First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

"call……"

Song Qianyan wore a long milky white dress, with tassels draped lightly on her white and tender back, outlining her beautiful figure and making her even more slender and enchanting.

She was leaning on an imperial concubine chair, her face was as calm as water, but her heart was full of turmoil, and there was no superficial peace.

She will attend an important banquet tonight, and will be by Ou Jinchuan's side. As his wife, it is also the first time she will appear in front of all his public friends.

With such a big battle, Song Qianyan, who was already used to it, couldn't help raising his spirits for a while, preparing to face this banquet with [-]% energy.

But it's just a formal preparation...

Song Qianyan put her hands on her forehead, sighed, and rubbed her temples, which were beginning to ache a little.

Before she came back to her senses, she felt a heavy hand on her hand, gently stroking Song Qianyan's forehead and temples.

"When did you come in?"

Song Qianyan knew without raising her eyes that the man who appeared behind her must be Ou Jinchuan. After all, she had been used to the smell and the sound of this man's footsteps for so long, and it could even be said that it was everything.

The corners of Ou Jinchuan's mouth curled up, and the strength of his hands increased a little, which made Song Qianyan more comfortable, and said, "You don't know when I came in? Or should I tell you what I want to do?"

"It's not like..."

Song Qianyan turned around and looked at this handsome man.

He has a straight nose, and his hair is neatly combed with hairspray. He is full of heroism. Although the dark purple suit on his body is a bit frivolous, it also makes his complexion more beautiful.

"What's that like?" Ou Jinchuan also put down his hands, leaned himself against the back of the chair, and then sat down obliquely.

"Well……"

Song Qianyan tilted his head and thought for a while: "I won't tell you!"

The playfulness in the words made Ou Jinchuan smile a little dotingly, then stretched out his hand, stroked her hair, and said, "Are you ready? If you think it's almost done, we should go downstairs, downstairs People can't wait."

Song Qianyan rolled her small eyes, supported her body, looked at Ou Jinchuan at the same level, and said, "It's been a long time ago, haven't you realized that I have been waiting for you for a long time?"

Ou Jinchuan didn't answer Song Qianyan's words, nor did he give him any chance to argue. He just supported Song Qianyan's elbow with one hand, pulled her up, and put his other hand around her slender waist, He pressed Song Qianyan's body tightly to his side.

Song Qianyan probably felt a little awkward, and twisted his body slightly, trying to break free from Ou Jinchuan's restraint on him, but how could a woman's strength answer a man's?
Naturally, Ou Jinchuan would not give Song Qianyan this chance.

The more I felt the struggle of the woman in my arms, the more strength I put on my hands.

"You still want to break free from my arms?"

The words in Ou Jinchuan's heart had slipped to his lips, and he almost said it directly to Song Qianyan.

And Song Qianyan also felt the man's increasing strength, so he was very sensible and stopped moving, allowing him to realize absolute control over his body.

The two of them walked towards the elevator entrance in this slightly awkward posture.

……

at the banquet.

The glamorous Song Qianyan naturally gained a lot of eyes, envious, jealous, greedy, and disgusting.

After all, the forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds. Song Qianyan didn't overreact to these gazes and words, she has long been used to it, and she has long since let go of it.

But the man next to him is different. The desire to control makes him hate these people who plot evil, and it also makes him want to cherish and protect the Yiren beside him even more.

"Qianyan, wait for me here."

Suddenly, Ou Jinchuan saw a very familiar figure, and spoke to Song Qianyan.

Before Song Qianyan could respond, Ou Jinchuan had already let go of her hand, and followed the figure.

Song Qianyan could only shake his head helplessly, since it was impossible for him to keep up anyway, he might as well just stay here and wait for him.

Standing on the same spot with arms folded, Song Qianyan chopped off the stiletto shoes on her feet, turned her head a little bored, and looked at the surrounding environment.

Luxurious lighting, all kinds of delicacies, tall waiters shuttled through the crowd, and people with evil intentions...

Seeing these people, Song Qianyan suddenly felt the nightmare that he had been lingering recently, a difficult problem that he could not solve all the time.

Why did he lie to himself?

At that time, what kind of thoughts did he have to deceive himself so hard?

Did he encounter some unspeakable predicament?
In the end what happened?
Before Song Qianyan could figure it out and straighten out her thoughts, a hand was placed on her shoulder, which was a little cold, and Song Qianyan was so frightened that she exclaimed "Ah!"

When she turned her head around and discovered the knowledge of Ou Jinchuan, she let out a long sigh of relief: "Huh...you really scared me to death, why did you run behind me so hard? Your hands are still so cold?"

"The one I came from over there must have come from behind you, otherwise where should I go?"

Ou Jinchuan looked at Song Qianyan with a strange look on his face.

He didn't expect Song Qianyan's reaction to be so big, as if he was suddenly awakened in deep thought, and also seemed to be greatly frightened.

overwhelmed...

Ou Jinchuan thought to himself, what would scare the usually calm Song Qianyan into such a state?

Song Qianyan also seemed to have noticed Ou Jinchuan's various mental activities, and regained his usual elegance, Yanyan took a step forward with a smile, hooked Ou Jinchuan's arm, and said, "I've been waiting here in a hurry, can you I finally came back, I don’t know anyone on this occasion, if you don’t come back, I might have already gone to the buffet to eat.”

Hearing what Song Qianyan said, Ou Jinchuan assumed that she was hungry, and walked to the dining area first by holding her arm: "Nothing is as important as eating, if you are hungry, just come and eat, why wait for me ?”

While talking, Ou Jinchuan had already pulled away the chair with one hand, and waited for Song Qianyan to sit down, showing a gentleman's demeanor, which made the eyes of the women next to him who were already envious of Song Qianyan almost burst into flames.

Song Qianyan didn't resist this kind of thing in the slightest. What he did was watertight. After sitting down, he blinked a little and said coquettishly, "I just want to wait for you..."

The tone of this sentence has nothing to do with Song Qianyan's usual, and it made her feel uncomfortable, let alone Ou Jinchuan.

Hearing these words, Ou Jinchuan's face almost squeezed into a bitter gourd: "Honey, please don't do this, it's scary..."

The two began to eat in this good atmosphere.

Simple standard French food, marinated salmon as a starter.

In fact, Song Qianyan can be said to not like salmon at all. Although the taste is soft and glutinous and there are no fish bones, it is really greasy, and it feels like fat after one bite, so she just tasted it and put it down, while Ou Jinchuan but The food is not bad.

As soon as the foie gras for the main dish was served, before they could start, a fat man with big ears walked towards us.

Song Qianyan looked at Ou Jinchuan, and found that Ou Jinchuan had already got up, so she quickly followed.

"Oh my brother, long time no see!"

As soon as the man came to the table, he stretched out his hand to Ou Jinchuan with the usual enthusiasm of Chinese people, wanting to shake hands and say hello.

Ou Jinchuan was not as enthusiastic as he was, but nodded flatly, and then said to Song Qianyan, "Qianyan, this is Mr. Ma, one of my partners."

"President Ma, I'm Song Qianyan, Jinchuan's...wife."

When Song Qianyan said this, she obviously paused. After going through so many things, she suddenly didn't know what her identity was.

wife?

Divorced and cohabiting ex?
Or just a physical relationship...

When Song Qianyan thought about this, his mind was obviously distracted, and his expression became more and more dignified.

The man whom Ou Jinchuan called Mr. Ma was also a man of all appearances. Seeing the situation where the air pressure was getting lower and lower, it was natural that the 36 plan was the best plan, and said, "Brother, I just saw you fighting with you." Hello, since you are with your wife, I will definitely not bother you too much, I will go first."

Mr. Ma left the table surrounded by low air pressure in a very natural manner, leaving only the somewhat weird Song Qianyan and Ou Jinchuan who gradually began to be suspicious.

After Mr. Ma left, Ou Jinchuan cleared his throat, but Song Qianyan raised his head as if he had been awakened, and asked in doubt, "Huh? So... where is Mr. Ma?"

"Long gone."

Ou Jinchuan said something lightly, then sat down first, moved the knife, ate the foie gras that was served just now, and continued: "Eat it quickly, it will get too cold in a while and you won't be able to eat it."

"Ah? Oh..."

Song Qianyan knew that she had lost her composure just now, and felt a little too embarrassed, but seeing Ou Jinchuan's subtle attitude, she didn't know what to do.

Being angry is not like being angry, but it is also completely different from just now...

Song Qianyan knew that it was better for him to be obedient and obedient now, after all, if you talk too much, you will lose it.

After eating the foie gras, the dishes were posted online one by one, but the two of them basically had no communication, just focusing on what was on their plate.

But are they really paying attention?

……

After the banquet, Song Qianyan and Ou Jinchuan returned to their home, and Ou Jinchuan went straight into the bathroom.

When the sound of water splashed, the string that Song Qianyan had been stretching was finally loosened.

These few hours can really be said to be the most difficult time in her twenty-odd years of life.

Ou Jinchuan's attitude is sometimes good and sometimes bad, she also has a little girl in her heart, she is exhausted and can't show it, Song Qianyan is miserable, and now she has collapsed on the sofa, blocking the bright light in front of her eyes with one hand.

The only time she can completely relax is when Ou Jinchuan is taking a bath. When he comes out, Song Qianyan still has to strain herself, not to let Ou Jinchuan see that she already knows those things.

……

in the bathroom.

While wiping his hair, Ou Jinchuan sent a message to his assistant.

"Help me contact the private detectives I have cooperated with before, and start investigating all the places Song Qianyan has been to for at least half a year from now on, as well as everyone he has seen, classify them, and report them all to me, and I will ask for it the day after tomorrow."

After receiving the reply, the word "Chuan" on Ou Jinchuan's brow gradually relaxed.

Song Qianyan's behavior today was so unusual that she couldn't help but want to investigate.

I'm sorry, Qianyan, I had to do this...