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

How could Lin Qinghuan not be familiar with this voice.

However, Rong Che still dragged her in.

Shen Fengyan and Johns looked in their direction when they heard the voice. Shen Fengyan's hand fell on Lin Qinghuan first, and then she was held tightly by Rong Che's hand. His eyes were fixed, and he quickly moved outside. no more.

Naturally, Johns also saw it. Although he was full of doubts, he quickly stood up: "Mr. Rong, this is..."

"My wife." Rong Che hugged Lin Qinghuan's shoulders, and introduced to Lin Qinghuan with a smile: "This is Mr. Johns from France."

Lin Qinghuan was already here, and she didn't think about anything else. She greeted her generously, and then sat down with Rong Che.

Rong Che chatted with Johns one by one, but they were all in French, Lin Qinghuan could understand some, but not all.

As for Shen Fengyan, since Lin Qinghuan came in with Rong Che, he hasn't spoken much.

Johns frowned, looked at Shen Fengyan and asked in doubt: "Master Shen, what's wrong? I want to hear from you about the candidates for designers. I know, Master Shen, you always like to use new designers, but... ...I hope you can think it over carefully, or send us the designer's information and works to have a look first."

Rong Che's eyes drooped slightly, and there was a warm smile on the corner of his mouth.

They were talking about work, and Lin Qinghuan couldn't get in any words, so she sat aside and listened quietly, but she didn't quite understand what she was listening to, most of it was guesswork.

When she first came here, Rong Che said that this job had something to do with her, and with her understanding of what Johns said, she probably understood what Rong Che said was related.

Seeing him mentioning it, Shen Fengyan breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at Lin Qinghuan's direction and said, "I think Mr. Rong will tell you about the information about the designer candidate. I'm afraid Mr. Rong will know that I am better than him. And getting to know his wife, Rong will always be very upset!"

The last words, Shen Fengyan's tone was very serious.

Johns obviously also sensed the objection in Shen Fengyan's words, and Mrs. Rong Che's address made his eyes shine: "The person that Young Master Shen strongly recommends is Mrs. Rong's wife?"

Rong Che nodded with a smile.

If it was someone else, Johns might still hesitate, but Lin Qinghuan, Rong Che's wife, of course he agreed without hesitation.

His group wants to enter the domestic market, the first partner is naturally the Rong family, but Rong Che doesn't seem to be very interested in the jewelry industry, so he can only choose the Shen family as the next best thing, but that time in France At the reception, Rong Che took the initiative to discuss cooperation with him. Johns originally thought that it would go well, but in the end Rong Che said that Rong would participate, but not take the lead, and the initiative was still in Shen's hands.

After going around in a circle, he got to the Shen Group again.

But if his wife can be one of the designers of this new product, it means that the cooperation relationship between their group and Rong's has deepened a lot.

Killing two birds with one stone, why not do it.

Moreover, Shen Fengyan is notorious in the industry for not cooperating with big-name designers. If Rong wants to please, Shen can't offend either. After all, this is his home field.

"That's great!" Johns' joy is beyond words.

Rong Che still smiled: "Feng Yan will send you the information of her past works later, you can read it first. Please rest assured that she has never relied on anyone before, and she has made it to today step by step. , I believe that my wife absolutely has the ability to design a work that satisfies your company."

Johns: "I believe Mr. Rong said."

"Thank you."

Lin Qinghuan's eyes drooped slightly, and she didn't say much.

They chatted for a while, and Mr. Johns' assistant came to remind him that it was time for a meeting, and he left.

However, as soon as Johns left, Shen Fengyan got up angrily, and kicked the tea table in front of him, causing the teacup on the table to roll all over the floor, but the clear and crisp sound was startling.

Rong Che ignored him and drank tea on his own.

Shen Fengyan vented and didn't stay for long, clenched his fists, took his coat and left directly.

After he left, it took a while for Lin Qinghuan to chuckle: "What are you doing? Did he offend you again? As for you targeting him like this?"

"It sounds like you are very unhappy?" Rong Che replied lazily, but he didn't mean to blame.

Why did he blame Lin Qinghuan?
He was the one who insisted on pulling Lin Qinghuan over.

Lin Qinghuan sneered, and he didn't shy away from what he said: "Being used as a knife, can you be happy instead?"

Rong Che didn't speak, put the teacup in his hand on the coffee table, moved his body towards Lin Qinghuan, put his arm around her outstretched hand, and covered her cheek with his free hand, making her turn to look at him with a tone of With a bit of aggrieved look: "I'm not the only one who used you as a knife, you can't just get angry at me."

Lin Qinghuan frowned.

Seeing that she didn't understand, Rong Che smiled leisurely: "I don't know who I've learned from Feng Yan recently. When I talk to me, I'm always acting weird. I don't know if you weren't there just now. He was talking to Johns." Sometimes, I mention you in every sentence, but I just don’t tell Johns that you are my wife.” She said, her eyes sank, and she chuckled slightly: “At any rate, you and I are his elders, he doesn’t want to say You are my wife, can't I call you little aunt?"

Obviously what he said was calm, but she always felt cold sweat on her back.

It's not even known if he's telling the truth or if there's something in his words.

She and Shen Fengyan are in the past tense, she doesn't need Rong Che to remind her all the time, she also knows her identity, what she should do and what she should not do.

For her, it's best to live in peace, but Rong Che pulled her over and said these inexplicable words.

Seeing that she was silent, Rong Che took a deep breath, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, then he stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, letting her lean against his heart: "You only know how to love him, don't I deserve it? "

"You are my wife, why should he be loved by you? When you loved him, did you think about me and Siyuan?"

In the last words, Rong Che's tone was full of complaints, as if it was all her fault, but Lin Qinghuan really didn't know what she did wrong.

Lin Qinghuan clutched the hem of his shirt in her palm, and after a while, she took a deep breath and said, "Rong Che, if you say me, I will say me, please don't bring Siyuan with you!"

"Why can't you bring Siyuan with you?" Rong Che's voice came from above her head, his tone was obviously soft, but to her, it was so deafening.

Lin Qinghuan pushed him away, frowning slightly: "Didn't you read my medical records? That's called..."

However, before she could finish speaking, Rong Che directly kissed her lips. Lin Qinghuan wanted to push her away, but he held her firmly in his arms.

Rong Che kissed her for a long time before letting her go, his deep eyes were filled with a little intoxication, he looked at her, and said slowly: "Is it okay not to mention the past?"

Lin Qinghuan gritted her teeth and said nothing.

"Since what happened in the past caused you so much pain, let's forget about it and let's start over, shall we?" Rong Che's hoarse voice was gentle and full of humility.

Lin Qinghuan didn't even know where his humility came from.

After a while, she swallowed her saliva and called his name in a low voice: "Rong Che,"

"En." Rong Che answered her without any hesitation.

"Who am I?" After a while, Lin Qinghuan asked slowly.

"You are my wife." Rong Che lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth, whispering in her ear.

His fiery palm stuck into her clothes, Lin Qinghuan immediately stopped her, looked at him and said, "I'm asking you, who am I?"

Rong Che frowned, but still said truthfully: "Lin Qinghuan."

Lin Qinghuan didn't say anything more, and the hand holding Rong Che loosened slightly.

Naturally, Rong Che felt these subtle changes of Lin Qinghuan.

Rong Che didn't continue, but directly got up and carried her out.

"What are you doing?" Lin Qinghuan subconsciously stopped his neck and asked in confusion.

"go home."

As he said that, he carried her out directly.

There were quite a few staff members and guests in the teahouse. Rong Che came out of the room with Lin Qinghuan in his arms, which caused quite a commotion. Lin Qinghuan subconsciously buried her head in his chest.

And in a corner not far away, a burning gaze stared at the direction of the two for a long time.

The person in front of her knocked on the table and reminded: "Everyone has already gone away, what are you looking at?" There was a sympathetic smile on the corner of the person's mouth, he took a sip of tea and put it down, then said casually: " They are a loving couple, so it's useless for you to blame others here."

Qin Yao withdrew her gaze unwillingly, her eyes were filled with mist, she held the cup in front of her with her slender and fair fingers, bit her lips, her face was full of resentment.

The man naturally had a panoramic view of all the expressions he saw, and then smiled slightly: "Of course, if you are really unwilling, why don't you take the initiative to snatch him back? Anyway, you are blessed with the old man of the Rong family Covering you, what are you afraid of?"

Qin Yao sighed, and said quietly: "There is no chance, he has already made his words very clear," Qin Yao couldn't help sneering: "As for the old man of the Rong family, heh!"

"Ayao, I'm not talking about you. You look smart, but you're really not as smart as Lin Qinghuan." The man looked at her and chuckled, with a touch of disdain in his contemptuous smile.

Qin Yao looked up at her, feeling very upset: "You don't know Rong Che, in fact, I already knew that he didn't have any thoughts about me. These years, if the old man of their family hadn't put pressure on him overtly and secretly, he probably wouldn't even He won't tell me a word, since he married Lin Qinghuan recklessly, I know that there is no possibility for me to talk to him again."

"Then do you really believe that Rong Che liked Lin Qinghuan from the very beginning?" As he said that, the man reminded with a smile: "Don't forget, Rong Che never even gave her a decent wedding."

Hearing the man mentioning Rong Chen, Qin Yao narrowed her eyes, took a sip of tea from the cup at hand, turned to look out the window, and said after a while, "But so what?"

The man held the teacup and chuckled: "So what? A Yao, you have been by Rong Che's side for more than ten years, but Lin Qinghuan's short three months, have you never thought about why?"

Qin Yao lowered her eyes and looked up at her for a while, her eyes full of anticipation.