A Long Way to Marriage: Sweet New Wife Loves Not Enough

Lin Qinghuan hesitated a little, but finally nodded and said: "Yes, yes."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Fengyan gripped her collar angrily, and said coldly: "Lin Qinghuan, you'd better remember what you told me."

"I remember, I always remember, but...you don't seem to remember."

If Shen Fengyan still remembered, she wouldn't appear in front of her now.

"you……"

However, before Shen Fengyan finished speaking, there was a knock on the door outside, and then Rong Che's voice was heard outside: "Lin Qinghuan, come out!"

Rong Che's speech has always been very simple, so simple that no one can refute it.

Lin Qinghuan glanced at Shen Fengyan, then pushed him away, went out without saying anything.

When Lin Qinghuan came out of the bathroom, Rong Che only glanced at her and left directly, Lin Qinghuan quickly followed.

Rong Che didn't want to talk to her at first, but he couldn't tolerate her being with Shen Fengyan at the moment.

In the car, Lin Qinghuan sat beside Rong Che, and the driver drove in front.

Neither of them spoke, and the air in the small space was so dull that it was suffocating.

Just as Lin Qinghuan opened the car window to take a breath, Rong Che's cold voice immediately came to his ears: "Close it."

"Oh."

Lin Qinghuan followed suit.

Anyway, she never thought of disobeying Rong Che.

Back at the Rong's villa, Lin Qinghuan had just gotten out of the car when Rong Che involuntarily dragged her to the bedroom on the second floor. He left in a hurry without any scruples about whether Lin Qinghuan could keep up with her.

When he entered the bedroom, he threw her directly on the bed.

Lin Qinghuan looked hopeless.

However, Rong Che quickly approached him with a piercingly cold voice: "Are you happy to see him?"

"Do you think I look happy?"

How could Lin Qinghuan not know what he was talking about.

"Then don't you have anything to say to me?" Rong Che gritted his teeth and said, "You'd better think it through before you say anything!"

Lin Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, and faced Rong Che, her tone was calm: "It's just a past...not worth mentioning, that's all."

Lin Qinghuan never thought of concealing the matter of Shen Fengyan, but she never thought that Shen Fengyan and Rong Che had such a relationship.

"That's all?" Rong Che asked.

"Otherwise, what else can there be?" Lin Qing laughed happily: "You should be able to find out these things soon, even more comprehensive than what I said. Isn't it?"

It's always easy for Rong Che to know what he wants to know, just like today's matter.

Soon, the questioning in Rong Che's eyes became less, but he never thought of checking Lin Qinghuan.

The reason why I knew it was because of an email from Shen Fengyan.

Shen Fengyan once dated a girlfriend Rong Che knew, but the woman she knew was not Miss Lin.

Rong Che still pressed Lin Qinghuan under him at this moment, Lin Qinghuan moved his body unaccustomed, and tentatively said: "Hey, I have already confessed what should be confessed, can you let me go now?"

"Ah……"

Rong Che sneered, and then spit out two words: "No."

"What else do you want to do?" Lin Qinghuan was speechless.

"What?"

Soon, Rong Che told Lin Qinghuan what he wanted to do with practical actions.

"Rong Che, you...I don't want it!"

"The first rule of the family, don't you remember it so soon?"

Lin Qinghuan's clothes were torn into a mess by him and thrown everywhere, Rong Che stood up, unbuttoned his shirt leisurely, looked down at her and said, "It doesn't matter if you forget, anyway, I have plenty of time to review for you. "

Rong Che straightened her head with his hands, brushed away the messy hair that covered her cheeks, pinched her chin with his slender fingers, and said word by word: "When you were with Shen Fengyan before, did you do it?"

Lin Qinghuan was so tired that she couldn't even hear what he was saying.

Rong Che's cold voice sounded again.

"No! No!" Lin Qinghuan tried hard to push him away, but found that everything was in vain.

"It's not him?" Rong Che sneered, "Could it be me?"

Lin Qinghuan remained silent, and at the same time, gave up struggling.

His plundering continues, with no sign of stopping...

It was already night when Lin Qinghuan woke up again. She struggled to get up, but her physical exhaustion did not allow her to do so. Anyway, she was not hungry, so she just stopped getting up.

She looked at the ceiling above her head, not even knowing what she was thinking.

At this moment, the bedroom door creaked open.

Lin Qinghuan searched for the voice and looked over, Rong Siyuan was looking at her with his head out.

"Why are you here?" Lin Qinghuan sat up even though she couldn't get used to it.

Rong Che had a bit of a conscience and knew that he had put on a pajamas for her.

Rong Siyuan came in, closed the door, walked up to her with two short legs, and touched her forehead with his hand.

Lin Qinghuan was puzzled: "Why?"

Rong Siyuan frowned, with a puzzled face on his face: "Dad said you were sick, and said he wouldn't let me come over to disturb you, but I just couldn't rest assured, what's wrong with you? The temperature on your forehead is also normal? It's not a fever, Is that another disease?"

How could she tell a child that she was actually being tormented by his father so that she couldn't get out of bed?
There is no way to say it, okay!
"Ah..." Lin Qinghuan hesitated and said, "It's either a fever, or a little... not feeling well, it's nothing."

Rong Siyuan frowned immaturely: "Your complexion looks really bad!"

"Er..." Lin Qinghuan thought for a while, and then said: "That's because I'm not in good health and malnourished, so I look bad."

Rong Siyuan thought for a while, and then seemed to understand something: "Did my father abuse you?"

"Er..." Lin Qinghuan hesitated for a while, but smiled: "You are really smart!"

"I knew it was him!" Rong Siyuan said indignantly, "I knew it, he is simply a devil!"

Although this matter is a bit off, the truth is indeed like this.

To be the culprit, Rong Che, is an out-and-out big devil.

But they are too weak against the Rongche alliance, and they have no strength to fight back, okay?
Rong Siyuan thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a countermeasure, and finally took a pitiful look at Lin Qinghuan: "You didn't go down after eating, are you hungry?"

I was not hungry just now, but now I am a little hungry.

Lin Qinghuan nodded.

Rong Siyuan: "Then I'll ask Mrs. Zhao to cook you something delicious, just wait."

After speaking, he ran out in a hurry.

Lin Qinghuan took a deep breath, and originally wanted to wait on the bed, but after thinking about it, she got up and simply cleaned up, and went downstairs.

At this time, Mrs. Zhao also prepared the supper.

Seeing Lin Qinghuan coming down, Rong Siyuan looked anxious: "Why did you come down, didn't you tell you to wait!"

Lin Qinghuan was speechless. As expected...a lie or something, one lie will be covered up with many lies in the future.

Thinking about it, she walked to the dining table and sat down. She was stunned to see Mrs. Zhao cooking a large table of dishes, "I just want to eat a bowl of noodles, but you have made so many that you can't finish them. It must be wasted." !"

Aunt Zhao responded in the kitchen: "Young Mistress, wait a moment, I will cook noodles for you right away."

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

Speechless, the life of a wealthy family is really extravagant!
Rong Siyuan sat down next to her, offered a treasure and said: "I asked Mrs. Zhao to cook chicken soup for you for a while, it's just right for you to eat chicken noodle soup, how nutritious it is!"

Lin Qinghuan twitched the corner of her mouth: "Isn't this too rich?"

"Malnutrition means you have to eat something good! Don't worry, you will eat whatever I eat in the future, and you will never be malnourished again."

Lin Qinghuan turned her head and smiled: "Okay, whatever you say is what you want."

It turned out that the so-called abuse by this little guy meant that Rong Che didn't give her food!
That's fine, it's better than other abuse, such a young child, it's better not to understand.

While talking, Mrs. Zhao had already brought over the cooked chicken noodle soup: "Madam, please take it easy."

"Ah, thank you Mrs. Zhao."

Lin Qinghuan felt a little embarrassed.

Rong Siyuan was sitting on the chair, his legs were dangling, he was dragging his chin and looking at Lin Qinghuan with a smile on his eyes.

Lin Qinghuan looked at the noodles in the bowl, and then at Rong Siyuan: "You want to eat too?"

Rong Siyuan nodded wildly: "Then you feed me, I think other children's parents will feed them."

In the past, Rong Siyuan was envious when he saw it, but it was impossible for Rong Che to feed him, but now with Lin Qinghuan, he might be able to act coquettishly!
Lin Qinghuan smiled, and refused very simply: "No, you can't eat it!"

Rong Siyuan's small face suddenly collapsed: "Why do you ask me if you don't let me eat?"

"I did it on purpose!" Lin Qinghuan said with a smirk.

Rong Siyuan lay down on the table unhappily, watching her eat.

Looking at Rong Siyuan's pitiful appearance, he gradually felt guilty.

But thinking of the document that Rong Che showed her, even if she couldn't bear it anymore, for the sake of Rong Siyuan's health, she must hold back!

"Be obedient, if you are obedient, I will make breakfast for you tomorrow morning!" Now Lin Qinghuan can only use this trick to reduce the guilt in her heart.

Rong Siyuan was happier when he heard that there were conditions: "Really? Then you must keep your word!"

Lin Qinghuan: "Sure!"

Mrs. Zhao came out with the stewed chicken soup, and said apologetically, "Master, is it because my cooking doesn't suit your appetite?"

puff!
I almost forgot that Mrs. Zhao was mainly in charge of catering in the Rong family, and she was a professional, much better than Lin Qinghuan's self-taught half-cooking skills.

Rong Siyuan was so happy to hear that Lin Qinghuan was going to cook her breakfast, and Mrs. Zhao felt that her professionalism had been questioned.

Lin Qinghuan looked embarrassed, lowered her head and ate in silence.

Rong Siyuan was talking nonsense in a serious manner: "Sister-in-law Zhao's dishes are certainly delicious, but they just don't taste like mother's!"

Lin Qinghuan almost laughed out loud.

she cooks...

The mother's taste may not be there, but the stepmother's taste is almost the same!