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

Zhou Yi was afraid that his empty talk would not be convincing, so he took out his phone, clicked on a video, and handed the phone to Ling Shuang.

It was a candid video.

At dusk, with the setting sun shining slantingly, Cheng Sihan sat in front of his mother He Lan's tombstone. He had just finished wiping his mother's photo. He lowered his hands feebly and rested his head on the tombstone, as if he was in his mother's arms, and murmured: "Mom, I miss Shuang'er, I really, really, really..."

"Mom, can you bring Shuang'er back to me?"

Cheng Sihan leaned powerlessly against the tombstone. His tall body of nearly 1.9 meters seemed unable to contain his endless lovesickness for Ling Shuang. It poured out from the slits of his half-drooped eyelids and dripped onto the tombstone. .

The video is only a few dozen seconds long, and Cheng Sihan in it seems to scatter away like fireflies with just a slight touch.

Ling Shuang's eyes also softened a lot. She lowered her eyes and avoided Zhou Yi's fiery gaze. Her eyelids blocked the broken light in her eyes and looked into the distance, just in time to see Cheng Sihan who had just come out of the lounge.

Eyes facing each other.

Cheng Sihan smiled first, with a gentle and comfortable smile, and his walking pace seemed to be a little wandering.

"Brother Han!"

Only halfway through, a girl floated to Cheng Sihan like a fluttering butterfly and took his arm.

"Brother Han, why don't you ask me to be your female companion?" the girl asked with a smile.

The girl looks elegant, has a bright smile, and is not annoying.

They were not far from Ling Shuang's booth, and Ling Shuang could hear their conversation clearly.

The smile on Cheng Sihan's face fell away the moment the girl rushed towards him. He looked down at the girl with a cold face and said solemnly: "I have a female companion!"

After saying that, he wanted to take his arm out of the girl's hand.

But the girl hugged her arms tighter and moved her body closer to Cheng Sihan.

Cheng Sihan frowned and tried to pull his arm out again, but the girl's hand was wrapped like a vine.

"You don't even come to me, I miss you so much." The girl stomped her feet coquettishly, twisting her body, her proud big breasts kept rubbing against Cheng Sihan, "I don't care, you have to accompany me tonight Stay with me!"

Cheng Sihan clicked his tongue and said coldly: "Let me go!"

The girl didn't take this trick at all, and still shamelessly leaned towards Cheng Sihan, like chewing gum stuck to her hair, which she couldn't get off no matter how hard she picked.

Cheng Sihan gritted his back molars, his eyes became sharp, and his bad temper came out as soon as he said it. No matter whose daughter this was, or what the occasion was, the emperor would lose face if he made him unhappy.

As soon as his free hand rose, it was hugged again and pressed down.

"My dear, don't you want to introduce me?" Ling Shuang circled Cheng Sihan's forearm and stood beside him, looking at Cheng Sihan with a generous smile.

Cheng Sihan met Ling Shuang's smiling eyes, and a flash of panic flashed through him, the kind of panic that would have occurred if his wife had been caught raping him.

But he loves this kind of panic.

"Brother Han, who is she?" The girl asked angrily, knowingly, with a strong sour and vinegary tone.

Cheng Sihan took the opportunity to take out his hand and got rid of the abominable chewing gum. He took Ling Shuang's hand with his hand and clasped their fingers tightly. He smiled so much that his eyebrows were bent, and he said tenderly: "She is not important."

Ling Shuang had no intention of ignoring the girl. She took a small step to make herself appear in the girl's sight, raised a decent smile and said: "Miss, I'm sorry, Cheng Sihan is my male companion tonight. We don’t want to lend it out.”

Just as the girl was about to open her mouth to say something, Ling Shuang stepped forward and said, "If you need a male companion, I think Si Han will help you introduce him."

Cheng Sihan's eyes widened in laughter, and he tightened his grip on Ling Shuang. He turned around, put his free hand on Ling Shuang's other shoulder, pulled him into his arms, and hugged Ling Shuang. Shuang walked towards the booth, not even giving the girl the corner of her eye.

Behind the two figures who left triumphantly, the girl was so angry that her head was smoking, her face was red, and she was stamping her feet.