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

Lin Qinghuan thought that Rong Che was busy with his own affairs, and he couldn't hear what Su Lu said, so he thought it was impossible for him to know what they were talking about.

Who would have thought that he could hit the nail on the head like this!

Su Lu naturally heard Rong Che's voice. Lin Qinghuan said that the appointment with a psychological counselor was hidden from Rong Che, so she didn't say much: "Since your husband is with you, then I won't be your light bulb. You have a good rest, I will pick you up on the weekend."

"it is good."

"bye!"

After speaking, Su Lu hung up the phone.

Rong Che closed the book in his hand, walked to the edge of the hospital bed and sat down, looked down at the sketchbook in Lin Qinghuan's hand, then took it from her hand, and flipped through it page by page.

Lin Qinghuan was also tired, stretched her waist, and leaned on the soft pillow: "They are all design drawings, what's so interesting about them?"

However, Rong Che watched with relish.

The corner of Lin Qinghuan's mouth twitched, but she didn't stop her.

His eyes fell on his extremely handsome facial features, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious, and he reached out to take the sketchbook in Rong Che's hand.

Rong Che frowned.

Lin Qinghuan looked at him with a smile and said, "Have I drawn a sketch for you before?"

The smile on the corner of Rong Che's mouth was a little stiff, but soon, he smiled lightly and said, "I've drawn it."

"Really?" Lin Qinghuan turned over the used sketch paper, looked at Rong Che, and drew him in the sketchbook. What about the matter?"

Rong Che's eyes fell on her sketch paper, the corner of his mouth smiled a little more.

"Is drawing my sketch a boring thing?"

Lin Qing smiled happily: "It's not that drawing sketches for you is boring, it's this kind of thing that exercises basic skills. I should have been tired of it long ago."

"You weren't tired when you met me."

"Have we known each other so early?"

"Morning, at that time, you were still underage!"

Lin Qinghuan: "..." He gave him a blank look: "It sounds like you are disappointed..."

Rong Che looked at her and smiled, his eyes soft and light: "Huanhuan, are you trying to trick me?"

The smile on the corner of Lin Qinghuan's mouth froze, but there was nothing to deny: "Is it obvious that I have behaved?"

"Extremely obvious!"

Lin Qing laughed heartily without saying a word.

It's as difficult as climbing the sky to get the words out of Rongche's mouth calmly!

However, Lin Qinghuan finished the painting anyway, probably just like what Rong Che said, she should have often painted his portraits in the past, and it was very easy to draw.

"Okay." Lin Qinghuan showed it to him.

Rong Che took it and looked at it, the corners of his mouth raised casually, and then he said, "Besides me, who else have you painted for?"

Lin Qing laughed happily and said, "That's too much."

Rong Che's eyes darkened.

Lin Qinghuan pulled the corner of her mouth and explained: "When I was studying, in addition to working part-time, I would occasionally go to a roadside stall to paint portraits for 100 yuan a piece."

Rong Che: "..."

Lin Qinghuan chuckled lightly: "Otherwise what do you think?"

Rong Che narrowed his eyes slightly: "Nothing?"

"I don't believe it!"

Lin Qinghuan closed the sketchbook, and Rong Che took out a wet tissue to wipe off the black stains on her hands from the charcoal.

"Do you think I will ask you if you have painted for Shen Fengyan?"

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

There is no denying that she did think so.

However, Rong Che chuckled and said, "The birthday gift you gave him is already enough to make me jealous. Am I so full that I have nothing to do to torture myself?"

Lin Qinghuan twitched the corners of her mouth, but didn't speak, and let him wipe her hands.

After a while, Shen Sheng called his name: "Rong Che."

"kindness?"

"You said, I betrayed you, why do you still like me so much?"

"I just like you, so I won't talk to you."

Lin Qinghuan was speechless, and then corrected: "Okay! You said that I betrayed you once, and you still love me so much, so I'm not afraid that I will betray you again?"

"If you betray me now, you will go to jail."

Rong Che avoided her question, his gentle voice was full of warnings.

Lin Qinghuan's clear eyes fell on his face, and she said slowly: "Then what if... I'd rather go to jail than be with you?"

Rong Che was still indifferent: "Don't worry, I won't let you get what you want."

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

"If staying by my side makes you more uncomfortable than going to jail, why should I help you?" Rong Che's tone was calm and nonchalant, as if telling another joke.

However, her understatement made Lin Qinghuan inexplicably shudder.

Lin Qinghuan was silent for a while, then smiled bitterly: "I think the reason why I left you before must be because of your almost perverted desire to control!"

Rong Che was silent and didn't speak.

Lin Qinghuan frowned, and then muttered in a low voice with a speechless face: "Sure enough!"

But soon, Rong Che said slowly: "I know you don't like it, so I have changed a lot."

Lin Qinghuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Now, Rong Che is indeed not as domineering and domineering as before, but...in fact, the wolf is dressed in sheep's clothing, looks gentle and delicious, but in fact, he is still as domineering and domineering as ever in his bones.

But it's really better, isn't it?

In Lin Qinghuan's heart, she agrees with Rong Che's words, or a kind of sympathetic recognition.

really!

Lin Qinghuan felt more and more that she just left Rong Che because she couldn't stand his desire to control, it was almost certain.

"I'll draw you."

Just as she was thinking, Rong Che said suddenly.

Lin Qinghuan's eyes lit up: "You will too?"

Rong Che didn't answer.

He took her sketchbook and charcoal pencils, and looked at Lin Qinghuan's drawing of her, quite seriously.

After a while: "Okay."

Lin Qinghuan: "So fast?" As he spoke, he got up and looked over.

Then, I made a silly face.

With a look of disgust: "Is this me in your painting?"

"It's not you, could it be me?" He said, turning to the previous page: "This is me."

Lin Qinghuan: "..." He glanced at him contemptuously: "It's so ugly!"

"I don't despise you..."

"Do you still have the face to dislike me?" Lin Qinghuan squinted at him: "You touch me in your conscience, do I really look like that?"

When she finished speaking, Rong Che pressed his palm to her chest.

Lin Qinghuan: "..." Knock it out: "You touch your own conscience!"

There is no one left to play hooligans in an upright manner!
Rong Che turned another page and drew again, but this time, he didn't look at Lin Qinghuan from the beginning to the end.

Lin Qinghuan leaned on the hospital bed and looked at him with a smile, but in view of the look just now, she felt that she had to remind Rong Che: "If what I see after a while is still the same as just now, don't even think about going to bed today! "

Rong Che: "Okay, I'll draw you more beautifully!"

Lin Qinghuan twitched the corners of her mouth: "Speaking of conscience, although I am not a peerless beauty, I can definitely say that I am beautiful, and even draw me more beautifully. I am already beautiful!"

It's really awkward to praise yourself!

But...she was telling the truth, okay?

Rong Che raised the corners of his mouth, finished the painting, and showed it to her.

Lin Qinghuan's eyes lit up as he watched.

It's not that Rong Che painted her beautifully, it's just that he simply didn't expect Rong Che to draw her so well.

"Does it look good?"

Lin Qinghuan: "It looks good."

"Like it?"

"like!"

Rong Che smiled and stretched out his hand: "100 yuan."

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

I really want to throw my sketchbook in his face.

When she refused, Rong Che leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth: "I'll take the reward myself..." As he spoke, he involuntarily deepened the kiss.

However, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open: "Rong..." Immediately afterwards, there was a heartbroken retort: ​​"I'll go! Can it be done! Everywhere I go, I show my face, are we single dogs so easy to bully? "

Hearing Ou Yu's voice, Lin Qinghuan shrank involuntarily under the quilt.

Rong Che looked displeased, and cast a cold glance at Ou Yu whose back was facing them, his voice was full of displeasure: "Why are you here?"

Ou Yu obviously hesitated, and finally said: "I have something to do with you!"

The ups and downs between Rong Che's eyebrows became more and more obvious. He turned around and asked Lin Qinghuan to lie down on the bed, and covered her with the quilt: "Stop making design drafts, go to bed first, and I'll be back in a while."

Lin Qinghuan nodded.

Rong Che turned off the light, closed the door of the ward, and went out with Ou Yu.

In the long corridor of the hospital, Rong Che and Ou Yu walked in tandem, got on the elevator, and went directly to the rooftop on the top floor of the hospital.

Ou Yu's face was full of heartache: "Why, are you still afraid that my sister-in-law will eavesdrop?"

"Your sister-in-law is smarter than you, and she was trying to trick me just now!"

Ou Yu: "It's not surprising. For someone like you, you need a tough girl like my sister-in-law to subdue you. Look, this is so docile and obedient!"

Rong Che was too lazy to talk nonsense with him: "What did you find out, tell me!"

Ou Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but said honestly: "So far, the Qi family's people who are active outside are just those few, and there is Qi Ran who has just been released from prison. There is nothing wrong with it."

Rong Che obviously didn't believe it: "Didn't Qi Ran still have a younger sister?"

"Didn't she die a long time ago? Qi Ran was arrested and imprisoned, and the Qi family was investigated and imprisoned. His sister... committed suicide by jumping off the building."

The wind on the roof was a bit cold, sweeping through the corners of the clothes, and finally fell silently.

After a moment of silence, Rong Che's tone was cold and piercing: "Where's the corpse?"

Ou Yu was inexplicably stabbed by Rong Che's words: "You..."

Rong Che breathed a sigh of relief, then turned his head to look at him, with a calm tone: "I mean, who will handle her funeral? Are you sure she's dead? Where is she buried?"

Ou Yu frowned tightly: "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean...Qi Ran's younger sister is very likely still alive."

Ou Yu broke out in a cold sweat for no reason, and after a while, said in disbelief, "This is impossible!"

"What's impossible?" Rong Che said with a sneer: "With her ability, even if she doesn't rely on the Qi family, it's a breeze to get rid of the golden cicada's shell!"

Having said that, Ou Yu still felt a little shuddering.