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

After a while, a bowl of soup will bottom out.

"You go to sleep first." Ouyang Chen settled Murong Wu and went downstairs.

Sitting on the sofa downstairs, Bei Ming saw Ouyang Chen coming down, and asked, "Did she fall asleep?"

"Nothing to do with you".

When Bei Ming heard Ouyang Chen's words, he felt a gust of chilly wind blowing by, and felt the hairs on his back stand on end.

He found that as soon as Ouyang Chen met Murong Wu, he would lose his composure, and when others mentioned Murong Wu, he would be as if he had taken explosives, making it unreasonable.

If Ouyang Chen is a dragon, then Murong Wu is his inverse scale, a dragon has an inverse scale, touching it will kill you.

He still understood the reasoning, shook his shoulders to express his indifference, and closed his mouth embarrassingly.

"Are you ready?"

There were already two glasses of red wine on the table, Ouyang Chen handed Bei Ming a glass, picked it up himself, and leaned on the sofa.

Bei Ming didn't answer his question, but actually put the red wine on the table, got up and looked at the villa, and talked about an irrelevant topic: "Ouyang Chen, your house is well decorated, not bad".

"I forgot".

Bei Ming looked at Ouyang Chen's [-]-[-] million tugging appearance, rolled his eyes and said: "If you forget, forget it, anyway, you didn't decorate it", Bei Ming said calmly.

Ouyang Chen frowned, and looked at Bei Ming with a deep gaze, as if he was asking how did you know?

Bei Ming walked around and sat back on the sofa again, took a sip of red wine, and then said leisurely: "A few months before you disappeared, she searched for you like crazy, for more than three months For more than 100 days, it was almost to the point of not eating or drinking, and most of the time it was supported by drips."

Ouyang Chen unconsciously clenched the wine glass tightly, fixed his eyes on the flickering red wine in the glass, his eyes were deep and he didn't know what to think.

"Of course I haven't seen any of these. I heard them all. You know that there are only two results. One is exaggerated and the other is shrunk. Which one do you think it is?" Bei Ming asked back.

In fact, he couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was, but he felt inexplicably distressed when he said this, so distressed that he almost suffocated.

He took a deep breath and continued: "Three months, six months, one year, everyone thought you were dead, and when everyone gave up, she was still looking for you."

Following Bei Ming's words, Ouyang Chen's gaze seemed to return to a long time ago.

"Ouyang Chen, your hair is turning gray." Murong Wu said excitedly as she lay on Ouyang Chen's back, twisting the white snow from his hair.

"Are we growing old forever?" Murong Wu continued to ask, catching the falling snowflakes with one hand.

"of course".

Ouyang Chen frowned, such a picture flashed in his mind.

Qingshan is not old at all, but only white-haired.

"In the beginning, I thought we were on opposite sides, so I didn't like you no matter what. Later, I was asked to follow Murong Wu`````"

Bei Ming's words did not continue here, as if he was trying his best to suppress the surging emotions in his heart.

"and then?"

Bei Ming took a deep breath, looked at Ouyang Chen and said, "I followed her for three months, and during these three months, I followed her all over half of the world, from here to there, leaving with hope and returning with disappointment , without exception."

At this point, Bei Ming stopped continuing, Ouyang Chen frowned even tighter, with a sound of "wow", the wine glass was crushed abruptly, red wine mixed with blood flowed out, it was extraordinarily bright.