Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 097 Do it until you like it (first update 3000) Duan Zijin looked up quietly, without the slightest expression of surprise, and there was a little indifference in his indifference.

Jiang Lin probably knew that she would be noisy in the first few days, so he sent someone to pick her up after five days.

What else could she say now?

All the anger was wiped away, leaving only sadness.

Although he sent her to the detention center in name, he never treated her badly in terms of food and clothing, and his life was even more comfortable than outside.

For five days, Jiang Lin never showed up, not even visiting the prison to say hello once.But Duan Zijin felt that he actually existed quietly in every inch of air around her, like a shadow.

For example, one day, the policeman who was taking care of her pushed her out for a walk. On the way, she left for a few minutes to go to the bathroom, but she was stalked by another man in the detention center with a vicious and wretched face.

In fact, the man only verbally teased her a few words, and the police came back in time, nothing happened.However, the next day, she heard some young people in the detention center chatting and said that the man had offended someone.

Duan Zijin thought that his heart was at peace, but his heart trembled because of their simple chat.

She knows who did it.

Obviously he sent her here with his own hands, but she seemed to hate him even more.

Later, Duan Zijin stopped going out to hang out in her spare time, and just sat by the window lattice and counted the new leaves on the poplar tree outside, and the number of leaves grew more and more every day, making her mind a little confused.

Close your eyes, those green leaves glowing golden under the sun all turned into a handsome and deep face.

She didn't understand Jiang Lin's sudden cruelty.

Thinking of his sad eyebrows and low apology in the ward, she couldn't help clenching her fists...

Jiang Lin is not a person who disregards right and wrong, even if he wants to find a stranger to take the blame, he will definitely settle down his family and give him adequate compensation in all aspects.

What's more, Jiang Lin has feelings for her... maybe not as deep as Yao Bei'er, but at least it's much closer than strangers, how could she be sent here so resolutely and ruthlessly, without even meeting her face? Show one?

At first, she was disheartened and didn't try to figure out the hidden truth carefully.Five days passed, his mood gradually settled down, and after thinking about his attitude from beginning to end, Duan Zijin felt...something was wrong.

The person standing quietly at the door saw her expressionless expression, and sighed softly: "Miss Duan, I'll... pick you up."

Wearing suits and leather shoes, speaking respectfully, it is the humility and kindness that follows the powerful people and has been educated all the year round.

It's Yu Song.

Duan Zijin's eyebrows twitched slightly, and then she couldn't help laughing at herself, what was she expecting?

She rowed the wheelchair to the bedside, and began to pack the clothes in a leisurely manner.

Yu Song was the first to step forward and hold down the backpack in her hand, "Miss Duan, you don't need to take these things out, just leave them in the detention center, sir said... bad luck."

Duan Zijin smiled, with a calm tone and a clear voice, "Then he might as well leave me here too, bad luck to those who have been in the detention center."

Yu Song frowned, "Miss Duan!"

He called out, but didn't know what to say.

He suddenly remembered that the first time he met Duan Zijin, her independent and strong temperament was unforgettable.Even if he didn't open his mouth, the aloofness and aloofness that didn't put others in their eyes seemed to overflow from a pair of bright brown pupils.

But now, she has lost her former sharpness, and she is exaggeratedly quiet and obedient, which actually makes him feel uneasy...

No, it's not so much that it faded, it's better to say that it was worn away by something sharper and hurtful.

Duan Zijin thought about it, why was she embarrassing Yu Song?Anyway, it's not something she bought with money, so just keep it.Take it out...she won't use it anymore.

Yu Song pushed her outside, and when she got out of the dormitory building of the detention center, she realized that it was raining outside at some point.

The sky overhead was shrouded in a layer of haze, but the distance was vaguely clear and open. The rain probably wouldn't last long.

Yu Song put on a raincoat for her, and the wheelchair slid across the cement road, occasionally bringing up water on the ground and splashing it on her shoes.

When the iron door was pulled open, the sound of "squeak" was extremely ear-piercing.

Duan Zijin frowned, all he could see was the Rolls Royce parked quietly across the road.

In the rain and fog, the outline is not very clear, and the water splashes open on the smooth lines of the car body, merge into many strands, and fall down together.

In the dim light of the sky, this car looks even more precious and profound.

A man holding an umbrella stood there silently. His facial features were gentle and elegant, and his temperament was calm and indifferent, which was most suitable for such a rainy day.

The slim woolen coat was hanging on him leisurely, revealing the neat and straight suit and the collar of the smoke gray shirt inside. The trousers were meticulously ironed, only the trousers and the upper of the shoes were wet.

His well-proportioned figure was perfectly complemented by a suit of clothes, like a statue made by a famous artist.

The man remained motionless, letting the rain drip down the umbrella ribs.

It wasn't until the iron gates of the detention center were withdrawn to both sides that the umbrella was lifted up a little under the strength of his hand, which was enough to widen the field of vision in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, he walked up quickly.

Yu Song Mingming put on a raincoat for her, but he still put the umbrella on top of her head.

Duan Zijin was a bit dazed for a moment, unable to take it back.

Why is he here?

His deep and noble voice fell from the sky along with the rain, but the rain did not reach her, but his voice really pierced into her ears.

"I'll do it." With that, he took the armrest of the wheelchair from Yu Song's hand.

It was not talking to her...

Duan Zijin was slightly relieved, and couldn't explain why he was nervous.

Yu Song ran to the car in the light rain, opened the door and opened the trunk.

Duan Zi glanced at the plain poncho on his body, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the dark umbrella.

It wasn't raining much, so it was superfluous to wear a raincoat and an umbrella.

Although Duan Zijin didn't want to take the initiative to talk to him, he was holding an umbrella with one hand and pushing her wheelchair with the other... She could feel that he was struggling.

The friction of the wheels becomes very small in the rain, and the direction is often poorly controlled, and the wheels walk crookedly.

The man behind him seemed to be breathing slightly more heavily, was he annoyed?

Duan Zijin hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "Put the umbrella away."

Hearing her soft voice, Jiang Lin paused for a long time.

Then he said, "I'm not wearing a raincoat."

He did not wear a raincoat.

Duan Zijin couldn't judge his emotions from these five words, so he also gave up, "Oh, good."

At most, it's just walking around in the rain for a while...

When the wheelchair was finally pushed to the side of the car, Jiang Lin handed the umbrella to Yu Song, and it was replaced by another person, the position was still on top of her head.

He personally reached out and took off the poncho on her body, picked her up, and gently put her into the deep part of the carriage, and then sat in by himself.

Yu Song put away the umbrella, folded the wheelchair and put it in the trunk, and trotted into the car.

Duan Zijin looked at Yu Song without saying a word, put on his seat belt and stepped on the accelerator, and the car started to move in an instant.

Only then did she realize that when they got out of the car, the car hadn't turned off.

So the warm air in the car is blowing all the time.

The temperature is just right, not too sticky and hot, but enough to drive away the cold outside.

The man beside him took off his coat and threw it at his feet. From the corner of his eyes, Duan Zijin saw the deep water stains on his coat, and his shoulders were almost soaked.

My heart tightened.

His clothes are so wet, who is he holding an umbrella for?

Jiang Lin seemed to have noticed what she was looking at, and when he raised his eyes to look at her, Duan Zijin turned his head and looked out the window a little bit.

There was a long-lost smile in his eyes, and Yu Song looked over in the mirror, feeling that the whole carriage was warming up.

"What do you want to eat tonight? I'll ask Sister Feng to make you something you like." He said.

I heard that she ate very little every day in the detention center. I don't know if it was because of her poor appetite or the food did not suit her liking.

Duan Zijin stared out the window and didn't reply.

She didn't want to cling to anything, but!

How could Jiang Lin not explain anything, with an open and frank look, as if the old story had been turned over?

"If you don't say anything, I'll have someone pack up all the dishes in Mingyuefang...every kind." Jiang Lin said in a very calm tone, "Or let Sister Feng do whatever she wants. Do it until you like it."

Duan Zijin turned around in an instant and stared at him coldly.

Jiang Lin suddenly smiled, and stroked her hair with warm palms, "Don't prepare to quarrel with me as soon as you come out. If you really want to scold me, you have to fill your stomach first, right?"

Yu Song looked at the road conditions in front of him without squinting.

The hand that clenched the steering wheel revealed his unusual mood.

For six full years by Mr.'s side, had he ever seen Mr. coaxing and intimidating, using both soft and hard methods, exhausting all methods...to make a woman eat?The second is nine o'clock in the evening.