Prison love addiction, the president is too dangerous

372 "What I said just now was a bit rude, I'm sorry, it doesn't mean anything to give this to you, it's just that after you have used this product yourself, you can better understand whether they are really as perfect as you said, and you are really very Beautiful, this rose one really matches you."

After Song Ning finished speaking, he handed it to her. With clean eyes, he nodded slightly, and left without saying goodbye.

Such an attitude is like a spring breeze blowing on the face, which makes people feel very comfortable.

The lady at the counter watched her leave, she was so well-bred.

After buying a few small things needed, it seemed a bit early to go home, so Song Ning was killing time in the coffee shop.

The coffee at home is definitely not worse than here, but she still likes the quietness of the cafe in the afternoon, and the aroma of coffee still wafting through the room.

Raising his eyes, he saw a very beautiful woman with a hint of sadness in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

She is Jane Man, that's right, she won't mistake anyone.

"Jane Man?"

Song Ning called softly, and Jian Man also looked at Song Ning in disbelief.

She walked a few steps and stood in front of Song Ning, and said in surprise: "Song Ning, it's you, is it really you?"

They haven't seen each other for many years. After graduating from school and separating, I heard that she has gone to a foreign country.

The two women seemed to have found long-lost friends in the cafe, talking about their lives after being separated for the past few years...

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The servants at home have already cleaned up and went back. For the convenience of going to work, Yuan Lie didn’t go back to live in Yuan’s old house after getting married. Instead, he bought two sets on the top floor of a high-end apartment in the center of the city. After getting through, they became very large. , I usually sort it out myself.

The Yuan family's servants would also come once every two days. At that time, she would probably go out for a walk and come back after noon.

Sometimes I gossip like today, and sometimes I go to my father’s company to have lunch with him, but today I met Jian Man, and the two of them chatted quite speculatively, I just sighed, why is such a beautiful person just a newlywed Encountered such a terrible thing.

With some sighs in my heart, I picked up the soap in the bag, unpacked it, and took it to Yuan Lie's room.

In his matching bathroom, in the silver-gray soap box, the soap was almost used up.

In the laundry box were the shirts and suits he had changed. The young girl from the professional dry cleaners hadn’t come to take them away. She picked up the shirts and folded them on the sink, and then picked up the suits. He looked good in the suits, wide and wide. Her shoulders, her long bones.

She blushed a little when she thought of it, the craziest thing she did in her life was seeing her agree to his marriage proposal.

But she had loved him for so many years, and he existed in her fantasy like a dream, so when he proposed to her, she pinched her leg secretly, and it really hurt, proving that everything was not illusory.

Gently inhaling his scent on the suit, just like his gentle smile.

However, suddenly his eyes froze, and there was a hair wrapped around the button of the black suit.

The light white fingers are twirled thinly, very long, but not black, nor straight hair.

It's not her hair.

Besides, her hair wouldn't get tangled in his buttons, because he said that he would give her time to get used to him, so the intimacy between husband and wife would end with a light kiss from him.

This long curly hair seemed to have thrown a stone into the lake of her peaceful heart, causing waves to ripple round and round, which could never calm down again.

She recited it gently in Sanskrit, and when she wanted to recite it until her heart was free from any worries, tears suddenly filled her eyes.

How can she not see, listen or speak, how can she not worry about it, he is her demon.

Sit quietly in the room until night falls.

At seven o'clock, with the sound of the door opening, she got into the quilt lightly, as if she hadn't seen each other.

Yuan Lie looked at the empty living room, she was not sitting on the sofa reading a book, there was no smell of tea in the air.

The light and delicious dinner she cooked was not on the table.

Usually he would come back when there was no special explanation, and she would prepare dinner and wait for him, but today was a little different.

Pushing open the door of her room, the room was pitch black, but through the light from the living room, she could still see her small figure curled up in the quilt, and she fell asleep.

Yuan Lie smiled, and closed the door casually. Song Ning was really different. If she went to live in the mountains for a while, she probably wouldn't feel bored. How can modern people fall asleep after seven o'clock?

She went out today.

There are new flowers in the living room, but she can match the small unknown flowers elegantly.

Maybe they are tired from shopping, otherwise they would sit on the sofa and watch discs together after dinner. The original old movies in foreign languages ​​are her favorite, from "La Traviata" to "Gone with the Wind" and from "Broken Soul" Bridge" to "Jane Eyre".

Although these videos are long, he can still watch her with great interest. When he sees tears in her eyes sometimes, he almost has the urge to kiss her.

There was a sudden burst of dryness and heat, and I moved my muscles and bones.

Occasionally, she would sleep like this early until dawn, but it was the first time she hadn't cooked dinner for him. After thinking about it, she gently closed the door and turned to go out.

In the bedroom, she sat up gently with red eyes, heard the sound of the door opening, and dialed a phone: "Feilong, help me follow this car, the license plate is xxxxx, and don't tell my dad."

This is the bodyguard who has followed her since she was a child, and besides her father, she is the most trustworthy person.

In the middle of the night, she heard the sound of the door opening, and she closed her eyes softly and in despair.

How long have you been married?

She seemed to live in a beautiful bubble that could be pierced with a single hair.

She still clearly remembered the phone call from Feilong half an hour ago: "Miss, my uncle's car has entered No. 12 Yongyu Mountain Villa. I checked it, and it is also a house under my uncle's name. There is a woman named Liu in it." Li, I have lived here for several years."

"Feilong, Dad has a bad heart. If you are really loyal, you can't tell him anything, do you understand?"

She only confessed one sentence, because she knew what was the most capable thing to make Feilong obedient.

Sitting in front of the bed, I realized that she was the most ridiculous woman in the world.

In the dark, she remembered Tagore's words: the world has kissed my soul wifh its pain, asking fou its return in songs. The world has kissed my soul wifh its pain, asking fou its return in songs. "

She loves him so much, but he only gives her painful kisses.

Life is a one-way ticket with no return. There is no rehearsal, and every game is broadcast live.

If possible, she would like to never see each other again, because clean things are dirty if they are dirty, and her world is black and white, and there is a clear distinction between them.

But she can always think of her father, the only man in the world who loves her for nothing is her father from the inside out, every time she sees her happy face when he takes him home.

She felt that her father even treated Yuan Lie cautiously sometimes.

Therefore, in return, she must temporarily maintain such a ridiculous marriage.

Fortunately, she is still clean, she no longer thinks about why this man married her, maybe it is just like the commercial interests that are speculated in the market, don't want to, thinking about it will only increase troubles.

Some things, no matter how much you love, you have to give up, and some things, no matter how bitter you are, you have to swallow them.

In fact, Song Ning looks like a very simple and innocent girl, but the simpler she is, the stronger and invincible she is in her heart.

After getting up in the morning, changing clothes, and leaving the room, Yuan Lie smelled something different.

She didn't even make breakfast, and left a note saying she was on a trip to Nepal.

She is not like Liu Li, Liu Li likes to go to Paris, France or to the most beautiful foreign islands for vacation, entangled with him under the blue sky and white clouds.

He wasn't a stingy financier, but her monthly bills were pretty decent, too.

Yuan Lie would look at their consumption occasionally when he was bored, she didn't like fancy clothes and beautiful diamonds, Song Ning liked to buy books, all kinds of original movie discs, although they were not cheap, her spending was almost a fraction of Liu Li's.

He remembered that after getting married, he gave her a card, and she smiled embarrassedly: "I have it myself."

Of course he knew that with Song Xiong's temper, how could it be possible for his daughter to be in a tight spot.

But he still handed it over to her: "Song Ning, you are my wife. This is my responsibility as a husband. Please don't refuse this. I know you have a lot of money, but from now on, you must use this A card."

When holding her little white hand, she blushed and agreed.

They are completely different. I don't know why, but I think of her more and more recently.

Even when Liu Li sat on his body yesterday, twisting and screaming until the moment he arrived, he was distracted thinking, what would it be like if she arrived?

Before he could enjoy himself, he pushed her away, lit a cigarette and sat on the chair. The woman who had fallen on the floor was crawling over, looking at him in disbelief, but he left without nostalgia.

My heart was in a mess, and I dialed her phone: "Song Ning, why didn't you tell me earlier when you went on a trip, if you have time, I can accompany you."

His voice on the other end of the phone was as moist and pleasant as ever.

"No, I also saw this book temporarily. I suddenly wanted to go to the place mentioned in the book, so I set off." There was nothing wrong with the woman's voice on the phone.

He confessed a few words to be careful, but she said she was in a hurry to board the plane and hung up.

Liu Li was sitting on the sofa in the villa, with a sly smile on her beautiful face: "Mother Zhang, how are things going?"

The voice of the middle-aged woman on the phone was a bit rough: "Miss Liu, I have done everything you told me, and you must do what you say."

"You took 10 yuan for a single hair, and you are really earning a lot of money. Don't worry, as long as you take good care of them, I will not treat you badly. From now on, the housekeeper of the Yuan family's old house will be yours." Zhang Ma is the old man of the Yuan family. Mother Yuan likes Song Ning very much as a servant in the house. She thinks that the people invited outside are not at ease, so she asks Zhang Ma to clean her every other day. Poor Mother Yuan probably doesn't know that her good little daughter-in-law is still a Little virgin. Female.

Apart from her good family background, how could Song Ning compare to her.

She had waited so long, but he married someone else after all.

Originally, she also thought that this was just some expedient measure on his part, because she knew from Zhang Ma's mouth that the two of them had never lived in the same room, and Yuan Lie had never touched her.

But recently it has become more and more strange, the time he stays here is getting shorter and shorter, and the frequency of coming here is getting less and less, and he will be distracted when she tries her best to serve him.

This all showed a phenomenon, he was thinking about others.

So as long as he has a trump card in his hand, he can live a stable life, but he never gives such an opportunity, he is very cautious.

When Song Ning came back calmly, Fei Hu was already waiting for her at the airport: "Miss, I have already done everything you ordered, do you want to have a look?"

Fei Hu said with some embarrassment that my uncle was gloomy and a little scary when he did that, I'm afraid the lady might vomit blood when she saw it.

"give it to me."

Feihu took out a small thing from his pocket, Song Ning seemed to be very tired, he didn't want to say anything more, so he explained directly.

"Send me to the bank." She didn't want to look at it, but when she needed it, she had the most powerful weapon. He couldn't ask her for anything, and she could easily divorce.

This disgusting secret was locked in the bank's long safe. She would never read this secret for fear that reading it would turn into a nightmare for her life.

She will have a future life, she promised her father to have two children, if it is a girl, she will be named Tang Nianzhen, to commemorate her grandmother, her intelligent mother who died young.

Do everything well Song Ning whispered: "Feihu, thank you."

Song Ning looked at this servant who had been following her since she was a teenager. If he hadn't come to pick her up six years ago, the car had crashed and he had arrived a little later, she would not have seen Yuan Lie, and would not have Will fall into a prison from now on.

All of this is an arrangement of fate, and there is no way to avoid it.

"Miss, if necessary, Feihu can do it for Miss by giving up his life." Feihu looked at Miss firmly, since he was young, he felt that no one was more perfect than Miss.

She is a wise man, only a blind person like Yuan Lie can be like this.

"No, Feihu, don't pay for other people's faults. We just need to live our simple life well. No matter how beautiful life is, we have to go through the baptism of purgatory. This is the baptism of my life. Let me complete it by myself .” Song Ning looked at the loyal servant, smiled and waved his hands and said no.

She had to make a parting, giving up her love for him, in order to win her freedom, but how difficult it was, it was a bloody parting.

Life is still so unhurried.

He still went home at sunset, watching discs and drinking tea with her quietly at home.

Song Ning often looked at him from another angle, but the scene in the alley made her sink into the mud. The sunset that day was beautiful, and when it shone on his side face, it seemed to be so beautiful that it was so heart-warming. It is covered with gold, like a god in ancient Greek mythology.

All sentient beings will be confused by hues, it's not her fault alone, isn't it?

After thinking about it, he smiled lightly.

He didn't notice her at the time, he hugged the beautiful long-haired girl, he was just a sentient being who was deluded by appearance, so why blame him.

She just wasn't born with a good look.

Yuan Lie felt that something was changing quietly. Recently, she often lost her mind, and would go back to her room early to sleep.

Her thoughtful appearance annoyed him, what was she thinking, he had no way to explore her heart, he didn't know what she was thinking.

Her IQ may be on par with his. Although outsiders say that the lady of the Song family is very simple, in fact, simplicity is a kind of real great wisdom.

She is proficient in at least four languages, especially Sanskrit, a small language such as Spanish. She used to read books in the original language day and night, and fell asleep on the sofa at dawn.

The phone rang, Yuan Lie glanced at it, and answered the phone: "Nan Tian, ​​what do you want me to do at such a late hour?"

The man on the other end of the phone seemed to be trying hard to suppress the anger that was about to explode: "Come out for a drink."

The gloomy tone is like a storm coming on the sea.

Huo Nantian pushed open the door, and looked at the little woman who was sitting by the window in a daze, hoarfrost came out of her little mouth, and "far" was written on the glass window.

Now he must leave her immediately, stay far away, otherwise, it is impossible to guarantee that he will be unbearable and want to tear her apart. This damned woman should really teach her a lesson, but You just can't bear it?