Hidden Marriage in a Rich Family: The Daughter Wife of a Billionaire CEO

Murong Wu leaned against the wall with her eyes tightly closed, letting the water splash down from her head, she couldn't tell whether it was tears or water hanging on her face.

She had imagined how they would meet. When they met, she could smile and say to him: "Long time no see".

Then he will reply: "Are you okay".

Such a scene has been fantasized in her mind thousands of times, but in the end it turns out that they meet each other but don't know each other, but this is better than only fantasizing but not seeing each other again.

The current Murong Wu wants to be grateful the most, thank God for letting him live, and living is the root of everything.

Ouyang Chen sat on the sofa and stared at the door of the bedroom, as if trying to see through the door.

In fact, Ouyang Chen was glad that Murong Wu appeared on the engagement, he didn't know why he had that kind of thought about a woman he had only met once, but he felt at ease when he appeared.

This meeting today is the second time in a formal sense, and only two times, it made him haunted by the thought of this, shaking his head, and said to himself: "What is she playing tricks on me?" Soul medicine?"

"It's not the ecstasy drug, it's just hooking your soul away." Bei Ming's voice came from the balcony: "You can't even find me in this way, you can do it." When the time comes to kill him, even if he fails, half the battle is already achieved.

"Why are you here again?" Ouyang Chen looked disgusted.

In fact, it wasn't that Ouyang Chen didn't notice it, but that Bei Ming had no killing intent, so Ouyang Chen automatically ignored it.

Ouyang Chen turned around and looked at Bei Ming, he suddenly felt very familiar, he was different from the Bei Ming he knew before, and was a little absent-minded for a while.

"Hey, you lost your soul", looking at Ouyang Chen who was not in the state, Bei Ming couldn't help but want to tease: "You will have a sad life in the future, Madam is furious, I wish I could tear you apart".

Ouyang Chen looked at Bei Ming's embellished appearance and was really embarrassed. Just as he was about to speak, the bedroom door opened.

Murong Wu was wearing Ouyang Chen's white shirt, which was about fifteen centimeters above her knees. Her half-dry curly hair was casually scattered on her chest, and a few drops of water made her charming and charming.

Seeing Murong Wu coming out, Ouyang Chen stood up abruptly and blocked Bei Ming's eyes, forcefully pushed him over and pushed him to the balcony, and said mercilessly, "You can go wherever you came from." .

Looking at Ouyang Chen's series of actions, Murong Wu laughed out loud, and couldn't help slandering her: she is as domineering as before.

Bei Ming turned downstairs and heard the sound of Ouyang Chen closing the window and locking it, and suddenly felt a feeling of hatred for iron.

"How did you get out?"

Murong Wu glanced in the direction of the balcony, then looked back at Ouyang Chen, with a smile that couldn't be hidden on her face, and said sweetly: "Say good night to you".

"Good night", Ouyang Chen also continued.

Murong Wu responded with a smile, as if she had gone back to the time when she texted good morning, noon and night every day for three days, she turned around and tears fell unconsciously.

Early the next morning, Murong Wu was woken up by the smell of rice. Looking at Ouyang Chen's busy back in the kitchen, it seemed that he had returned to three years ago. The only difference was that Ouyang Chen said less to her, but she didn't mind. Take it easy.

Surrounding him from behind, leaning his head on his shoulder, seemed to find a long-lost sense of familiarity, Ouyang Chen was stunned for a moment, then separated her hand, and moved the direction without a trace.

Murong Wu looked at the arms hanging in the air, and for a moment didn't know how to place them.