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

Lin Qinghuan can no longer be described as surprised.

Leaving aside the fact that she met Qian Xiaorong and her boyfriend who used to be in the dormitory of the university in the imperial capital, and... Shen Fengyan, Lin Qinghuan didn't even know how to deal with it.

After being silent for a while, he said, "You, why did you come to the imperial capital?"

Qian Xiaorong didn't answer, just kept looking at Lin Qinghuan.

Lin Qinghuan smiled awkwardly.

"what happened?"

However, Rong Che's voice sounded behind her.

Lin Qinghuan turned to look at him, and explained: "I... a classmate from college, and her boyfriend."

"Oh." Rong Che replied without saying anything.

However, Zhao Rui saw him put his hands on Lin Qinghuan's shoulders, and a look of displeasure appeared on his face: "Qinghuan, we haven't seen each other for five years, you don't know, Xiaorong and I are already married."

Lin Qinghuan smiled sadly: "Really?" After a pause, he said, "Then congratulations to you."

Zhao Rui smiled as always: "We are all friends, so you don't have to be so polite. After all, we haven't seen each other for more than five years. Some relationships will change." As he spoke, he took Qian Xiaorong's shoulders and looked at Lin Qinghuan again. : "Xiao Rong and I only met because you were with Feng Yan. Without the two of you, we wouldn't be here today."

As he spoke, he smiled apologetically: "You two were so nice before, who would have thought that today would be like this?"

Lin Qinghuan still maintained a smile on her face, but it was a bit hard.

Almost every moment Lin Qinghuan felt that she would not be able to hold on anymore.

However, Rong Che's grip on her shoulders increased slightly, and he was not angry, and casually whispered in Lin Qinghuan's ear: "Honey, your friend seems to have misunderstood our relationship."

Every time he got closer, Lin Qinghuan felt that the burden on her body was heavy again.

Zhao Rui heard Rong Che's words, and said with a sneer, "What's wrong with you?" Then he turned to look at Lin Qinghuan, with an aggressive tone: "Lin Qinghuan, can you explain? What's going on?"

Qian Xiaorong knew that Zhao Rui was fighting for his brother, but they didn't know many things: "Keep your voice down, why are you yelling! Maybe they..." have already broken up.

It's just that Qian Xiaorong couldn't even say such a thing.

In the past, how happy Lin Qinghuan was with Shen Fengyan when they were together, and how much they loved each other, she, a close bystander, could see it most clearly.

Yes, five years.

Since five years ago, Lin Qinghuan seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. She changed her phone number and cleared all contacts. She never thought that they would meet in this place, and it was still in such an extremely embarrassing situation.

Zhao Rui had never been angry with Qian Xiaorong before, but now: "Maybe what!" Then, he turned to Lin Qinghuan, furiously said: "Lin Qinghuan, what are you! I really fucking think that I have a pretty face, so I don't care about it!" You can make everyone revolve around you! You fucking forgot that you got a car in your junior year..."

"Zhao Rui." Shen Fengyan who hadn't spoken for a long time finally said: "Enough, let's go."

"Go what?"

These words were not said by the angry Zhao Rui, but by Rong Che.

Lin Qinghuan looked at him in surprise, her eyes full of pleading: "Rong Che..."

But this time, Rong Che turned a blind eye to Lin Qinghuan, walked up to Shen Fengyan with a chuckle, and wrote lightly: "Bring your friends over here to treat me, and leave after playing with your little aunt. It seems a bit unreasonable, right? ?”

If it is said that Shen Fengyan respected Rong Che before, but now, there is really no friendship at all.

He smiled softly, and his tone was as casual as ever: "Speaking of which, this is also a personal grievance between me and my little aunt. Isn't my little uncle always meddling?"

There was a faint smile on the corner of Rong Che's mouth: "It's not that I don't like to meddle in other people's business, the main thing is to share in whose business."

Shen Fengyan was not too surprised, and smiled as always: "It is true that my aunt owes me, it's not that I want to argue with her."

"I can pay you back whatever she owes you." Rong Che's bland smile revealed a bit of threat.

Shen Fengyan was a little surprised, but more of it was contempt.

Not to Rong Che, but to Lin Qinghuan: "She can't afford it, and neither can you."

After saying that, he left immediately.

Zhao Rui glanced at Rong Che and Lin Qinghuan, and quickly turned around and left.

Since Qian Xiaorong hadn't seen Lin Qinghuan for a long time, she really wanted to talk to Lin Qinghuan, but she was dragged away by Zhao Rui before she could speak.

The corners of Lin Qinghuan's stiff mouth moved slightly, barely a smile, but the wry smile thought it was more.

Rong Che turned around and looked at her, his tone was as casual as ever: "Why are you still standing? Aren't you going back?"

Lin Qinghuan lowered her eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and quickly followed. She didn't know when, when she was with Rong Che, she had already learned to hold his arm.

Rong Che took Lin Qinghuan back to the villa and changed into a set of clothes, and then went directly to the group office building.

He had a meeting to be held, so Lin Qinghuan sat in the office, and Rong Che sat in the seat specially added to her. He asked someone to find a lot of documents for her to read.

Lin Qinghuan is a student of design, and looking at company documents and data is like reading a book from heaven.

So, Rong Che is here to torture her, right?
Lin Qinghuan looked at it for a while and then stopped. She propped her chin with one hand and leaned on the table in a daze.

However, she just couldn't get a moment of peace.

Zhang Weiwei pushed the door open and came in, with a doggy smile on her face: "Miss Biao, are you here?"

Her name was not Biao Miss Lin Qinghuan, Lin Qinghuan almost forgot who this person was, so when she said that, she immediately remembered it.

Well, Zhang Weiwei, that's the front desk clerk who fought Chen Qiyu in the group cafeteria.

Thinking of this, Lin Qinghuan couldn't help being a little curious: "Why did you come here? Rong..." Thinking about it, Lin Qinghuan immediately changed her words: "Didn't my cousin say that no one is allowed to enter his office casually."

When Lin Qinghuan mentioned this, the dog-leg expression on Zhang Weiwei's face immediately became more obvious: "Speaking of this, I really want to thank you, Miss Biao!"

"Me?" Lin Qinghuan thought to herself, are you probably stupid?

However, she was quite curious to hear what Zhang Weiwei said, so she pretended to be calm and said: "It's a small matter, why do we two get along so well?"

As soon as Zhang Weiwei heard that Miss Biao appreciated her and said that she could talk to her, she immediately moved a stool and sat in front of Lin Qinghuan: "How can this be a trivial matter? If you didn't always mention me in front of Mr. Rong, and said that I work hard Hard work or something, how could Mr. Rong give me a promotion and let me work in his office."

"Oh..." Lin Qinghuan felt a little skeptical of life when she heard it. When did she say that?
However, he glanced at Zhang Weiwei, and said happily, "Who is this, is such a trivial matter worth talking about?"

Zhang Weiwei: "Boss Rong told me personally, and also said that if the job is done well, he plans to promote me to be his special secretary."

Lin Qinghuan laughed dryly: "My cousin has this position in the office?"

Why hasn't she heard of it?
Zhang Weiwei approached her, and said quietly: "It's just not, so it's 'special'."

Lin Qinghuan almost blurted out a sentence mmp in her heart.

Especially you, uncle, special!

However, for a mindless person like Zhang Weiwei, she didn't bother to bother, so she responded casually: "So, my cousin likes you very much?"

A shy expression spontaneously appeared on Zhang Weiwei's face, and she said embarrassedly: "You can't say that you like it? Isn't Miss Biao and President Rong very easy to chat with? From now on, please ask Miss Biao to mention me more in front of President Rong." , we can talk anyway, I'm better off than that inexplicable one, right?"

"En, hehe, that's true." Lin Qinghuan responded casually, and then fell silent.

Zhang Weiwei was complacent, and suddenly saw Lin Qinghuan's appearance, and was a little curious for a moment: "Miss Cousin? What's wrong with you?" Her tone made the flattering Lin Qinghuan feel his scalp go numb.

Only then did Lin Qinghuan come to her senses, and she responded casually, and then, as if thinking of something, she got up directly: "Wait, I have something to ask for your help."

Zhang Weiwei: "Miss Biao and I are still so polite? You just give orders."

Lin Qinghuan waved her hands again and again: "No, no, you sit down first, I'll be right there."

With that said, Lin Qinghuan went straight into the innermost room of the office, which was a small tea room, but there were drinks and beverages in it, which was different from the tea room shared by the employees outside. The drinks are all world-renowned brands, the kind that have a price but no market.

Rong Che likes to drink coffee, especially Blue Mountain, and it has to be freshly ground.

Therefore, Lin Qinghuan tossed and tossed inside for a while before coming out. When she came out, she was holding a cup of freshly brewed coffee: "My cousin said let me make him a cup of coffee. Look at my brain, I almost forgot It's over."

Zhang Weiwei looked eager to try, so Lin Qinghuan didn't act pretentious, and directly handed the brewed coffee to Zhang Weiwei: "No milk and a cube of sugar, my cousin likes the taste. So, please help, give My cousin sent it over, and I was always hanging around in front of him, so it wasn't interesting."

In other words.

It's much more interesting if you hang around.

Zhang Weiwei was flattered, but in fact she was happy in her heart, and immediately took it over and said, "Miss Biao, it's great that you have me."

Lin Qinghuan didn't speak, just nodded with a smile.

Zhang Weiwei went out quickly, and the smile on Lin Qinghuan's face disappeared: "I still want to eat candy, so I'm dreaming!"

As for Zhang Weiwei, she went to the meeting room with coffee. Rong Che was in a meeting. When she saw Zhang Weiwei entering, her face immediately darkened. Zhang Weiwei naturally saw it, and immediately explained: "Miss Biao said that you need a cup of coffee..."

Her voice was very low, but it was enough for Rongche to hear.

"Miss Biao?" Rong Che reacted for a while, and then he also reacted: "Leave it alone."

After meeting for two hours, Rong Che was indeed a little tired. Zhang Weiwei put the coffee by his hand, and he picked it up and took a sip.