After a flash marriage, he was doted on by a yandere CEO

"Master Fang." Uncle Li stepped forward and took the things from Fang Mingxu's hand.

"These are the clothes Sihan changed into at my place last night. He hasn't had time to wash them yet."

Fang Mingxu told Uncle Li, but Ling Shuang heard something else.

"Mr. Ling, we meet again." Fang Mingxu opened his arms and strode towards Ling Qi.

Ling Qi stood up and greeted him politely, "Mr. Fang, I didn't expect to meet you here."

After the two men shook hands and exchanged pleasantries for a while, Fang Mingxu turned to look at Ling Shuang with a gentle smile, "Mr. Ling, your sister marrying Si Han is a blessing from heaven. You should be happy for them. Why are you so angry?"

God-given marriage.

This was the only different voice Ling Shuang heard in the past three days. He was the only one who approved of her marriage to Cheng Sihan.

Ling Qi has been in the shopping mall for so many years, and he knows exactly what to say on every occasion.

"Well, my sister is still young, ignorant and confused. She didn't even discuss it with her family..."

"Besides, our family's conditions are probably beyond our reach."

Fang Mingxu glanced at Ling Shuang, then patted Ling Qi's arm, "Brother, come on, let's take a step to talk." He guided Ling Qi to the study room on the first floor.

Ling Qi gave Ling Shuang a "be honest with me" look.

Ling Shuang stuck out her tongue and followed, but was mercilessly locked out of the door.

Every brick and tile in Lanyuan is top-notch, and the study door is no exception. It is made of solid wood, thick and soundproof.

Ling Shuang saw the two men through the floor-to-ceiling glass wall. She was polite at first. Then Ling Qi became more and more excited. Fang Mingxu remained calm and patient as if to persuade him. Finally, Ling Qi sat on the sofa with his elbows on his knees. on, twirling his fingers irritably.

After about ten minutes of silence, Ling Qi stood up, calmly, put on a forced smile, patted Fang Mingxu on the shoulder, and said "thank you" with his mouth.

Ling Qi opened the study door, and Ling Shuang, who was lying beside the door, almost fell into his arms.

Ling Qi first gouged out Ling Shuang, then his eyes were gentle and helpless, and he hugged his sister into his arms.

"Brother?" Ling Shuang was a little confused.

Ling Qi gently stroked Ling Shuang's head, "Brother is not with you, take good care of yourself and the baby." He tightened his arms around Ling Shuang's body, "If you feel wronged, you can come to see me, King of Heaven." I won’t let him go either!”

After saying that, he let go and left without looking back, as if he would regret it if he was a second too late.

Ling Shuang was confused, what's going on, the study door opens and closes, the plot direction is different?

Ling Shuang looked at Fang Mingxu who was slowly walking out of the study, "Mr. Fang, this is..."

Fang Mingxu nodded to Ling Shuang like a gentleman, "Your brother hopes you are happy, take good care of yourself and Si Han." He turned around and left.

Ah, this...

what's the situation?

Ling Shuang looked puzzled. How could his stubborn brother be persuaded by Fang Mingxu just like that?

Listening to the sound of two cars driving out of Lan Garden, the hall was particularly quiet at the moment.

Ok.

This result is what Ling Shuang wants, at least she can stay in Lanyuan.

Let's wait until my brother's anger subsides before he apologizes. He should also find an opportunity to thank Fang Mingxu for persuading his brother.

She sent a message to her sister-in-law Jiang Yuanyuan. Before asking for forgiveness, she still had to rely on her sister-in-law to comfort her.

Ling Shuang arranged everything and started the plan to chase her husband.

Ling Shuang chatted with Uncle Li all afternoon. To understand Cheng Sihan, Uncle Li was the most suitable person.

I don’t know if there are any rules or if Uncle Li is pretending to be mysterious. Uncle Li knows everything about Cheng Sihan’s daily habits and preferences, but he keeps silent about Cheng Sihan’s past.

Well, it's enough to know what he likes.

To capture the male god’s heart, first capture the male god’s stomach.

Ling Shuang is quite confident in her cooking skills, whether it is Chinese or Western food.

Ling Shuang arranged four dishes and one soup, all of which were Cheng Sihan's favorite dishes.

But after waiting and waiting, the dishes were reheated three times, but Cheng Sihan still didn't show up.

"Young madam, the young master is sometimes busy with company matters and may not come back." Uncle Li advised.

She could understand that when Ling Qi was busy, he would come home very late and had no time to explain to his family, let alone the CEO of a large group.

Ling Shuang glanced at the table of dishes that were originally full of color, flavor and flavor, but they had lost their original appearance. Somewhat disappointed, but understandable.

After eating the meal without any taste, I returned to my room.

After washing up, I watched a variety show in the atrium on the second floor and waited for Cheng Sihan. However, my eyelids were disappointed and I fell asleep.

Not knowing what time it was, Ling Shuang was gently woken up by Uncle Li, "Mrs. Madam, the master asked you to go to the study on the third floor."

"Huh? Oh, good!"

Ling Shuang almost jumped up. She drowsily smoothed her long, smooth and not messy hair with her fingers. Her brain was not fully awake and she couldn't find the direction. Finally, she followed Uncle Li's gestures and found the way to the third floor.

Uncle Li smiled and shook his head, his eyes full of love.

Walking to the door of the study, Ling Shuang sobered up a lot, straightened her clothes again, and knocked on the door.

"Enter!"

Ling Shuang could feel the chill through the door. She closed her clothes and pushed the door open.

"Mr. Han..."

Every time she saw Cheng Sihan, Ling Shuang would be amazed. Even if she was sitting lazily and casually on a single sofa watching TV, the nobility and aura exuding from her bones made people unconsciously want to distance themselves.

"Yes." The man tapped the sofa with his chin, motioning for Ling Shuang to sit down.

Ling Shuang obediently walked to the sofa opposite, sat down against the armrest, and secretly glanced at the man. She was stunned. How could there be such a good-looking man.

"Supplementary agreement." Cheng Sihan knocked on the coffee table, "If you have no objection, just sign it."

Ling Shuang looked confused, looked at the documents lying on the table, and then looked at Cheng Sihan.

The terms of the supplementary agreement are simple, with only one main article. The general content is that during the marriage, Ling Shuang becomes pregnant with Cheng Sihan's children. Each child will be paid 100 million in remuneration. Upon expiration of the divorce, the custody of the children will belong to Cheng Sihan. After the divorce, Ling Shuang can only have visitation rights with Cheng Sihan's permission.

Ling Shuang frowned, she was quite disgusted with the wording of the negotiation.

Are children equal to commodities?

She knows too well the pain of childhood without parental love.

She didn't want her children to grow up in a missing family like her.

"I won't sign this agreement!" Ling Shuang raised her head and looked at Cheng Sihan with firm eyes.

In the past seven years, she had fantasized countless times about starting a family with her male god and giving birth to a child for him. The premise was that the two of them fell in love with each other and loved the child.

"Why?" Cheng Sihan narrowed his eyes, and the air in the room became tense as he stood up, "Not enough money?"

Ah!

money!

Ling Shuang sneered, "Mr. Han, if the child is connected with money, what is the difference between him and a human trafficker?"

"Twenty million per child!" Cheng Sihan knocked on the agreement in Ling Shuang's hand.

Is there something wrong with this man's ears?

Ling Shuang was a little angry and threw the agreement heavily on the coffee table. She stood up and looked up at Cheng Sihan with sharp eyes, "It's not about money. I don't..."

Suddenly, Ling Shuang's jaw was pinched by Cheng Sihan, causing pain.