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

After Rong Che finished speaking, he started the car and left the parking lot.

Lin Qinghuan felt her heart beating so fast.

In fact, when Rong Che asked her just now, she knew what he wanted to say, but she didn't expect that Rong Che would immediately take her to the jewelry store at this time.

She is a jewelry designer, so she naturally understands the importance of jewelry to a woman, let alone a wedding ring.

However, after being with Rong Che for so long, she seemed to have forgotten about it.

I didn't expect to have it, or it doesn't matter if I have it or not.

I just don't know if Rong Che thinks the same way.

Two 10 minutes later.

time Square.

It was almost ten o'clock at this time, and many shops were already closed, but the jewelry shops in the entire Times Square were still open.

Rong Che took Lin Qinghuan's family for a stroll.

The clerk naturally knew that it was Rong Che, so, without him saying anything, he brought out the most expensive and luxurious styles in the store early in the morning, and let Lin Qinghuan choose.

The news of Rong Che's marriage was known to all the employees of the Rong Group, but they had never seen him in person, so they always wanted to know who the legendary eldest lady of the Lin family was.

Now that I saw it, it all stopped.

Frankly speaking, Lin Qinghuan, a lady of unknown origin, is much prettier than Lin Shuya.

"Young lady, this model has only been on the market for two weeks, and many people have pre-ordered it before it's released. Try it on, it's so beautiful."

"Young Mistress, there is also this one, which is most admired by the British royal family."

"Young Mistress, there is this one..."

Although Lin Qinghuan is a jewelry designer, he can't see less than a hundred pieces of luxury jewelry in an hour. To be honest, his eyes are a little dazzled.

Seeing her embarrassed face, Rong Che raised the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "Is there anyone you like?"

After looking at several stores in a row, Lin Qinghuan always had this expression. Rong Che glanced at it. It was indeed very beautiful, but it was indeed not a style that Lin Qinghuan would like.

"Let's go, let's go to the next house." With that said, Rong Che reached out to hold Lin Qinghuan's hand, and walked out.

Lin Qinghuan was led by Rong Che, walked out and said: "Why did you suddenly think of buying a wedding ring?" Then, he paused: "Is it because I was working on the design of that ring before I came out?"

Rong Che didn't deny it: "Yes."

Lin Qinghuan smiled bitterly: "Then I didn't do that just now, so you can't remember?"

Rong Che was still honest: "Maybe."

Lin Qinghuan stopped and did not leave.

Rong Che looked back at her, still holding her hand, and slowly walked up to her, with a gentle voice: "Are you angry?"

"no!"

With a smile on his brows and eyes, Rong Che casually pinched her chin with his bony fingers and turned to look at him.

"Really do not have?"

Lin Qinghuan didn't want to talk to him, and muttered in a low voice: "Ask the question knowingly!"

The smile in Rong Che's eyes became more and more obvious, and the warm fingertips rubbed gently.

Lin Qinghuan was annoyed by him, reached out and slapped his hand away, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm so annoyed!"

Rong Che didn't mind either, and smiled casually: "Okay, I know you're blaming me, but I didn't mean it, so don't bother me, okay?"

Lin Qinghuan was silent.

His voice was too gentle, which made Lin Qinghuan lose his temper at all.

She was not angry at first, but just playing with him. After all, when they got married, no one expected to have a good life.

Naturally, Rong Che also knew Lin Qinghuan's little thoughts.

But even knowing it, Rong Che still explained to her seriously: "At the beginning, I only thought about marrying you, so where else was I thinking about the wedding ring?"

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

I wasn't really angry at first, but now I really want to be angry.

"Blame me?"

Rong Che was shameless: "Of course it's your fault."

Lin Qinghuan exploded immediately: "You can think of asking Chen Qiyu to test me with a 3000W diamond necklace, but you can't think of buying me a wedding ring?"

I fucking believe you have a ghost!

Women, they are all good at turning over old scores.

"I wasn't sure it was you then."

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

Rong Che looked at her, with affection in his deep eyes: "At that time, I just felt that there was a shadow of 'her' in you. If I had to choose a woman as my wife, I would rather choose the woman I was most willing to get close to, even if Just a shadow."

What he said was profound, and Lin Qinghuan was a little jealous of himself.

"Rong Che..." She called his name in a warm voice.

"Huh?" Rong Che looked at her, her eyes reflected her figure.

Lin Qinghuan was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help complaining: "You are so scumbag!"

Rong Che: "..."

Lin Qinghuan: "What if you haven't met me? What if it's someone else who looks a little like me?"

"You will marry her too?" Lin Qinghuan looked at him and asked loudly.

Rong Che narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "So I've always been extremely fortunate that the person I met and married was really you."

Lin Qinghuan was speechless.

After he finished speaking, he walked a little closer to her, his bright eyes with stars locked tightly on her eyebrows, and his tone was calm: "So I have always said that I am not that powerful, and many things are beyond my expectation ,Uncontrollable."

"Then what if... you married someone else?"

Rong Che smiled, and looked at the person in front of him with burning eyes: "Huanhuan, I don't like assumptions."

"You don't dare to answer, do you?" Lin Qinghuan raised the corners of her mouth in a calm and casual tone.

However, her calm demeanor was the last thing Rong Che wanted to see.He looked at her for a while, and finally said slowly: "You can never imagine what a person will grab if he wants to climb out of despair."

He was desperate, or he was soaked in despair by endless searching.

And he stayed in that despair for too long.

So even if it was just a shadow, he wanted to catch it desperately. To him at that time, maybe it really didn't matter that much whether it was her.

Also, dare not think.

The corners of Lin Qinghuan's mouth twitched, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly closed, and after a while, he looked up at him: "Maybe it's not suitable for us to buy wedding rings today, how about another day?"

She is no longer a three-year-old child, even if she is hypocritical, she will not be hypocritical about it, she just simply feels that the atmosphere is inappropriate.

Rong Che's eyes darkened slightly, his sexy Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was hoarse: "Huanhuan, are you angry?"

"No."

"Huanhuan..."

Lin Qinghuan was still calm: "I'm really not angry." As she spoke, as if to prove it, she tiptoed and kissed the corner of Rong Che's mouth.

A superficial kiss, but just as she was about to leave, Rong Che held her tightly in his arms and gradually deepened the kiss.

In the middle of the night, Times Square, which gradually became quiet, looked a little depressed.

Perhaps, the more gorgeous and prosperous it looks on the surface, the more so it is on the inside.

Cold and lonely, even desolate.

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For the next few days, Lin Qinghuan was still in the hospital, and Rong Che would go over to accompany her every day no matter how late it was, and it was one or two o'clock in the morning when he went back several times.

After that time, Rong Che never mentioned buying a wedding ring again, and Lin Qinghuan never mentioned what happened that day, as if it never happened.

On the weekend, Su Lu came to pick up Lin Qinghuan.

Seeing her rosy complexion, she couldn't help teasing: "I said, what about your husband? You look more energetic than me, okay!"

Lin Qinghuan came out of the bathroom while tying her hair, her tone was rather helpless: "You think I'd like to stay here every day, it's like going to jail."

When the word "prison" was mentioned, Lin Qinghuan couldn't help but pause.

"Rong Che made me sit in prison for five years. Even if I can't do anything to him now, it's not easy to challenge you."

Even now, thinking of that person's voice, Lin Qinghuan still couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

Therefore, Rong Che let her stay here because of that person.

Taking rest is just an excuse.

Seeing her staring blankly in place, Su Lu frowned involuntarily: "What's wrong?"

Lin Qinghuan raised her head to look at her belatedly, not fast enough, came back to her senses and shook her head with a chuckle: "It's nothing."

Su Lu did not doubt that he was there: "Oh." Then she urged: "Then have you packed up? The time is short, we should go there."

Lin Qinghuan nodded, then went to get the bag she put in the cabinet, and followed her out: "Then let's go quickly."

Take the elevator to the underground parking lot, walk to the place where Su Lu parked, open the door to get in the car, start the car and leave the hospital, and on the main road, Su Lu said: "By the way, the psychological counselor I told you about last time Things, what are your plans? Do you want to make an appointment for you?"

Lin Qinghuan hesitated: "These days, Rong Che won't let me go anywhere, if I find another time..."

I'm afraid it will be difficult.

Su Lu frowned: "I won't let you go anywhere? What are you doing? Even if he has a crazy desire to control you and restricts your personal freedom, is there any law?"

Lin Qinghuan didn't know how to explain it for a while, she put her hand on the car window casually, and said with a bit of helplessness in her voice, "It's not what you think, he... is also for me, right?"

"For you is for you, is it for you?" Su Lu smiled unkindly: "I see him, even if he has a crazy desire to control, he is afraid that you will go out and contact other men."

Lin Qinghuan was speechless.

Su Lu only cared about driving, so naturally she didn't know her reaction, she still said to herself: "Especially Shen Fengyan, you two used to be lovers, and now you are still working before, how could Rong Che bear it!"

Lin Qinghuan still didn't speak, and remained silent.

Only then did Su Lu realize that something was wrong, she turned her head and glanced at her, and saw that her brows and eyes were slightly closed, with a pensive expression on her face, her brows could not help but twisted, and her tone was a little puzzled: "What's the matter?"

Lin Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, laid her fingers on her temples leisurely, rubbed them gently, and said with a bit of melancholy in her voice, "Su Lu, to be honest, do you think I'm the kind of watery woman?"