After the flash marriage, it was discovered that her husband was the richest man

She lowered her eyes slightly, her eyelids drooped, full of depression and helplessness.

The man hugged her from behind. Luo Luo and Tong Wan took a step back, both looking at her with distressed eyes.

Lu Yinghuai hugged her tightly, using his arms with all his strength, and his voice was extremely low and hoarse, as if it came from the deepest part of his throat.

He said, "I'm sorry, Xinxin, I'm sorry."

He had almost never been afraid in his life, but ever since he received Xia Long's call, he had been afraid that she would blame him.

In the past few days, he had seen her always calm and silent, and the panic in his heart expanded without limit.

Sometimes I even felt that she didn't want to talk to him and wanted to draw a clear line with him, so I tried my best to find various reasons to talk to her.

She would look at him and talk to him without seeming to blame him.

But the uneasiness continued to accumulate and expand, and he would even rather she cry hysterically, lose her temper, make trouble, and vent all her emotions.

But she didn't, she just remained silent, and he couldn't tell what was going on in her mind.

An Xin raised her head from his arms and looked at the man's cold and tense handsome face under the black umbrella. She stretched out her hand and gently touched his outline, "Lu Yinghuai..." Started by

He looked down at her, staring closely at her face, his pupils tightening at her sudden call.

He held her like this, and she could clearly feel his tight body.

She said, "I want to..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the man in front of her suddenly withdrew his umbrella, threw it aside, then picked her up and walked out of the cemetery, saying, "It's too cold, I'll see grandma next time." I’ll take you home first and then have something to eat. You haven’t eaten much in the past few days, and if you continue like this, your body will break down.”

An Xin was hugged by him and put her arms on his shoulders. Looking at his clear and handsome side face, her heart felt soft and sad.

He lowered his head and kissed her face again, and said in a low voice, "I'll cook it for you, okay? After that, you can take a bath and then have a good sleep."

She was silent, and then rested her chin on his shoulder, looking at the tombstone that was gradually moving away in a daze.

"Why did you just leave the umbrella somewhere? I can hold it up."

The man lowered his head, pressed his face against hers, and said in a low voice, "It doesn't matter, it's only a few minutes away. If it's cold, you can take a bath when you get back. You can have dinner just in time."

An Xin looked at him for a long time before saying, "Okay then."

The man's constricted pupils slowed down, and his body was no longer so tense.

He carried her into the car, started the engine, and turned on the heater in the car.The warm wind blew away the steep cold of spring, but it could not dispel the haze in my heart.

An Xin looked out the car window. The sky was low and gloomy, but the inside of the car was warm and quiet. The drizzle and cold wind were blocked outside the car, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

*

When we returned to the villa, it was already evening. In winter, the days are short and it gets dark very early. Especially on rainy days, it becomes increasingly gloomy and gloomy.

The villa is brightly lit and heated, making it more comfortable than the car.

After changing her shoes and walking in, Ma Li brought a cup of hot tea over with sharp eyes, "Miss, it's cold, you will feel better if you drink a cup of hot tea. It has been brewing for a while, and it shouldn't be hot now."

An Xin took it with a smile on her lips, "Thank you, Mother Li."

&nbs> She took a few sips, then returned the empty cup to Li's mother, "Then I'll go up and take a shower first."

Lu Yinghuai lowered his eyes and stared at her face, "Okay, come down and eat after washing."

She nodded, turned around and slowly went upstairs.

The man stood under the bright light, his figure was tall and straight, his handsome face under the short hair hardly showed any expression, only a pair of eyes closely followed the back.

It wasn't until she completely disappeared from sight that she looked back, walked sideways towards the kitchen, and said calmly, "Let me put the dishes in order. I'll cook tonight's dinner."

Mother Li said "Hey" from behind and trotted into the kitchen to let the chef prepare the dishes.

An Xin put a bathtub of hot water in the bathtub and added a few drops of essential oil, then took off his clothes and soaked himself in the water.

When the warm hot water with white mist wrapped around the nerve endings of her whole body, she felt that her body's temperature was very low because she had been outside for a long time.

The chill that hit her dissipated a lot in the warm hot water.

An Xin hugged her knees and sat in the water, closing her eyes sleepily, wanting to rest for a moment in the warmth.

After Lu Yinghuai made dinner, he went upstairs to ask the woman who hadn't come down for a long time to eat.

When he opened the bedroom door, he saw a woman sitting on the sofa with her knees bent and her back leaning.

She was wearing a very plain sweater, and her long half-dry hair was wet and loose. She neither read a book nor looked at an ipad or notebook. Her eyes looked at the continuous rain outside the window, lost in thought.

He walked straight over, leaned over, hugged her directly, put his face against her delicate and soft face, and said hoarsely, "It's time to eat."

An Xin came back to her senses, looked at him, and nodded, "Okay."

Lu Yinghuai stood up straight and stretched out his hand towards her.

She looked at the big hand with sharp bones stretched out in front of her eyes, but she put her hand on it and put her feet into the indoor wool slippers. Then she stood up and let the man lead her downstairs.

Lu Yinghuai cooked a table of dishes, which was more than enough for two people.

Except for them, none of the Luo family were there, as if they were deliberately providing space for two of them.

He ate the meal quietly, An Xin ate slowly, and even seemed to have a strange seriousness, as if he was carefully tasting every dish or even every bite.

The man accommodated her speed and ate slowly, but he was absent-mindedly slow. It probably meant that her attention was on the meal, while his attention was on her.

The whole process was quiet and peaceful.

After the meal, An Xin sat on the sofa, holding the tea that Li's mother made for her in her hand. The sides of the cup were a little hot, but it warmed her entire palms and fingers.

She lowered her head and looked at the thin mist floating on the surface of the tea.

The rain outside seems to be getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of pattering can be heard even sitting in the house.

Lu Yinghuai looked at her not far behind her for a while, then walked over.

He walked to the coffee table, picked up the remote control, and looked down at the woman who was looking at Yin Yu in a daze over there, "Xinxin, let's watch TV for a while? Watch a horror movie? Haven't you always wanted to practice your courage? Practice some more, eh?"

In fact, in today's Internet age, older people prefer TV, while the younger generation looks directly for whatever they want to watch online.

But there is always something about TV that laptops can't match: it's lively.

Even if there is an advertisement, there is a lively sense of popularity.