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

Lin Qinghuan looked at Rong Che and smiled, not avoiding his kiss, just smiling.

The smile on Rong Che's face was late, but soon, warm palms caressed her cheeks, and her voice was as seductive as ever: "Is it a shame to say that you love your husband? Why not? "

"But it's a shameful thing." Lin Qinghuan said without any hesitation.

Rong Che smiled, but nothing could be seen on his face.

He let go of Lin Qinghuan, turned around and locked the door, turned on the light and drew the curtains, returned to her side, took her hand and pulled out the infusion needle.

He did all this in a slow manner, and he was very careful and gentle when pulling out the needle, for fear of hurting Lin Qinghuan.

However, after all this was done, Rong Che quietly unbuttoned his shirt, leaned against her tightly, and kissed her tenderly. Lin Qinghuan gritted his teeth, desperately trying to hide, but in the end, Rong Che held her tightly. Clasped her hands above her head.

Not long after, the two met each other honestly. Rong Che gritted his teeth and stared at Lin Qinghuan, and asked softly, "What about now, are you ashamed?"

Lin Qinghuan gritted her teeth and remained silent.

Rong Che's eyes were locked on her, and the light smile on the corner of his mouth became more casual: "As your husband, I can have sex with you anytime and anywhere. Isn't it as shameful as you saying you love me?"

Lin Qinghuan's forehead was dripping with sweat, she turned her head and didn't want to look at him: "Rong Che, you bastard!"

"I thought you knew enough about how bastard I am!" Rong Che leaned over and kissed her ear hard.

why not?
He asked her, he might as well ask himself.

Rong Che actually understood better than anyone else why she didn't say anything, but he couldn't give her, and he couldn't give it, but he was always too greedy to give, but he always wanted her.

He leaned over to look at her, to see her hide, to see her cry.

But her tears did not soften his heart this time.

He leaned over and kissed all her tears, his voice was indifferent: "Lin Qinghuan, this time, I won't stop crying just because of you, give up, don't think every time you cry in front of me is useful."

She still feels bad.

I feel sorry for her hurting Shen Fengyan.

Even if she cut it cleanly, in her heart, Shen Fengyan is the one who can never be hurt.

So, why should you feel sorry for her.

Obviously, my heart hurts.

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Lin Qinghuan's body hurts a lot, even everywhere.

She reluctantly opened her eyes and glanced at her surroundings. The environment was both familiar and strange, but the smell of disinfectant was still in her nostrils.

Dazedly listening to someone talking outside.

"You are fucking crazy, Rong Che, you should also think about why you are! Don't tell me that she is your wife now!"

"Isn't it enough that she doesn't love him?"

"Do you fucking believe this! Are you blind! Can't you tell whether she loves him or not!"

Rong Che didn't speak for a long time. After a while, he lighted a cigarette with a light smile: "Maybe I'm really blind, I really didn't see it."

Zhu Qingwen almost threw the diagnosis and treatment records in his face: "You are really shameless!" After speaking, she turned around and left, but she turned back halfway, the anger on her face was still there: "Hurry up!" Go to a therapist, and if she's repulsive, go to the old one."

After finishing speaking, he cursed: "Everyone is fucking crazy!"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Lin Qinghuan turned sideways, with her back to him.

Seeing her turn around, Rong Che didn't mind, looked down at the cigarette in his hand, pressed it out in the ashtray, pulled up a chair and sat down.

After a while of silence, he said, "I know you're awake, so you don't have to face me, but it won't stop me from talking about you."

"I have nothing to talk to you about." Lin Qinghuan did not hesitate.

"Talk about Rong Chen, I think I should have the right to know." Rong Che said directly, not wanting to go around in circles with her.

Hearing Rong Chen's name, Lin Qinghuan's shoulders couldn't help shaking, Rong Che lowered his eyes, but kept looking at her.

Knowing that she was afraid, but he didn't intend to stop: "Tell me, what's going on."

Lin Qinghuan bit her lower lip tightly, and sat up on the bed for a while, Rong Che wanted to help her, but she avoided her directly.

Rong Che hung in the air, took a while to retract, returned to his position and sat down.

In fact, Lin Qinghuan wanted to talk to him a long time ago, but she never found a suitable opportunity, but since she mentioned it, she really had nothing to hide.

"Didn't you always give it to me for the first time?" Lin Qinghuan coughed lightly, and continued in a steady voice: "It probably has something to do with him. I don't know the specifics."

"perhaps?"

Lin Qinghuan's eyes drooped slightly: "En." Apart from that, there was nothing else.

Rong Che took a deep breath, was silent for a while, and asked again: "Where is it?"

"Century Hotel." Lin Qinghuan said those four words calmly.

Rong Che frowned, looked up at her, and after a while, laughed at himself: "1035?"

Lin Qinghuan was silent for a long time before nodding.

Rong Che had been staring at her for a long time before he chuckled lightly, with some doubts in his tone: "Are you sure?"

Lin Qinghuan nodded again.

The smile in Rong Che's eyes grew stronger, he reached out his hand to take out the cigarette and lighter from his pocket, and asked leisurely, "Are you sure it's him?"

"I'm not sure." Lin Qinghuan said slowly: "That day I was..." Because she was very calm, but recalling that incident, she was still a little scared, took a deep breath, and said directly: "In short , I didn’t dare to look carefully, it was just a general idea, his voice, and the smell of tobacco on his fingers.”

Listening to what he said, Rong Che looked down at the cigarette held between his fingers, the corner of his mouth moved slightly, and interrupted her directly: "Okay, I got it."

"One more thing..." Now that I said it, Lin Qinghuan didn't intend to hide it.

However, Rong Che didn't ask her to say again: "The rest are not important, and I don't want to know either."

Lin Qinghuan looked up at him, took a while to look away, and then nodded.

Rong Che put out the cigarette in his hand, returned to her side and hugged her, stroked her shoulder with his palm, kissed the top of her head, and said after a long time: "What was the name of your former counselor, don't be stubborn, I told you Siyuan doesn't even want anything to happen to you, please be obedient."

Lin Qinghuan put her arms around her knees, but her head rested on Rong Che's arms.

Maybe he mentioned Siyuan.

That child Siyuan always reminds her of Xiaoxiao, of Xiaoxiao...

Lin Qinghuan stretched out her arms to hug him, crying unscrupulously.

Rong Che gritted his teeth and hugged her, and after a while he said, "You don't have to be afraid if you see him again in the future. Didn't you say you're not sure? It might not be him."

He knew that Lin Qinghuan was not afraid of any one person, but of the past, but other than that, he couldn't say anything.

Lin Qinghuan stopped crying when she got tired of crying, and Rong Che's shirt was wet from her crying.

When the nurse came in, Rong Che had someone inject her with a sedative. In addition to being tired, she quickly fell asleep.

Rong Che found time to go to Rong Siyuan School.

Rong Siyuan was still in class, so Rong Che went directly to Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan was very happy to see Rong Che, but her rationality told her that Rong Che preferred decent women, so she was always reserved.

Rong Che didn't have the time to chat with her, so he said directly, "I'll ask Siyuan for leave for two days."

Qi Yuan frowned, as long as Rong Che was free these two days, he would personally attend Rong Siyuan's classes, Qi Yuan felt that his words had made a difference, and was secretly delighted when he suddenly heard Rong Che say These, very surprised: "What's wrong?"

"My wife is in a bad mood, I want Siyuan to be with you, why, can't you?" Rong Che sneered.

The corner of Qi Yuan's mouth twitched, and he smiled forcedly: "Mr. Rong, it won't be good if the course is delayed."

"Siyuan was already in the high school textbook two days ago, where can he fall, or has your school started to take university courses?" Rong Che said mercilessly.

Rong Siyuan's personal education has always been in charge of the top domestic teacher team, the reason why he is allowed to follow the normal courses is just to try his best not to let him be lonely and not to fit in with others.

Qi Yuan's expression froze. Obviously, she had nothing to say.

However, in order not to offend Rong Che, Qi Yuan still smiled and agreed: "Alright, Mr. Rong, I'll call Si Yuan out right now."

Rong Siyuan never dreamed that one day his father would personally come to the school to ask him to skip class. He was so happy that he was so happy that he didn't care about Qi Yuan, and ran directly to Rong Che, holding his thigh and saying : "Dad, is it the end of the world, are you going to take your son to escape?"

Rong Che burst out laughing, leaned over and hugged Rong Siyuan, his tone was rare and gentle: "Why do you love to talk nonsense like Lin Qinghuan!"

Rong Siyuan stretched out his hand to stop his neck, and quibbled: "Lin Qinghuan is not talking nonsense when he says that he can speak eloquently!"

"Listen to her nonsense!"

Anyway, Rong Siyuan was very happy, lying on Rong Che's shoulder, he was so happy that he didn't know what to say.

Rong Che hugged him and left the school, and Rong Siyuan thought of it: "Where is Lin Qinghuan? She didn't come home yesterday, and Aunt Zhao said she was sick, is she still okay?"

Rong Che was silent for Rong Siyuan's words, and he said after a while: "It's not healed yet, and it's very troublesome to get better."

Hearing Rong Che's tone, Rong Siyuan's small face immediately wrinkled together, his immature face was filled with pale writing: "What's wrong with her?" Seeing Rong Che's silence, Rong Siyuan immediately quarreled: "Are you talking again?" Bully her?"

Rong Che did not refute. Strictly speaking, he is not qualified to refute.

Rong Siyuan knew that he had acquiesced.

Childish fists kept hitting Rong Che, Dou Da's tears kept falling: "Why do you always bully her? I keep thinking why I don't have a mother? So you must have often bullied my mother before! So She doesn't want me anymore? Why don't you even let Lin Qinghuan go..."

Rong Siyuan cried sadly, and Rong Che let him make trouble, which was never before.

Before, Rong Siyuan would never dare to play around like this in front of him.

He cried for a long time, Rong Che also let him cry, did not coax him, after all, this was never what he was good at.

But, said in a deep voice: "I did bully your mother before, but she didn't want you. I snatched you away from her. I didn't let Lin Qinghuan go, but I couldn't."