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

Lin Qinghuan was still hugging Rong Che's neck, her clear eyes were intertwined with his gaze, she was silent for a while, took a breath of relief, and said slowly: "If I say what I really want to say, will you believe me? ?”

Rong Che didn't speak, and picked her up after a while, put her legs around his waist, carried her to the sofa in the lounge and put her down.

Lin Qinghuan nestled on the sofa, and Rong Che immediately sat down beside her, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and gently placed his broad palm on her smooth shoulder, comforting her gently, and after pondering for a moment, he slowly said: " But how can I trust what you say?"

"Is what I say so unbelievable?" Lin Qinghuan leaned sideways and snuggled into his arms, her voice soft and gentle.

Soft and warm hands landed on his chest, as if venting dissatisfaction, gently poking his heart.

Rong Che was so upset by her trouble, he stretched out his hand to hold her finger that was making trouble on his heart, and brought it to his mouth and straight to his waist.

"It hurts..." Lin Qinghuan wanted to pull away, but Rong Che held her hand tightly. The strength of the two was very different. Moreover, the more she wanted to struggle, the stronger Rong Che's grip on her hand was. The strength of her fingers is also getting heavier.

Lin Qinghuan frowned slightly: "It hurts!" Compared to just now, it really hurts now.

Rong Che's black jade-like eyes locked her tightly, knowing that she was in pain, but he had no intention of letting go.

Lin Qinghuan gritted her teeth and endured.

The two were at a stalemate, neither willing to overpower the other.

But in the end, Rong Che couldn't bear it, let go of her, and gently rubbed the finger he just bitten, silently and gently.

However, Lin Qinghuan directly pulled her hand out of Rongche's, and the next moment, she directly raised her hand and slapped him heavily on the cheek.

There were only the two of them in the huge lounge, and the atmosphere was quiet and oppressive. The crisp slap sounds especially harsh at this moment. Lin Qinghuan's fingertips were numb from the slap on his face. Looking at him, her eyes were hot.

Rong Che tilted his head slightly, as if he expected it, and didn't even frown.

He leaned on the sofa, facing Lin Qinghuan, his eyes were slightly closed, and after a while, his sexy Adam's apple rolled, Wei Shun breathed a sigh of relief before looking up at Lin Qinghuan.

Rong Che reached out to stop her hand, but she dodged it before touching Lin Qinghuan.

"Don't make trouble." Rong Che wrapped her waist with the other hand, pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly. His free hand took advantage of her other hand, only to be bitten and hurt by him. The hand that beat him was tightly clenched in the palm of his hand.

Lin Qinghuan leaned against his arms, the tears in her eyes stained the shirt on his chest.

Rong Che's slender and well-defined fingers wrapped around her soft hair, and his warm lips fell on the top of her head. After a while, he said slowly: "Okay, it's my fault, don't cry, okay?"

Lin Qinghuan pushed him away, endured the crying in her voice, and said through gritted teeth: "Shen Fengyan doesn't like black at all!"

"so what!"

"So..." Lin Qinghuan's soft lips parted slightly.

Rong Che looked at her, as if waiting for her next words, but Lin Qinghuan didn't know what he wanted to say after thinking for a long time.

In the end, Rong Che lovingly rubbed the hair on the top of her head, and his hoarse voice was mixed with compromise and helplessness: "Okay, don't think about those anymore, I'm not too angry."

But isn't that angry!

Lin Qinghuan looked at him, her beautiful brows furrowed slightly, and asked slowly, "We never fell in love before, did we?"

Rong Che's deep and delicate eyes like black jade were slightly closed, he smiled casually, and answered without any hesitation: "No."

"I do not believe."

Rong Che got up from the sofa, stretched out his hand to straighten his cuffs, and then pulled Lin Qinghuan up, his eyes fell on Lin Qinghuan for a while, and then he smiled lightly and said, "Shen Fengyan has a good eye."

Lin Qinghuan was speechless.

Fortunately, Rong Che didn't say anything, but directly took her hand and went out.

Rong Che had nothing to worry about when Rong Siyuan and Rong Chen were together, but Lin Qinghuan hadn't attended any occasions with him for a long time, so Shen Fengyan dared to pretend that he didn't exist so blatantly.

He really doesn't like socializing, even though he was still in charge of the Rong family's business before, he didn't show up much, but no matter how he didn't show up, his wife, he didn't need others to accompany him to events.

Not surprisingly, when Rong Che appeared in front of everyone holding Lin Qinghuan's hand, everyone's eyes in the banquet hall were focused on the two of them, and Lin Qinghuan was not used to such attention.

For some reason, being led by Rong Che, she walked quietly behind him, as if she had experienced it before.

The pictures in her mind overlapped and disappeared in a flash, as if it was just her illusion.

For Lin Qinghuan, the people in the banquet hall are no strangers. As for Rong Che, he was not invited, but accompanied Rong Siyuan. He wanted to accompany Lin Qinghuan, but Shen Fengyan played well. If Rong Siyuan told him, he would I didn't know that Lin Qinghuan had an award ceremony to attend, and she was with Shen Fengyan!
Rong Che didn't plan to show up at first, but seeing Lin Qinghuan and Shen Fengyan together, he found that he couldn't stand behind her.

Even though Rong Che is not in the design circle, Rong Che is no stranger to his name in this circle. Even though Rong Chen is the person in charge of the Rong Group, people in the business world, when they mention Rong Che Home, the first thing that comes to mind is Rong Che.

Rong Che returned to the military region and no longer had any contact with business affairs, so the invitation letters to the Rong Group were all sent to Rong Chen, including Rong Siyuan.

It is probably due to the inheritance of Lin Qinghuan, Rong Siyuan also has a very high talent in jewelry design, coupled with his status as the future heir of the Rong family, Rong Siyuan, a young genius in the jewelry design industry, has always been well-known, but Rong Che has always disapproved of him. He was in contact with these things early, so even if he was invited, Rong Che never let him participate.

This time is an exception.

Rong Che's appearance was undoubtedly the most surprising surprise for the whole dinner party.

"Mr. Rong, it's really surprising that you can come." The head of the ITS event walked up to Rong Che with a compliment on his face.

Rong Che chuckled lightly, and said casually: "Don't worry about me, I'm here today with my family, not by invitation."

The person in charge: "Mr. Rong, you really know how to joke. It is our great honor that you have allowed the young master to attend this event. Don't worry, we will take good care of the young master."

Rong Che still smiled: "Then I'll have to work." As he spoke, he grabbed Lin Qinghuan's waist, and slowly said: "Let me introduce, this is my wife, Lin Qinghuan."

The person in charge of Lin Qinghuan's name is no stranger, but, such a prefix...

The fashion shows for ITS events are usually held in Paris. The reason why this award ceremony is held in China is mostly due to the future cooperation with Shen Group and Rong Group. Their understanding of Lin Qinghuan is only limited to Shen Group The designer of Starlight's cooperation, the winner of this year's ITS accessories category cutting-edge award.

Mrs. Rong, Lin Qinghuan, this is the first time the person in charge has heard of it.

However, they have been in the business world for such a long time and have seen strong winds and waves, so their surprise and hesitation lasted only for a moment, and the person in charge immediately extended his hand politely and respectfully: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Rong, if you have any greetings before Please forgive me for the inadequacies."

"You are very kind, and it is a great honor for you to be recognized by the judges of ITS."

Rong Che obviously didn't like that he was always in front of him. After the person in charge greeted him, he left with interest.

Naturally, there were still many people who wanted to get close to Rong Che, but Rong Che took Lin Qinghuan with him the whole time, so they were too embarrassed to go there.

The people in the banquet hall have been talking about Rong Che and Lin Qinghuan for some time.

Rong Siyuan nodded his toes to get some snacks, but he couldn't help being attracted by the conversation of the two ladies beside him.

"What's the situation with that Lin Qinghuan? He's the young master of the Shen Group for a while, and Mr. Rong for a while. The backing is really strong. It's because Jeff is the one who presented the award to the New Talent Award winner this time. With this background, I can't accept it!"

The lady next to her glanced at Lin Qinghuan who was standing with Rong Che not far away, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and her tone was somewhat disgusted: "It's just like that, it's not that outstanding."

"What do you know? This family is pure. People like Young Master Shen and Mr. Rong have never seen any beauties before. They are pure and pure. It's so exciting to see, don't you think so?"

As they said that, the two of them laughed at the same time, glanced at each other tacitly, and smiled disdainfully: "Just such an innocent girl, there will be a little trouble in bed, and she may seduce a man..."

However, as soon as the man finished speaking, Rong Siyuan stretched out his hand and tugged at the hem of her skirt, but he grabbed a handful of cream in his hand, and touched the lady's skirt without a drop.

The woman felt someone tug on her skirt and looked back.

The first thing they saw, without exception, was Rong Siyuan's harmless, pitiful, watery, clear and bright eyes.

"Xiaopeng..." Before she could say the word "friend", her eyes fell on the hem of her skirt that Rong Siyuan was holding. There was a large piece of cream hanging on the hem of the royal blue dress. A pair of immature hands could be discerned in the cream, tugging at the hem of her skirt.

The lady looked at the creamy hands on the skirt, and was so angry that the veins around her temples were about to pop out, and then she looked at Rong Siyuan.

Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore.

"Ah! My dress."

Rong Chen couldn't go too far with Rong Siyuan, he was right next to him, so when he heard the lady yell hysterically, he immediately went over and pulled Rong Siyuan away.

However, the lady was so angry that she lost her mind, even though Rong Chen had hugged Rong Siyuan, she was still struggling desperately, looking at her posture as if she wanted to teach Rong Siyuan a lesson: "Whose child are you, Why are you so uneducated, didn't your adults tell you to stay away from people when your paws are dirty!"