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

Lin Qinghuan was carried by Rong Che from the teahouse to the car, and then directly carried back to the villa.

Seeing them coming back, Zhao's mother immediately said: "Young master is tired from playing and is sleeping. Young master He went out with his friends and said that there is no need to wait for him for dinner."

Lin Qinghuan twitched the corner of her mouth: "I really don't think of myself as an outsider."

"It wasn't originally." Rubbing her head with his broad palm, Rong Che said directly, and went upstairs to the study room after speaking.

Lin Qinghuan wanted to say something, but after changing her shoes, she found that she had already gone upstairs.

Zhao Ma looked at Lin Qinghuan and said with a smile: "What the young master said is, Madam, how can your family members be outsiders."

Lin Qinghuan didn't say much, just smiled at Mama Zhao, went to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of warm water and drank half of it, her gaze fell on the swing outside the window for a long time.

When he came back to his senses, he poured another glass and wanted to send it to Rong Che.

Just arrived at the door of the study, and heard Zhao Ma's voice from inside: "The old house called here today and asked about Young Master He."

"What did you say?" Rong Che said while using his laptop to reply to emails without looking up.

Lin Qinghuan loosened the hand holding the doorknob, pushed it aside, and stood outside listening.

"Madam asked me to ask you what you really think, and then I asked you to answer her yourself." Zhao Ma replied truthfully.

Rong Che: "Well, I see, go get busy."

Zhao Ma turned to leave, Rong Che stopped her again, and added: "Don't let Qing Huan know."

"Okay, master." Zhao's mother turned around and went out, but as soon as she opened the door, she saw Lin Qinghuan standing outside. After a long time, she called out in embarrassment: "Madam..."

Naturally, Rong Che also heard it.

Rong Che obviously didn't expect this kind of situation. He rubbed the center of his brows with his slender fingers, and said in a helpless tone, "Mother Zhao, this is none of your business. Go get busy."

Mother Zhao bowed slightly and hurried away.

Lin Qinghuan went in, stood at the door for a while before walking over to put the freshly arrived warm water in his hand, and said after a while: "They... don't they want to live here?"

Rong Che picked up his water glass and took a sip before saying, "I don't need them to intervene in anything here, so whether they want He Ranzhi to live here has nothing to do with me."

This word...

Lin Qinghuan twitched the corners of her mouth, breathed a sigh of relief, and said solemnly: "Even if it's my own brother, a hotel, or just rent an apartment. You don't have to force him to live here, let alone you and I The He family..."

As she spoke, Lin Qinghuan hesitated to speak.

Rong Che pulled her into his arms, let her sit on his lap, and corrected him solemnly: "It's not 'you' and the He family, it's them and the He family."

Lin Qinghuan opened her mouth, and found that she had no way to defend herself.

In theory it is true.

What happened in the previous generation had nothing to do with them, but when Mu Yun called Rong Che to ask for an explanation, he obviously didn't explain that his son was too close to the He family.

"But……"

Lin Qinghuan wanted to say something else, but Rong Che stopped her immediately: "There's nothing wrong with it. He Ranzhi can stay as long as he wants. I have no opinion, and other people's opinions don't count." He got up, kissed the corner of her mouth and pushed her out: "I still have a few documents, go and see Siyuan, and call me after dinner."

After Rong Che said that, Lin Qinghuan couldn't say anything more, but if He Ranzhi took the initiative to move out, Rong Che should have nothing to say.

Lin Qinghuan left the study and closed the door casually. Seeing her leave, Rong Che took out his mobile phone and called Mu Yun.

Before he said anything, Mu Yun over there said directly: "Archer, why are you so angry with the old man? My father and I turned a blind eye, but you insist on letting that woman's child live with you!" What does where mean?"

After hearing her finish, Rong Che breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly: "Isn't the He family miserable enough?"

After he finished speaking, Mu Yun over there remained silent for a long time.

Rong Che hadn't heard her speak for a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes drooped slightly and said: "He is Qing Huan's younger brother, and he just came back from abroad and has no place to live, and I can't tell him to go out to live because of emotion and reason." About the hotel."

"What about me? Archer, where do you put me?" Mu Yun took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice.

Rong Che was silent for a while, then said after a long time: "Mom, if you ask me that, do I have to divorce Lin Qinghuan too?"

Mu Yun chuckled lightly: "Archer, if mom can think of you doing this kind of thing for that woman, then your dad and I will never have the same attitude towards your marriage."

"I didn't expect that either." While talking on the phone, Rong Che walked to the balcony of the study and stood there while holding the water that Lin Qinghuan had just brought him.

After taking a sip of water, his eyes drooped slightly, and his tone was leisurely: "Mom, I'm a human being, right?"

Mu Yun was silent.

Rong Che was also silent for a while, but hung up the phone after a while.

When Lin Qinghuan went to Rong Siyuan's room, he was still sleeping, and didn't want to disturb him at first, but seeing the messy quilt he kicked, she went over to help him fix it.

Rong Siyuan seemed to be disturbed by her, his immature brows were frowned, and there was something vaguely humming in his mouth.

Lin Qinghuan reached out and patted him: "Siyuan, it's okay, be good, sleep a little longer, be good..."

"Mom..." Rong Siyuan muttered softly, "Don't want me, okay..."

Lin Qinghuan paused slightly for patting Rong Siyuan's heart, the corners of her mouth twitched, then she smiled, just patted him to calm him down, and didn't say anything.

And Rong Siyuan.

Sleeping in a daze, he felt that someone was covering him with a quilt, that someone was talking to him, and that... this was his mother.

However, he still wanted to hear her say more to him, but there was no sound at all. He frowned tightly, grabbed the hand that was patting his chest in a panic, opened his eyes and did it quickly: "Aren't you I want to..." and left.

Before Rong Siyuan could finish his words, he saw clearly that Lin Qinghuan was sitting beside his bed.

He has had many dreams, and the shadow in the dream has always been blurry. Since Lin Qinghuan came, the shadow has gradually become clearer, but Rong Siyuan knew that it was just his imagination and could not be real.

But he still hopes, still hopes...

Lin Qinghuan saw him wake up, smiled and rubbed his little head: "Did you also have a nightmare?"

Rong Siyuan lowered his head and didn't speak for a long time.

"Siyuan?" Lin Qinghuan called out tentatively, but he still didn't speak, so Lin Qinghuan hurried to check on Rong Siyuan's situation.

When the palm touched his cheek, he realized that she had been crying.

"Siyuan..." Lin Qinghuan didn't know what to do. She wanted to coax him, but her mind went blank and she didn't know what to say.

Rong Siyuan kept crying, and asked Lin Qinghuan intermittently: "Lin Qinghuan, where is your child? Don't you want him anymore? You said that in order to marry my father, my father has a lot of money, and I don't mind raising another child. ..."

He was crying while crying, which was obviously ridiculous, but Lin Qinghuan just wanted to cry.

"Siyuan..." Lin Qinghuan called his name, swallowed, and said after a long time: "I didn't want him. If he was still around, no matter how rich your father is, I wouldn't have married him."

Of course, no matter how abnormal Rong Che is, it is impossible for him to want a woman with a child, and no matter how much money he has, it is impossible for him to raise children for others.

Lin Qinghuan thought that Rong Siyuan would feel better when she said that, but unexpectedly, it made him cry even more.

"So I'm still the poorest child, only my mother doesn't want me..."

Lin Qinghuan wanted to hug him, but, thinking about it carefully, why should she?

He wanted his mother, but she was nothing.

Lin Qinghuan wasn't sure if she could comfort Rong Siyuan, so she sat facing each other like that, watching him cry.

Probably because Rong Siyuan cried too much, Rong Che immediately opened the door and came in: "What's wrong with Siyuan?"

But as soon as he came in, Rong Siyuan didn't dare to cry anymore, but sobbed softly.

Lin Qinghuan twitched the corners of her mouth, thinking that Rong Che was indeed a stepfather!Then he reached out to hug Rong Siyuan in his arms, patted his back, and then turned to Rong Che and said, "I woke up from a nightmare."

In the past, Rong Che hardly mentioned Rong Siyuan's mother, only she mentioned it a few times desperately, Rong Che also mentioned it recently, but given his brutalist way of educating his son, it is not difficult to understand why Siyuan would It's the reaction.

"Oh." Rong Che responded, turned on the light and walked to the side of the two, hindering Rong Siyuan from sitting down, with his broad palms on his head, he was not angry, he seemed to be completely different from him in understatement: "Don't cry Alright, can you sleep with us tonight?"

Rong Siyuan: "..."

"Eh..." Lin Qinghuan didn't react for a long time.

Rong Che chuckled, looked at Lin Qinghuan and laughed at himself: "It's like this every time, I always think I don't know."

"You still have the nerve to say it?" Lin Qinghuan gave him a squinting look, and without knowing where the courage came from, she said all that was in her heart: "Don't you think you should take a lot of responsibility for the reason why he is like this? No matter how high your IQ is, It's just a little over four years old child, it's normal to cry and fuss! If I didn't know that this is your own son, I would have thought it was your stepfather!"

Rong Che didn't say anything, he still smiled and fully agreed: "Well, what you said is right, it's my fault."

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

After looking at it, I wanted to say something, but seeing how honest he was in admitting his mistake, I swallowed the words again.

Saying that he hugged Rong Siyuan and got up: "Okay, don't cry, at worst, we will ignore him in the future!" After finishing speaking, he went out directly.

Rong Che watched them leave, his black eyes darkened, then he chuckled lightly, and muttered to himself: "I am the stepfather, who did you have the child with?"

He spoke very softly, the breeze from outside the window swept in, the off-white veil fluttered, and finally returned to calm.

It seems that the wind has never come, and he has never said that sentence.