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

Rong Che's words made the person on the opposite side speechless, and finally sighed deeply: "Archer, just do it, look at you now...you can't be more obedient, let me and your father stop worrying ?”

"Don't say that, I really don't know what I need to worry about, you two." Rong Che's tone was flat and ruthless.

The person opposite is his mother.

The people over there seemed to have nothing to say, and in the end they just said: "You can do it yourself, anyway, I have already said what should be said."

"En." Rong Che responded, and hung up the phone directly.

In the evening, Lin Qinghuan just finished her transfusion, and the driver took her back to Rong's house.

Lin Qinghuan's fever has subsided, but his body is still a little weak, and he has lost his appetite for a day.

It's just that when I got back to Rong's house, I heard the smell of food and Rong Siyuan's voice: "Sister-in-law Zhao, why did Lin Qinghuan marry my father?"

Mrs. Zhao: "My wife married my husband, it must be because we like each other."

Rong Siyuan: "But I didn't feel it. Lin Qinghuan said she was doing it for my father's money."

Mrs. Zhao: "Where someone speaks out for other people's money, don't they all pretend to be affectionate?"

Rong Siyuan was confused, and turned his head to think for a while, but when he looked up, he saw Lin Qinghuan who was already standing in the living room, and then he looked embarrassed: "Why didn't you make a sound when you came back, you scared me!"

Mrs. Zhao turned her head to look at Lin Qinghuan, and said with a smile, "Madam, please wait a moment, dinner will be ready in a while."

Lin Qinghuan was not interested in the conversation between the two of them at all, and was dragged by Rong Siyuan to sit on the sofa.

Turn on the TV and use the remote control to switch channels to choose the program you want to watch. Suddenly, something occurred to him, and he glanced at Rong Siyuan: "Didn't your father ask you to go to your grandparents' house? Are you back?"

Can't.

As far as she knew, Rong Siyuan hadn't been to the old house for a long time, besides, since the weekend starts tomorrow, at least he won't pick him up until the weekend night, right?

"En..." Rong Siyuan hesitated.

Lin Qinghuan felt that something was wrong, and after thinking for a while, he said, "You didn't go?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Rong Siyuan nodded, "I don't want to go, so I asked the driver uncle to take me back."

Lin Qinghuan just listened and didn't believe it at all.

To be precise, it should be coercion and temptation.

Rong Che really said what he said, but Rong Siyuan is not a kid to be provoked, and it is not difficult to settle Mr. Driver.

So, at this moment, Mr. Driver is complaining in Rong Che's office: "Master, it's really not my fault. The young master is too tough. I'm no match for him at all."

Rong Che was not surprised: "Okay, got it, let's go about your business."

The driver looked helpless, leaned down a little and left, but before taking two steps, he heard Rong Che say, "Go to donna karan to get some clothes and send them to the villa. This is the size."

Mr. Driver went over to pick it up, took a look at it, and said a few words: "How about I pick up my wife and let her pick it out?"

Rong Che looked up at him.

The driver immediately shut up and slipped away.

the next day.

When Lin Qinghuan got up and went downstairs to have breakfast, Rong Che just came back from the outside. Rong Siyuan came down from the second floor and was about to have breakfast with Lin Qinghuan. Before he got down, he saw Rong Che, turned his head and ran away.
"Look at how failed you are. My own son saw you as if he saw a ghost." Lin Qinghuan couldn't help laughing out loud as she watched this scene.

Rong Che glanced upstairs, put his phone on the dining table and said, "Come down, eat breakfast quickly, and go to the old house later."

Lin Qinghuan sighed, a little gloating: "This is called, you can hide from the first day of the junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day."

Rong Che: "Go upstairs and change in the cloakroom after eating."

Lin Qinghuan was so shocked that she forgot to eat: "Should I go too?"

"How fresh!" Rong Che sneered and said, "Can you hide from the first day of the junior high school, or past the fifteenth day?"

How much Lin Qinghuan regrets now.

Sure enough, schadenfreude is going to be punished!
However, Lin Qinghuan still wanted to fight for it: "I won't go, right? Think about it, if I go over, will I cause more trouble for them?"

Rong Che ignored Lin Qinghuan at all, seeing that she was almost done eating, he glanced at Mrs. Zhao who came out of the kitchen.

Mrs. Zhao understood immediately: "Madam, please come with me."

Lin Qinghuan was speechless, took a deep breath, finally put down the bowl and chopsticks, and went to the cloakroom with Aunt Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao: "Yesterday, you and the young master went to bed early. Xiao Liu came here once at night and sent some sets of clothes. Let's see, which one are you going to wear today?"

As she said that, Mrs. Zhao opened the closet, and there were more than a dozen sets of clothes neatly arranged in it, all of which were the latest flagship styles of the season from major well-known brands.

At the beginning, Rong Che only told Xiao Liu to go to donna karan, but after seeing several other brands that were also good, he simply asked him to take them back to the villa.

That's why at this moment, there is such a scene in front of Lin Qinghuan's eyes.

Lin Qinghuan twitched the corners of her mouth, and laughed dryly: "Hehe, it's fine, it's fine...it's all pretty good." As he said that, he lowered his head and glanced at his outfits, which cost less than a thousand, and suddenly understood Rong Che's attitude towards yesterday. That sentence in the hospital.

She wouldn't like going back to the old house either.

In addition to the fact that the Rong family doesn't like her, there is also a noble and dignified atmosphere all the time.

She is just an ordinary person, even if she is gold-plated and can barely be regarded as a famous lady, in the eyes of the Rong family, she will not be in the top class.

Aunt Zhao was busy choosing clothes for Lin Qinghuan.

She had a good eye, and picked out a dress with soft color stripes and a style that matched Lin Qinghuan: "Madam, let's take this one. Today is a family banquet. It's better to be soft and intimate."

Lin Qinghuan looked at it, eyes drooping slightly, took a deep breath and said, "Okay, you go out first, I will do it myself."

Aunt Zhao responded, then closed the door of the cloakroom and left.

Lin Qinghuan stared at the dress for a long time before getting up to pick it up.

After changing her clothes, she simply tidied up and went out.

Downstairs, Rong Che and Rong Siyuan also had breakfast.

Aunt Zhao was packing up the meal she had finished, when she heard her coming down, she looked up, with a perplexed expression on her face.

Lin Qinghuan was indifferent, walked to the dining room and sat down, then turned to look at Aunt Zhao: "Help me get a bowl of porridge again." When I go back to the old house, she probably won't be in the mood to eat, so she might as well eat more now point.

Mrs. Zhao smiled: "Good lady."

Lin Qinghuan casually tapped her fingers on the table, smiling all over her face.

Rong Che looked up at her, but didn't say anything, but Rong Siyuan said: "Why don't you wear the clothes my father bought for you."

"If I break it, I can't afford it!".

As soon as she finished speaking, the chopsticks in Rong Che's hand slapped heavily on the table.

Rong Siyuan gave Lin Qinghuan a look of "you will die".

Lin Qinghuan touched her nose guilty, and explained with a little embarrassment: "Those styles don't suit me. I still like to wear clothes that I feel comfortable with."

Only then did Rong Che look satisfied: "It's up to you." After speaking, he walked away.

Lin Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Rong Siyuan glanced at the direction where Rong Che left, and said with a voice in his eyes: "Why are you so ignorant, my dad has never bought me any clothes!"

At this time, Mrs. Zhao filled another bowl of porridge and handed it to Lin Qinghuan. Lin Qinghuan took it and said with a smile, "So, are you jealous?"

Rong Siyuan: "How could I be jealous of you! I just think...you don't know good people!"

Lin Qinghuan shook her head: "You don't understand, I call it strategy!"

"What kind of strategy! My grandparents don't like you, and no one will treat you at my aunt's and uncle's house. Why do you want to hit the gun and let them find fault with you?" Rong Siyuan couldn't figure it out anyway.

Lin Qinghuan smiled: "No matter when and where, how important it is to be yourself, you will understand when you grow up."

Rong Siyuan seems to understand but not understand.

He seemed to understand, but he didn't want Lin Qinghuan to be picked on by them.

Rong Che changed his clothes and came down from upstairs, and Lin Qinghuan also finished eating.

Mrs. Zhao took care of the villa. Rong Che took Lin Qinghuan and Rong Siyuan out. Xiao Liu was already waiting outside. Seeing them coming out, she immediately opened the car door.

Getting in the car, Rong Siyuan sat between the two of them. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are indeed a family of three that is a perfect match, but this is only on the surface.

When they arrived at the old house of the Rong family, Xiao Liu went to park the car, and Rong Che brought two people in.

As soon as she entered the main villa of the Rong family's old house, Lin Qinghuan felt the eyes from inside flying towards her like knives, and the originally pleasant conversation stopped instantly.

This effect is really unexpected. Although Lin Qinghuan had prepared for it long ago, but now she is really in it, and she still feels that it is quite shocking.

Even a little regret.

Even if they are really perfect, they still have all kinds of flaws in their eyes, not to mention that they are not hiding it now.

Seeing her frozen in place, Rong Che leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Are you scared? Didn't you feel confident just now?"

I knew she would be cowardly, but I really didn't expect to be cowardly so quickly.

Lin Qinghuan couldn't stand his affectionate tone the most, and said with a sigh of relief: "Who told you that I'm scared! I'm now... just like going to a high-end western restaurant to eat without wearing formal clothes and being stopped outside the door. It's not really scary."

"Yo, do you still have this experience?" Rong Che's tone was clearly gloating.

Lin Qinghuan gave him an unhappy look.

In order to resolve the embarrassment, Rong Siyuan ran over first: "Grandma, Siyuan misses you so much!"

Lin Qinghuan had black lines all over her hair: "Don't you blush when you lie?" He said and glanced at Rong Che.

Rong Che seemed to know what she was thinking: "I have never told a lie since I was a child, tell me, who does he look like?"

"Like his mother!" Lin Qinghuan blurted out.

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Rong Che, and was speechless for a moment: "Why are you looking at me, this time you are the first to start!" Then he looked dissatisfied: "But maybe, if you say you haven't lied, you haven't lied." It's a lie, I don't believe it anyway."

Rong Che chuckled, "Believe it or not."

Lin Qinghuan was speechless.

As for Rong Che's mother, Mu Yun, after talking to Rong Siyuan for a while, she turned her gaze to Rong Che and Lin Qinghuan at the door, her smile was obviously a bit forced: "Everyone has come in, what can't you say?"