old Gu is, is it?" Jiu Shao, where is your pro-brother?"

Jiu'er was slightly annoyed that this man had a cheeky face to take advantage of him, but he didn't show any anger on his face, he just smiled and said: "President Ouyang is joking, what kind of virtue can you have, how can you have Ouyang?" The president is such a brother who has both ability and political integrity, and serves the country and the people."

The two of them began to talk politely, and before they knew it, the topic was brought up to the sky. Jiu'er secretly thought that Jiang was still old and spicy, so this matter should not be rushed.However, since he already has such a key person as Feng Xingyun in his hands, is he afraid that he will not be able to catch him?

Ouyang Muchen, one day, I will tear off your hypocritical mask and teach Wan Qing to see your real appearance.

You killed her brother who had been with her since she was a child, and pretended to be him to marry her by force. Do you think that when she knows the truth, she will stay by your side?

Ouyang Muchen, you wait.

Thinking of this, he stopped the topic in time, stood up and said: "Yue has some private matters, so I won't bother you any more, and leave."

Ouyang Muchen leaned there lazily and remained motionless: "Gu is not feeling well, so I won't send him away."

Ning Wanqing came over with tea, but saw that Jiu'er's seat was empty, presumably she left on a temporary basis.Looking at Ouyang Muchen again, I saw him sitting there expressionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

Without outsiders around, they naturally didn't have to pretend to be harmonious like just now. At this moment, he ignored her and refused to talk to her anymore.

Ning Wanqing felt a little sad.She wanted to pretend that nothing had happened and reconcile with him as before, but he still remembered her mistakes after all.

He never forgave her.

But, is there nothing wrong with him?
Although Ning Wanqing is weak, she is also stubborn. She doesn't want to make unprincipled concessions, because she has made too many concessions before.

If she retreated further, how could she have any self-esteem?

She secretly made up her mind that she would never apologize until he took the initiative to apologize.

At this time, Ouyang Muchen suddenly called her: "Wan Qing."

Ning Wanqing was overjoyed, she thought she had the winning ticket, but she refused to show it, she deliberately lowered her head and said in a muffled voice, "What's wrong?"

He stared at her with dark eyes, as if he was hiding a thousand words, but he never said a word.

After a long time, he finally sighed, "Do you want to divorce me?"

"What?" Ning Wanqing suspected that she had heard wrong, she frowned and looked at him puzzled, her big round eyes were full of bewildered emotions, like a deer running in a hurry.Being chased by some terrible beast, it was as if he couldn't wait to escape somewhere.

Ouyang Muchen repeated patiently: "I ask you, do you want to divorce me?"

Ning Wanqing was a little unsteady, she stretched out her hand to support the sofa beside her, she felt her vision blurred, her heart was beating thumping, far exceeding the normal frequency.

She shook her head subconsciously, and the world spun for a while, and she slowly fell forward.

A pair of hands supported her body that was thrown to the ground in time, she raised her hand, and saw the anxious face of the maid Sun Yu in her blurred vision.

She smiled at her, then pushed her away, staggered to the sofa and sat down.

The maid looked at her worriedly, and then at Ouyang Muchen. Ning Wanqing shook her head and said, "Ayu, please go out first."

After Sun Yu retreated, Ning Wanqing held her heart tightly, trying her best to calm down her heartbeat.

Why do people have such a troublesome thing as a heart?

Happy or sad, it ebbs and flows, always more real, more accurate and faster than your face.

If you don't have it, don't you need to know how uncomfortable you are?

Don't jump.Because for me, there is no joy or sorrow.

When everything stops, perhaps real peace can be obtained.

I want to have a heart that is always silent.

She raised her head and met Ouyang Muchen's eyes.Such calm, such cold eyes.

"I'm waiting for your answer," he said, "Ning Wanqing, do you want a divorce?"

Ning Wanqing shook her head: "No." She will not live to marry anyone again.she thinks.

If you can't spend your whole life with him, then go alone first.She didn't want to see him with other women, other women's children.

"I really underestimated you." Ouyang Muchen suddenly smiled, "It's nice to be with that young master, isn't it?"

"What did you say?" Ning Wanqing's eyes widened, suddenly realizing that he might have really misunderstood her and Jiu'er, and quickly explained, "Jiu'er and I are just ordinary friends..."

"Jiu'er? That's really affectionate," Ouyang Muchen said, "Do you call him that when you're on the bed?"

"Ouyang Muchen! You—" Ning Wanqing's face was flushed red, her heart was beating so fast that she could hardly breathe, she was gasping for breath, and was speechless for a while.

"I can't help but feel sick when I think of you pretending to be innocent and a saint on the bed. Ning Wanqing, have you done it more than once? Yue Jiushao's appearance should be very to your liking, right? He made you-" Is it cool? Are you pretending to be shy in the same way on his bed, or are you both bold and coquettish?"

"Wow—" Ning Wanqing couldn't take it anymore, she held the glass of ice water in front of her with trembling fingers, and splashed it on Ouyang Muchen's face!

Bone-cold water mixed with ice slag fell on his face, water droplets rolled down that pale face one by one, he smiled coldly, his bottomless eyes were as cold as ice and snow.