Mistakenly provoked his new wife for 99 days

Zhan Qiancheng's eyes were shining with serious light.

"If you were given a choice, when would you most like to go back?" He looked at her and asked word by word.

Chen Anhao bit her lip, her eyes dimmed: "16 years old."

"Mother and father are still here, and I still have a home." Chen Anhao's eyes were full of hope and anticipation.

"I can't do anything about their departure. What I can do is give you a home."

Zhan Qiancheng pressed her tightly against his chest, with a firm expression.

Chen Anhao was tightly locked in his arms, listening to his words, her breath became a little messy.

"Give me a home?"

There was an unknown feeling in her heart.

"En." Zhan Qiancheng locked her eyes and said affirmatively.

"..."

Chen Anhao thought about his words carefully, exhausting his thoughts, but he didn't know what he meant.

Mom and Dad can't come back.

never come back.

What else does he have...

Seeing the suspicion and sadness in her eyes so clear, Zhan Qiancheng sighed softly.

It was because he was a little eager for quick success and wanted too much at once.

After all, Chen Anhao is not the Chen Anhao of half a year ago.

However, since he promised her a new start, he will definitely try his best to protect his love and his marriage in another way, so even though he is very urgent, he can only wait patiently.

Waiting for the day she is willing to believe in him.

After being silent for a long time, Chen Anhao gently raised his eyebrows, looked at Zhan Qiancheng carefully, and asked softly: "Zhan Qiancheng, do you still count what you said at the Crown Hotel? I will stay with you By my side, you will help me avenge, Li Haotian, Nan Yinyin, Bai Wanqing, those who hurt my father, you will help me, right?"

"Yes."

Zhan Qiancheng smiled slightly, and replied.

The stunning smile on that pretty face made Chen Anhao a little dazed.

His slender fingers slowly lifted up, and with his own gentle strength, he stroked Chen Anhao's soft lips, and gently said, "Then how long do you plan to stay by my side?"

While he was speaking, there was the most elegant and soft breath in the prehistoric universe flowing in his eyes, and even his voice had the charm of a long stream, just like the peaceful picture of the peaceful years in the water village.

How long are you going to stay with me?

Chen Anhao looked at Zhan Qiancheng and began to seriously think about this question.

how long?

She can't tell...

The most important thing is to see when he will avenge her.

"I do not know either……"

She speaks the truth.

The soft light in Zhan Qiancheng's eyes slowly spread away, like a gorgeous flower gradually withering.

On the contrary, his lips showed a gorgeous and shallow arc, and there was a bit of coldness hidden in his plain tone that Chen Anhao couldn't figure out: "Don't think about anything, when the time is right, I will Naturally, I will avenge you, provided that you stay by my side."

"The time is right? When is the time right?"

Chen Anhao couldn't help asking: "One month? Two months? Half a year? I can wait. But, what if it's one year, two years, or even many years... I can't wait...you, always Give me a deadline."

She frankly made Zhan Qiancheng a little distressed.

His bright eyes have no waves or waves. In fact, through the superficial performance that confuses the world, the depths of his eyes have already begun to turbulent.

He reached out to caress Chen Anhao's face, with a sexy and gorgeous smile on the corner of his mouth: "One year, one year."

A year's time.

He tried hard to make her trust him, tried hard to make her fall in love with him.

"Okay, it's a deal."

Chen Anhao got an affirmative answer, and the breath in her heart was suddenly relieved.

Although the time on one side is not short, there is always something to look forward to.

"Chen Anhao, have you ever thought about what the happiness you want is like?" Zhan Qiancheng saw her body soften, and he asked in a quiet and deep voice.

He never seemed to ask her that question before.

The future she wants.

The happiness she wants.

Chen Anhao stared, carefully combining all her happy moments, and then pieced together a picture——

The people she loves the most are all by her side, no matter hardships or difficulties, they cling to each other and go on.

Alas, it's a pity...

So, she sighed softly: "Simple, calm, hold your hand, grow old with you, there is no harm."

After she finished speaking, Zhan Qiancheng remained silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

So she couldn't help asking him: "What about you? What kind of happiness do you want?"

Zhan Qiancheng looked down at her, and said calmly: "The happiness I want is very simple. Use my hands to create a world for the woman I love. There, there is only pretending to be happy and pampering."

Five years ago, he thought that happiness was a successful career and a good life.Today, five years later, he feels that happiness is the only way to live in this world and to be with the one he loves.

Chen Anhao blinked, and reminded in a very simple way: "A man should put his career first!"

Zhan Qiancheng suddenly laughed.

Laughter is his own subwoofer clear laughter.

The lights in the room spread wantonly, pouring all over him with a lazy warmth, and there was a bit of joking on his face: "Do you want me to swallow up all the industries in the entire Mausoleum?"

Shiheng Group is the leader of Lingcheng business circle.

As the president of Shiheng Group, he is already the emperor of business, so why should he put all his thoughts on those cold properties.

Chen Anhao bit her lip secretly.

She was confused, so she judged Zhan Qiancheng by the way of describing men on the Internet. This is tantamount to making him read her jokes directly.

With Zhan Qiancheng's status, he doesn't have to worry about his career going badly, and his future is worrying...

"..."

Chen Anhao pouted helplessly.

She looked at Zhan Qiancheng, and after a long time, she said nonchalantly, "That...you are actually very good..."

If he continues to work hard and have great ambitions, with the strength of Shiheng Group, I am afraid that Lingcheng will face an unprecedented catastrophe.In time, I don't know how many people will go bankrupt, how many people will be depressed, and how many people will be frustrated...

God really don't want to be too unfair!

The world is so big, why does Dudu love Zhan Qiancheng so much?

Zhan Qiancheng saw that Chen Anhao was pouting and didn't know what he was thinking, his heart moved slightly, he pulled her little head down, and gently kissed the corner of her lips.

Although it was a light kiss, his lips did not leave in a hurry. His soft but sharp lips pressed against the corners of her lips, enjoying the delicate touch of her skin.

then……

Chen Anhao felt the changes in his body.

Her body trembled slightly.

She seemed to have thought of something, a slight panic flashed in her eyes, and she said softly: "Zhan Qiancheng, in the future... can you wear... a condom..."

Zhan Qiancheng looked at Chen Anhao, his warm smile stopped slowly.

In his eyes, there was a icy deepness.

Her soft face, reflected in his eyes, looked extraordinarily hard.

His eyebrows raised slightly, with a questioning tone: "You don't want to conceive my child?"

Mo Shanshan tried her best to climb into his bed and get pregnant with his child, but for her, he was willing to give it to her, but she didn't want it.

He was a little frustrated.

"I……"

Chen Anhao coughed lightly, and thought of an awkward reason: "I want to be a filial piety for my father..."

Damn reason!
Can she go any further!
Zhan Qiancheng snorted coldly, his voice pierced through Chen Anhao's eardrum lightly, his tone was calm and calm, and he asked unhurriedly: "If, are you pregnant?"

Hearing the word "pregnant", Chen Anhao's expression was a little nervous.

She bit her lip, carefully imagining a scene...

What would she do if there was a little life in her body?
keep it?
Or, resolutely let it turn into a ball of blood?
She and Zhan Qiancheng have no future at all. How could she have his child and let him be an illegitimate child with her.However, if you really take it away...

Thinking of that terrible scene, Chen Anhao felt a little dizzy.

Her body froze suddenly.

Zhan Qiancheng raised his eyebrows, his eyes were persistent: "Anhao, you haven't answered me yet."

Chen Anhao hesitated, but couldn't give Zhan Qiancheng an answer.

It's true that she doesn't want a child now, but it's also true that she doesn't want to see a life drowned in that dazzling blood red.

"..."

Seeing her hesitate, the coldness in Zhan Qiancheng's eyes dissipated a little.

He put his arm around Chen Anhao's waist, and looked at her deeply, "Can't you make a choice now?"

"Sorry, I can't answer you."

Chen Anhao really couldn't think of what to do.

The corners of Zhan Qiancheng's lips gradually rose.

Since she can't make a choice, then he will give her a chance!
He wants the little Jing from Zhan Qiancheng to join Chen Anhao's little egg, and create a new life, with his and Chen Anhao's blood flowing, blending together!

With a child, even if she takes revenge, there is no reason to leave him.

So, he aggressively tore off her clothes.

Night, very ambiguous.

afterwards.

Chen Anhao lay in Zhan Qiancheng's arms, a little drowsy.

She squinted slightly, her consciousness was confused, her body hurt and sleepy, but she had to give Zhan Qiancheng what she wanted, and she was full of helplessness.

Zhan Qiancheng had something in mind, he stretched out his hand and poked Chen Anhao's soft cheek, there was a trace of tenderness in his extremely dark pupils.

Chen Anhao was in a haze, and seemed to see the charming light slowly lingering on his face.

She reached out and slapped his hand away, murmuring muffledly: "Don't move, I'm so tired."

Zhan Qiancheng looked at her for a long time, finally sighed softly, and patted her on the back: "Well, go to sleep."

Chen Anhao didn't even have time to respond, so she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhan Qiancheng just looked at Chen Anhao who was sleeping beside him for a long time.

As she was sleeping soundly, she was as well-behaved as she was half a year ago, soft and gentle, like a lazy Persian cat, without the usual sharp teeth and claws and stubborn sharpness, soft and beautiful, deeply touched his heart.

The light in the room is still flowing slowly, pouring on the two people who are embracing each other.

The scene is beautiful.