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

When Lin Qinghuan woke up again, he was already in the hospital.

There was no one in the ward, but the door was open, and the doctor's voice came in from outside: "Mrs. Rong has no major physical problems, but her mood swings are too high. As you know, mental illness requires the intervention of a psychiatrist. I suggest you Take your wife to receive formal psychological treatment as soon as possible, otherwise..."

He didn't finish, neither did the other person.

Lin Qinghuan thought, it should be Rong Che.

"Husband." She tried to call out.

The people outside came in and saw that she was awake, and seemed relieved: "Is it better?"

Lin Qinghuan looked at him, as if her heart was blocked.

It wasn't Rong Che, it was Rong Chen.

She twitched the corners of her mouth stiffly, and forced a smile: "It's my cousin, I'm sorry..."

Seeing what she said, Rong Chen frowned, and turned to look at the doctor behind him. The doctor understood, and just made a simple note and went out.

Rong Chen closed the door of the ward, pulled a chair and sat down next to Lin Qinghuan, with a gentle smile on his face as always: "Archer is on a business trip to Hong Kong, and signed a contract." He raised his hand and glanced at the time, He added with a smile: "I have to come back at night anyway, he probably doesn't know about you yet."

Lin Qinghuan involuntarily clenched the quilt in front of her with both hands. Naturally, Rong Chen noticed her small gesture.

Rong Chen didn't say anything, just looked at it for a long time, then chuckled for a while and said: "So... If I hurt you unintentionally, I apologize to you. After all, no matter how unhappy I am with Archer, we are with you. You have nothing to do."

He said it lightly, but Lin Qinghuan gripped the quilt even harder.

Rong Chen looked at her hands that had been so hard that the knuckles became white, and said after a while: "But I still can't remember that I had a relationship with you before."

"It's not surprising, Mr. Rong, you are a nobleman who forgets a lot, and it's normal not to remember." Lin Qinghuan tried her best to control her emotions, but hearing Rong Chen's words, she still couldn't restrain the grievance in her heart.

That's just a possibility.

But this might be too real, and she couldn't help but wonder if it was true.

Rong Chen raised his eyes to look at Lin Qinghuan, always feeling a little hopeless on her face, he hesitated to speak for a while before saying: "Although it is inappropriate to say this, but... I still want to remind you that you are Archer now. Wife, many people's eyes are on you, if there is any unhappiness between the two of us, don't let the unhappiness in the past ruin your life."

Lin Qinghuan's eyes were red, and when she looked at him, her eyes were full of disgust: "So, is Mr. Rong warning me?"

Rong Chen frowned unnaturally.

Maybe he and Rong Che are born at odds, so even his woman is so hostile to him?

Thinking about it, Rong Chen got up with a chuckle, and didn't deny it, and said in a contemptuous tone, "If my siblings think that I'm warning, I won't deny it."

He left immediately after speaking.

What happened to Lin Qinghuan had nothing to do with him, but apparently, he also discovered that perhaps this woman would become his greatest helper.

He didn't believe that Rong Che could always beat him, especially Rong Che now.

It was already six o'clock in the evening when Shen Fengyan came to the hospital, he rushed back as soon as he got the news, which was already the fastest speed.

On the return flight, he learned the whole story.

It's Rong Chen again!

Lin Qinghuan had an accident a few days ago, from Ou Yu, Shen Fengyan knew everything, and it was also Rong Chen.

He didn't dare to say anything else, but it was absolutely impossible for Lin Qinghuan to be frightened like that by a stranger who broke into her house.

She has no other skills but brains. Besides, Rong Chen didn't want to hurt her that day. She might have been scared at that time, but it's impossible to be afraid that seeing him in the future would cause her to have psychological shadows.

However, the only thing Shen Fengyan can think of now is the incident five years ago.

When he came to the hospital, Shen Fengyan went directly to Lin Qinghuan's ward.

She lowered her head, her forehead resting on her knees, the golden setting sun outside the window sprinkled on her body through the window, her figure looked desperate and powerless, lifeless.

He was anxious to see her, and he was too uncertain to ask her, but looking at this scene, he suddenly found that he couldn't ask her anything.

Shen Fengyan stood at the door for a while, went in, and closed the door.

Lin Qinghuan heard the movement, and it took a while to look up at him, but she just looked at him and didn't say anything.

Shen Fengyan breathed a sigh of relief before walking to her and sitting down. After hesitating for a long time, he finally asked, "Is it Rong Chen?"

Lin Qinghuan didn't look at him, and after a while, she sneered and said, "You should go back and ask your mother about this."

Shen Fengyan frowned deeply, clenched his fists tightly: "Sure enough!"

At first he was indeed very angry, mad, and believed what his mother said, but it was only for a while. After he calmed down and thought about those things back and forth, he stopped believing.

After returning to China, he found that Lin Qinghuan was married to Rong Che. He always thought it was Rong Che.

Shen Fengyan didn't say anything more, Lin Qinghuan didn't say anything, and there was no sound in the ward.

Lin Qinghuan's eyes kept falling on her fingers, and Shen Fengyan followed her gaze. The next moment, he reached out to hold her hand, got up and held her in his arms, and said softly: "Qing Huan, shall we start over again?" ?”

She wanted to push him away, but in the end, he hugged him tighter and tighter.

restart?
This is a bit ridiculous.

"I admit, seeing those... I was really angry, but it gradually faded away. Compared with being angry, I am more afraid of losing you." Shen Fengyan hugged her tightly, as if afraid of her disappearing.

He gently stroked her hair with his palm, let him lean into his arms, lowered his head and sniffed the light smell of her hair, sincerely and tenderly: "Five years ago, you said you would wait for me as long as you said, so forget about that Well, just pretend it never happened, okay?"

"Qing Huan, I'm back. As we said, we will get married when I come back. So, come home with me?"

Shen Fengyan hugged her, with his chin resting on the top of her head, but when he said this, his eyes were red.

However, the calm and cruel voice behind him crushed all his expectations: "Feng Yan, can I understand what you said just now as you are proposing to my wife?"

Rong Che stood indifferently at the door of the ward, looking coldly at the two hugging each other.

He was on a business trip to Hong Kong, and he received a call from Xiao Su as soon as the plane landed at the Hong Kong International Airport, and he came back without even leaving the airport.

In fact, Shen Fengyan also knew that if what he said could be easily realized, he would not be red-eyed.

It's just that he still doesn't want to let go, he doesn't want to live with regrets for the rest of his life.

However, Lin Qinghuan directly stretched out her hand to push him away, she looked up at him, her smile was as soft and casual as ever: "Let's call it a day."

She pushed Shen Fengyan away, then sat on the hospital bed again, breathed a deep sigh of relief, lowered her eyes and smiled lightly: "Isn't it enough for me to suffer from you? I'm fine now, so why do you pull me back to the past. "

It was just after she finished speaking that Rong Che's contemptuous voice sounded in her ear: "Mrs. Rong, don't speak so sadly, you don't know how much your unlovable expression makes men feel sorry for you, let alone the wind Yan, the ex who is still eager to rekindle the old relationship with you?"

Lin Qinghuan tried her best to maintain a smile on her face.

Rong Che lit a cigarette, pushed it aside and leaned against the cabinet, and continued: "Tell him, you don't love him anymore, and now you only love your husband."

"Rong Che, don't fucking push yourself!" Shen Fengyan clenched his fists tightly.

Rong Che turned his head and exhaled a puff of smoke, and said with a casual smile, "Is it wrong? Shouldn't my wife only love me?"

Shen Fengyan had nothing to say.

Seeing that Lin Qinghuan didn't speak, Rong Che turned his head to look at her, and after a while, chuckled lightly: "Why, don't you want to part with it?"

Lin Qinghuan twitched the corners of her mouth: "No." After speaking, she breathed a sigh of relief, closed her eyes with a smile, and said in a casual tone: "It's just your ex, you are not as important as your husband."

The flattery in her words was obvious enough, but Rong Che didn't intend to let it go. He looked at her and smiled, and continued: "Then let him listen to what you told her just now."

Lin Qinghuan's eyes trembled.

Shen Fengyan couldn't bear it anymore, put his foot in front of Rong Che, on the chair he just sat on, looked at Rong Che and gritted his teeth: "Is it interesting for you to force her like this!"

"You have your means, and I have mine, can't we each rely on our own abilities?" In the end, Rong Che bit hard.

That's what Shen Fengyan told him.

And these words also left Shen Fengyan speechless.

Seeing that he had nothing to say, Rong Che turned to look at Lin Qinghuan, and reminded softly: "Okay, let's talk, dear."

Lin Qing smiled happily, turned to look at Shen Fengyan: "Feng Yan, I don't love you anymore, I love my husband now."

Rong Che smiled, but he was not very satisfied: "It's as if I forced you, how can he believe you like this?"

Shen Fengyan's eyes were scarlet, and he clenched his fists tightly and trembled uncontrollably.

Lin Qinghuan took a deep breath and said slowly: "Feng Yan..."

"enough!"

So, in the end, she still had to say it.

However, Lin Qinghuan didn't stop there: "I don't love you anymore,"

Shen Fengyan's eyes were red, and the eye sockets were full of water mist: "I'm fucking enough! Can't you understand people's language!" After he finished speaking, he turned around and went out, slamming the door heavily.

After he left for a long time, Lin Qinghuan didn't speak.

After a long time, she turned her head to look at Rong Che, smiled and said, "Are you satisfied? Husband."

Rong Che put out the cigarette in his hand, walked to her and sat down, stretched out his hand to support her neck, kissed her lips passionately, and took a while to let go.

Her dark eyes were stained with lust, and her hoarse voice was full of temptation: "There is one last sentence."

Lin Qing smiled happily: "Everyone is gone, who do you want me to tell?"

Rong Che pressed his forehead against hers, kissed the corner of her mouth, and said with a smile, "Tell it to my husband."

"What if I say no."