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

Lin Qinghuan looked at him, raised the corners of her mouth casually, looked at Song Chi, and remained silent for a while before saying, "But I'm very passive."

And who do these come from?
Song Chi pulled the corner of his mouth, and then, with his brows and eyes slightly closed, he took a deep breath and said again: "But things are already like this..."

"But I don't like being passive all the time."

Lin Qinghuan still looked at him, saying every word in a firm but calm tone.

Song Chi's slender fingers idly pinched the pen in his hand, and after a while, he looked up at her: "There are some things that you don't like, and you can change them."

Lin Qinghuan was a little hesitant, but she soon felt relieved.

As expected, nothing surprising.

As she said, she doesn't like to put herself in a completely passive state, so she wants to remember all those things she can't remember all at once.

Ever since she knew about Song Chi's relationship with the Song family, Lin Qinghuan was convinced that it was no accident that what Song Chi wanted would appear by her side.

Coupled with the trivial things that Lu Huai told her.

and so……

It was reasonable for her to suspect that Song Chi knew something.

So, I didn't want to let myself continue to be passive, so I came to him.

She had never called Song Chi that way before, so Song Chi was obviously terrified the moment she heard her call him brother.

And the next sentence: What I told you may not be all...

He still knew.

It's just that I don't want to say it.

Lin Qinghuan turned sideways, curled up on the sofa like a baby, pulled the blanket covering her body to a suitable position, and ignored Song Chi.

Close your eyes and rest.

She needs to rest.

Because, recently, she has always been in a state of being in a state of war.

Maybe it would be better to make myself less tired?
Here in Song Chi, she would always fall asleep easily, and after a while, she felt a little groggy.

Compared to Lin Qinghuan's plainness, Song Chi was a little... unable to calm down.

From the time she came here to now, she just said a few words to him, but Song Chi always had the feeling... as if he had done something stupid.

In the end is... what is wrong.

His eyes fell on Lin Qinghuan, who had his back turned to him, and he slowly recalled every word she said, even the meaning of every word.

However, when the sentence I told you didn't necessarily all jump out, Song Chi seemed to be splashed with a bucket of ice water from head to toe.

He stared at her blankly, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes gradually filled with incredulity, and even his words were so uncertain: "You... plot against me?"

"kindness?"

Lin Qinghuan only heard someone talking to her, but she didn't hear it very clearly.

I don't know if she has been hypnotized by him too many times, she has hinted in her heart, or what is going on.

Even subconsciously in a state of complete prevention and control, he can clearly hear him speak, and even answer his questions.

However, Song Chi didn't want her to face him in this state, he hoped that she was fully awake now.

"Get up!" Song Chi couldn't help raising his voice a little.

Lin Qinghuan woke up startled, turned to look at him, frowned slightly, and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong?"

"Are you avoiding me, not seeing me, or even rejecting me, all because you are waiting for a word from me today?"

Lin Qinghuan hesitated a little.

She knew that Song Chi would definitely understand what she meant, but she didn't expect it to be so fast.

However, since he already knows, then she has nothing to hide: "Yes."

She looked at him, her clear eyebrows and eyes were full of frankness and straightforwardness: "As I said, I don't like to keep myself in a passive state."

"Then why me!" Song Chi was still puzzled: "Rong Che, Yan Ming or Qi Ran...why do you have to plot against me?"

Lin Qinghuan took a deep breath, propped himself up on the sofa, and then smiled at him apologetically: "Rong Che is wary of me, Yan Ming or Qi Ran...they are completely out of my control, I can't predict what kind of influence they will have on me..."

"So it can only be me?"

At first, Song Chi was indeed a little angry.

But gradually, I got used to it, just a little helpless.

Naturally, Lin Qinghuan saw all his emotions.

The corner of her mouth raised casually, her smile was full of self-mockery: "So, what a bad person I was before, whether it's you or Rong Che, sometimes I can't help showing such a love-hate relationship expression..."

As if he was being told, the corners of Song Chi's mouth gradually became more mocking, his eyes moved away, and he smiled helplessly: "Who is born to want to be a bad person again?"

Lin Qinghuan raised her eyebrows slightly: "So, I was also forced to do so?"

Song Chi didn't deny it, his brows and eyes were slightly closed, and his voice was low and sad: "Those... are not your fault."

"So... whose fault is it?"

Song Chi didn't speak.

It's just that there is a voice echoing in my heart: it's all their fault.

But, he couldn't get rid of the relationship after all.

His silence was also expected by Lin Qinghuan, her eyes fell on him, and finally, she let out a deep sigh of relief and lay down again: "Don't call me anymore, I want to sleep for a while."

This time, Song Chi didn't make any sense.

Carefully put the banknotes in his hand on the small table next to him, got up and went out.

After reaching the door, the assistant stepped forward: "Boss, the master is in the living room."

Song Chi Qingjun's eyes trembled slightly: "Why is he here?"

"Say yes..." As he spoke, he glanced at his office.

Song Chi understood, fell silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "Go and call Rong Che and ask him to come over quickly."

The assistant did so immediately.

living room.

Song Li'an stood in front of an oil painting with his hands behind his back, staring at it intently. When he heard someone behind him push the door in, he shook his fingers slightly, but he still focused on the painting and did not turn around.

"Dad..." Song Chi walked not far behind him, and called him.

After a while, he finally opened his mouth to answer: "En."

Then, he was still looking at the painting and didn't say anything.

Song Chi frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

The entire reception room was so quiet that even the breathing of the two could be heard.

But Song Chi couldn't help it.

I don't know how long it took before Song Li'an took his eyes off the oil painting, walked delicately to the chair and sat down, without looking at Song Chi, took a sip from the teacup, and then slowly said: "If I didn't remember If it's wrong, that painting was painted on Qing Huan's tenth birthday, right?"

Song Chi raised his eyes and glanced at the oil painting, it was a field of pink roses in full bloom, it was her once beautiful and pure dream.

It's just a broken dream.

It's not that Song Chi doesn't know Song Li'an's reason for coming, but he just waited for him to speak.

However, even though the old man of the Song family always said that Song Li'an was cowardly, he came out of the hail of bullets, even if he was cowardly, he was much stronger than him.

So, in the end, he still couldn't hold his breath: "Dad, it's not appropriate to meet her now."

Song Li'an's hand movements paused for a while, but he quickly returned to normal. He smiled leisurely, then put the teacup in his hand on the table, calmly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is my of course I know."

"Then..." Song Chi looked at him with doubts in his eyes.

Song Li'an raised the corners of his lips casually, with a gentle and casual smile: "I happened to pass by you when I came out to attend a meeting, and I just wanted to come and have a look. I didn't expect to meet Qing Huan."

Song Chi breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Li'an continued: "How is Qing Huan's relationship with Rong Che recently? Are you okay?"

"It's pretty good." Song Chi's gaze moved elsewhere involuntarily: "I'm not very clear about the details."

Song Li'an nodded thoughtfully: "That's good."

…………

When Rong Che came to Song Chi's side, Song Li'an had already left, and Lin Qinghuan was still sleeping.

Regarding this, Rong Che was also a little puzzled: "Why did she come to you suddenly?"

Song Chi opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally laughed at himself: "Remember it."

Rong Che looked at him, searching in his eyes: "Really?"

Song Chi didn't shy away from it, and chuckled lightly: "If Mr. Rong really wants to know, wouldn't it be more convenient for you to ask her directly when she wakes up?"

In fact, Lin Qinghuan plotted against Song Chi, so she plotted against Rong Che.

Otherwise, how could Rong Che not know why she came here.

It's no wonder that Lin Qinghuan is so tired. He has to think about so many things all day, so of course he will be tired.

Rong Che couldn't ask anything from Song Chi's mouth, it was useless after all.

Originally, he wanted to wait for Lin Qinghuan to wake up before taking her back, but since he and Song Chi had nothing to say, even though Lin Qinghuan was still asleep, Rong Che took her away directly.

Lin Qinghuan didn't sleep very deeply, she woke up not long after, but at this moment Rong Che had already carried her into the elevator.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Rong Che's face. He was a little startled, but soon returned to normal, with a slight frown, and a bit of doubt in his tone: "Did Song Chi call you here?"

It seems that this is the only possibility.

Rong Che didn't deny it: "Don't you go home and stay with him when you're tired? Those who don't know think I've bullied you and can't even go home?"

amount……

If you think about it carefully, there really is such a meaning.

Although her relationship with the Song family has never been made public, she and Rong Che knew each other well.

Don't you come here to complain if you don't go home when you're tired and go to rest with her brother?
But, thinking about it this way, this is the ending again...

Lin Qinghuan thought it was quite funny: "But now, it looks more like a poor little daughter-in-law who failed to sue and was forcibly sent back to her in-law's house by her natal family!"

"Are you still pitiful?"

The elevator door opened, Rong Che went out with Lin Qinghuan in his arms, and said a little wronged: "Between the two of us, I am obviously the one who gets bullied."

Lin Qinghuan flattened the corners of her mouth, and said confidently: "Why, you are not happy!"

Rong Che lowered his head and kissed her forehead, his eyes full of doting: "Yes, very willing!"