After getting the marriage certificate, she was spoiled by her rich husband

Leng Xiaochen, who was originally sleeping soundly nearby, was instantly awakened by the woman's movement.

His eyes suddenly opened and he quickly looked towards the woman following the voice.

I saw the woman sitting there, her whole body trembling slightly, and her lips still talking.

Leng Xiaochen's heart suddenly tightened.

He sat up quickly and reached out to pat the woman on the back.

"Manman, don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid."

The man's low and gentle voice came softly from her ears.

The sound was like a warm breeze blowing in from a nightmare, gently blowing.

Very warm and reassuring.

Gradually, Su Qianman's originally panicked heart calmed down.

She raised her head slightly, her eyes met the man's, her eyes were slightly red, and her lips trembled slightly.

Looking at the lovable woman in front of him, Leng Xiaochen felt distressed.

The next second, he hugged the woman tightly in his arms.

He rested his chin gently on the top of her head and whispered again, "It's okay, I'm here, don't be afraid."

His arms held the woman tightly, as if to pass all the comfort and security to her.

The woman gradually relaxed in his arms.

Leng Xiaochen raised his eyes slightly and looked out the window. The night outside was pitch black.

He leaned closer to the woman's ear and whispered, "Let's sleep a little longer. I'll hold you in my arms while you sleep. Okay?"

The woman seemed to have not yet fully recovered from the nightmare. After a moment, she slowly buried her little face in the man's neck and uttered a soft "hmm".

"Okay." Leng Xiaochen responded softly. Then, he reached out and gently rubbed the woman's head, as if he was comforting a frightened kitten: "Come, let's lie down."

The woman obediently loosened her arms around him and slowly lay down.

Leng Xiaochen also lay down immediately afterwards. Just when he was about to hug the woman, his hand was still hanging in the air, but the woman had already leaned over.

The woman's little face quickly buried in his chest, and her hands hugged him tightly.

Leng Xiaochen was a little surprised.

He had never seen a woman like this.

Did she just have a terrible nightmare?

How could she be so scared?

At this moment, the woman moved slightly in his arms.

He quickly withdrew his thoughts, placed his hand gently on the top of her head, and stroked it lightly.

The woman gradually calmed down in the man's arms.

Go to sleep.

......

The next day.

After Leng Xiaochen accompanied Su Qianman to enjoy breakfast, he got up and prepared to go to the company.

In the past few days, he has been concentrating on preparing for the wedding, causing some important work to be put on hold.

So he has to go back to the company to deal with it today.

He walked to the woman's side, bent his noble body directly, and gently stroked the hair by her ear with his hand: "I'm going back to the company to deal with some things, and I'll be back soon."

The magnetic voice in such a morning made Su Qianman feel as if her body was touched.

"Well, okay." Su Qianman responded softly, a little shy.

next second.

A kiss gently fell on the woman's forehead.

"wait me back."

After leaving this sentence, the man turned and left.

Su Qianman stood where she was, her heart drifting away with the man's back.

The love is like a poem, and the warmth of a kiss is the infinite tenderness in her heart.

After a long time, Su Qianman sat leisurely on the sofa in the hall.

She held a beautiful photo album in both hands, looking focused and serious.

This photo album contains all the pictures of the layout of her and Leng Xiaochen’s wedding.

Leng Xiaochen specially asked someone to make a thick photo album so that she could take a closer look to see if there was anything that needed to be modified.

Su Qianman gently turned every page of the album, her eyes filled with joy and emotion.

The wide green lawn,

A gorgeous and dreamy stage,

Gorgeous and exquisite arches,

Colorful flower wall,

Romantic and magnificent carpet,

Fantastic colorful fountains,

The charming flowers...

Every place is so beautiful.

Isn't this the wedding scene she has always dreamed of?

The corners of Su Qianman's mouth rose unconsciously, and her heart was full of longing and anticipation for tomorrow's wedding.

"Young lady."

Xiaohong's anxious shout suddenly rang out, breaking the silence in the hall.

Hearing the sound, she looked up and saw Xiaohong running towards her in a hurry, her steps a little hurried.

Su Qianman gently closed the photo album in her hand, frowned slightly, looked at Xiaohong and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Madam, Xiaoli she..." Xiaohong's voice was nervous, and her eyes involuntarily looked towards the stairs, stammering: "She...she..."

Su Qianman felt a little confused and looked towards the stairs anxiously following her gaze.

at this time.

Xiaoli ran down from upstairs in a panic and shouted to Xiaohong: "Xiaohong, wait a minute..."

This sudden commotion attracted Butler Yan and Aunt Zhang to come over quickly.

Su Qianman looked at Xiaoli and Xiaohong in confusion.

What are these two people doing?

Why are they all rushing down from upstairs?

Did something horrible happen upstairs?

Xiaoli's steps were slightly staggering, and she quickly ran to Xiaohong's side. She looked at Su Qianman and said respectfully, "Madam, Xiaohong and I just had some small disagreements. It's okay, we can just talk it out."

As she said that, Xiaoli couldn't wait to reach out to pull Xiaohong away. Her hands were trembling slightly, and she seemed a little guilty.

"What are you doing? Let me go." Xiaohong said while trying hard to break free from Xiaoli's hand.

Su Qianman, Butler Yan and Aunt Zhang all stared at the two men in amazement.

A little awkward?

If it was just awkward, there wouldn't be any need to pull it like this.

And Xiaohong looked very anxious, as if she had something to say to her.

Su Qianman looked at these two strange people, and her doubts grew even stronger.

"and many more."

Su Qianman quickly called out to them.

How could Xiaoli dare not disobey the young lady's words?

Neither she nor Xiaohong dared to move.

Seeing that they stopped, Su Qianman slowly walked towards them.

Her white dress swayed slightly as she looked at Xiaoli with cold eyes and asked, "What happened upstairs just now?"

The voice was not harsh, but when it came out of that expressionless face, it gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Xiaoli's face turned pale instantly, and she forced a smile and said, "Madam, we really just had a small quarrel, it's nothing serious."

Her eyes were a little evasive and her fingers were unconsciously twisting the corners of her clothes.

"Xiaohong, you speak." Seeing that Xiaohong didn't speak, Su Qianman asked directly.

Xiaohong raised her head slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly said: "Madam, just now when I entered the young master's study to clean, I saw Xiaoli secretly rummaging through the drawers."

As she spoke, her eyes kept glancing at Xiaoli, seeming a little scared.