Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

Jiang Manxue was slightly taken aback when she heard Fu Qingye's words.She involuntarily raised her eyes to look at Fu Qingye, and immediately saw his deep eyes, as black as black jade, like the deepest night, but they were full of stars.

No teasing, no teasing, just seriousness and sincerity.

In an instant, all the voices beside my ears became inaudible, as if even time stood still.

Until, a bird chirped softly on the camphor tree outside the window, "Chirp..."

Although the bird's chirping was small, it instantly brought Jiang Manxue back to her senses. She quickly let go of her tie and took a step back, "Thank you, I..."

"Don't rush to refuse." Fu Qingye said softly, "Let's go, didn't you say you were going to the hospital? I'll take you there first."

Jiang Manxue's words were stuck in her throat, and she didn't know what to say, so she finally nodded, "Okay."

In the car, Fu Qingye was dealing with official business, and Jiang Manxue sat beside him quietly, speechless for a while, and the atmosphere was somewhat dull.

She held the phone in her hand, and unconsciously opened the interface, as if she wanted to see if anyone had sent her a message, but there was no one, which made her a little frustrated.

Bored, Fu Qingye suddenly asked: "Since you were so good in middle school, how did you become like this now?"

Jiang Manxue tightened her fingers holding the phone slightly, "During the college entrance examination, I didn't perform well."

Fu Qingye seemed to chuckle lightly, and there seemed to be some slight mockery in the laughter, "This is all an excuse for the weak."

"No!" Jiang Manxue wanted to refute.

Fu Qingye turned his head slightly, his eyes squinted at her, "It's not what?"

Jiang Manxue looked at his calm and indifferent face, her red lips moved slightly, and finally said nothing, "It's nothing."

She didn't want to talk about it, especially with Fu Qingye.

It's too ambiguous, the boundary between her and him is too ambiguous now, it seems that Fu Qingye has stripped her completely from the inside out without knowing it, leaving her with nowhere to hide in front of him.

But Fu Qingye's question brought back her past memories, past, very bad memories.

Before the college entrance examination, the Jiang family was already going downhill. Her original plan to study abroad was put on hold indefinitely. In order to reduce the burden on the family and spend more time with her parents, she finally decided to take the college entrance examination in China.

But, on the most important day of my life.

She is absent.

Almost... died.

It was from then on that she could no longer hold the paintbrush in her hands, and her life entered a new stage, an extremely... gloomy stage.

Thinking of that time, a dim light flashed across Jiang Manxue's eyes.

Suddenly, the phone started to vibrate and almost slipped from her hand. She quickly clicked on it, and it was a new text message.

Sender: Lu Sichen.

News: Under the banyan tree in the park in the middle of the street, come quickly.

Jiang Manxue's eyes suddenly widened, a little unbelievable, Lu Sichen hadn't sent her a text message for a long time, and it had been three months since Lu Sichen sent her a text message last time.

But at this time today, Lu Sichen actually... sent her a text message.

Jiang Manxue quickly slammed on the car door and shouted anxiously: "Stop, stop, I want to get out of the car."

The driver in the driver's seat, Lao Chen, glanced at Fu Qingye in the rearview mirror. Fu Qingye stopped looking at the documents in his hands, and said with a blank expression, "Aren't you going to the hospital?"

"I'm not going, I'm not going, stop here, I'll get off here." Jiang Manxue turned her head to look at Fu Qingye, with a hint of joy in her eyes.

Fu Qingye's face darkened, "Okay, Lao Chen, stop the car."

Lao Chen stepped on the brakes, and the tires of the Bentley suddenly scraped on the ground and stopped on the side of the street.

Jiang Manxue opened the door and got out of the car, then waved to Fu Qingye in the car, "Fu Qingye, thank you."

Fu Qingye didn't look at her, but looked down at the document, his brows were full of indifference and indifference.

Old Chen glanced at Jiang Manxue who was smiling, and suddenly said to Fu Qingye: "Master, the weather forecast says it will rain today, there is an umbrella in the car, let Miss Jiang bring one."

Fu Qingye replied in a cold voice without raising his head: "No need, since she is willing to get in the rain, let her get in."

Lao Chen stopped talking, and sighed faintly.

The Bentley drove away quickly, and the slender girl appeared in the rearview mirror. She was bouncing around, her skirt swayed for a while, bringing out tiny rays of light, full of joy and sorrow, charming and innocent And sweet and girly.

Jiang Manxue squeezed her phone, her heart full of joy.

Lu Sichen looked for her, took the initiative to look for her, did he still love her?She knew that Lu Sichen would not be so ruthless.

Anyway, he is Lu Sichen, the Lu Sichen who can give everything for her.

Jiexin Park is not far from here, and Jiang Manxue walked there in less than ten minutes.

The closer she got to the banyan tree, the happier Jiang Manxue felt.

She always remembered this place. This was the place where Lu Sichen and her first dated back then, and it was filled with many memories of them.He walked around under the banyan tree with her on his back, sketching with her...

She sat there drawing, and he was willing to stand still as a model for her.

When it was cold, he would hold the milk cup to his chest just to give her a sip of hot...

There are so many good memories, I can't finish talking about one day and one night.

Jiang Manxue looked at the huge banyan tree, her brows and eyes were full of happy smiles, she sat under the banyan tree, called Lu Sichen, rang a few times, but hung up there.

"Maybe I'm busy..." Jiang Manxue said to herself, and then sent him a text message.

"I have arrived."

After sending the text message, she quietly sat under the banyan tree and waited.

A gust of wind blows, the sky is gray, and there is a faint sound of thunder. People doing morning exercises in the park gradually pack up their things and prepare to go home.

Jiang Manxue looked at the sky, "It won't be raining."

She called Lu Sichen again, but the phone still didn't answer, she quickly sent him another text message, "I'm here, how long have you been here? It seems to be raining, remember to bring an umbrella, don't get caught in the rain caught."

Soon, the text message came.

Sender: Lu Sichen

Message: Got it, I'll be there soon.

Jiang Manxue's face suddenly burst into a joyful smile. She held the phone and gently stroked the message, her eyes were full of tenderness and affection.

But after a while, there were raindrops falling, at first it was just a few drops, and then it turned into a torrential rain, splashing, splashing...

The heavy rain washed away the banyan tree, and also covered Jiang Manxue. She wanted to hide from the rain, but there was no shelter nearby. She hurriedly called Lu Sichen, but Lu Sichen's phone couldn't get through. Suddenly, my phone turned off automatically.

"No way, why is the battery running out again?!" Jiang Manxue was a little discouraged, she frantically tapped her phone, but it didn't respond for a long time.

Her mobile phone is relatively old, and it is probably about to break down, so it always turns off automatically like this.

The rain was so heavy that it drenched her inside and out in an instant. She wanted to leave, but she was afraid that Lu Sichen would not find her when he arrived, and she was even more afraid of his disappointment, so she gritted her teeth immediately, "Forget it, Just wait a little longer."

She hid in a place with many leaves, hoping to get less rain, but how could such a heavy rain be blocked by these leaves, the raindrops hit her face, and she felt a dull pain. She shuddered all over...

I don't know how long it took, but Lu Sichen still didn't come.

In the heavy rain, there was no pedestrian, and it was desolate and lonely.

Only the girl in the skirt under the banyan tree hugged herself tightly in the heavy rain.

She is waiting for someone, or rather, she is waiting for a hope.