Shadow Bride

After screaming, I regretted it, lowered my head and dared not look at him.

In the watery moonlight, she heard his cold and indifferent voice: "You think too much, Zhuang Heng is not such a person."

The small flame that had just been pressed down in her heart rushed up again, raising her head to look at him angrily: "You know what kind of person she is again! She is not a good person!"

The moonlight is still like water, quiet and hazy, her cheeks are dyed with a thin layer of rose color because of anger, like the delicate sap of flowers.

He looked at her as if there was a feather gently licking the lower heart lake, and there was a trace of uncontrollable ripples. He stretched out his hand, stroked her delicate cheek, and explained gently: "Xing Yu, Zhuang Heng grew up with me, and I know her. A celebrity like her knows that she will marry one in the future. Regarding the marriage partner of the right family, who to marry does not depend on love or not, but on appropriateness or inappropriateness. She is so smart that she will never let herself fall in love with whom she will fall into a dilemma."

Su Xingyu sat halfway on the bed, listening to him quietly, the caress of his fingers distracted her a little.

Lu Shifeng's fingers moved along her smooth and porcelain cheeks to the tips of her ears, and moved her long blue silk hair a little bit: "In fact, no one of the descendants of a wealthy family like us has unrealistic illusions about love. . Our marriage is just an exchange of interests, then responsibility, family affection, and a lifetime."

As for love? It was just a useless, redundant, or even non-existent ridiculous illusion.

His last words awakened her suddenly from the touch of her fingertips.

She stared at him slightly, "What about me? What am I to you, am I a responsibility?"

Lu Shifeng's hand was still moving her long hair, and if the fragrance of the beginning made him obsessed: "Of course. You've known it since you married me."

Her long, thin eyelashes drooped gently, and she felt that she had asked a stupid question. Yes, he married her just to prove to his family that he does not rely on his wife's clan, nothing else. As for that person is Su Xingyu, or some other ordinary girl, he doesn't really care.

The moonlight was blocked by a cloud, and the bedroom became dark.

"Go to sleep, rest early." Lu Shifeng let go of her hand caressing her, **** and going to bed.

She was embraced by him, and through the soft and soft material of her pajamas, she could smell the faint masculine breath of him. His heartbeat was strong and powerful, and his arms were firmly wrapped around her waist, but she only felt cold. She no longer wanted to ask questions about Zhuang Heng, but she seemed to have a big problem. When she heard him say "No one has unrealistic illusions about love", her heart suddenly It sank down.

How could this be?

She didn't dare to think deeply, she just warned herself desperately in her heart, Su Xingyu, you must be sober and you must rein in the cliff.

At this night, I didn't sleep deeply.

When he moved in the morning, she woke up.

He turned to look at her in his arms, his voice was a little low because he had just woke up: "Wake up? Is the stomach pain better?"

She feels dimly, as if it doesn't hurt much anymore.

So he said: "Clean up and accompany me down to breakfast."

She nodded, got up groggy, had breakfast with him, and wanted to say goodbye to work.

Lu Shifeng called to her: "Which bus are you taking when you are like this? Take the bus with me."

Su Xingyu said: "I can do it myself." The conversation last night awakened her. She shouldn't be trapped in his whirlpool deeper and deeper. What if Zhuang Hengxi doesn't like him? Will he deliberately plan to marry him again? how is it? Anyway, the person she loves Su Xingyu is not him—it definitely can't be him. She never wanted to fall in love with someone who didn't love herself anymore.

She had to stay away from him, the farther the better, so that if she was swept out one day, at least she would not be too sad.

Inside, Du Shuxian's eyebrows were cold and cold, and Zhuang Heng was staring at him, but Lu Shifeng still didn't realize it. She really felt that the incident of sweeping the floor might not be far away from her.

She turned around and wanted to go upstairs to get her equipment bag.

Lu Shifeng spit out a sentence: "This is an order."

Her footsteps stopped.

command……

She still remembered the agreement on the rights and obligations of both parties, that whenever he gave two orders, she could make a request.

These days, they have executed very well, and as a result, the relationship has been delicately balanced and no longer tense. She didn't want to break this balance.

With a sigh, she gave up the idea of ​​taking the bus, and frankly took his car to the company.

Entering the photography center, she quietly adjusts the equipment, communicates the latest projects with colleagues, and organizes data. The work here is very complicated, most of the time it is not necessarily taking pictures, but some data research and reports. Although she had only been in for a few days, she was already very comfortable. Many colleagues who didn't like her at the beginning were also admired by her ability and gradually got closer.

Of course, these people do not include Zhuangheng, and some people close to Zhuangheng.

"Xingyu, you can analyze these photos to see the color difference and distortion rate." Mr. Yang came over, gave everyone a task, and looked around, "Isn't Miss Zhuang here today?"

"Miss Zhuang?" Yun Xi's voice was clear, and laughter came from a few seats. "Ms. Yang, Ms. Zhuang just sent a text message, saying that Mr. Lu's mother is hospitalized and she is being accompanied by the hospital. She may come today. It’s no longer a company. If anyone asks, let me pass it on."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and there was a whisper in the office: "Have you heard it, Mr. Lu's mother is in the hospital and wants Ms. Zhuang to accompany it, the nail-in-law Lu family daughter-in-law."

"Who can say no? It was still rumored a few days ago that Mr. Lu had a woman outside. I see, no woman can compare to the main room."

"Yes, a regular wife is a regular wife, a well-known lady, noble and dignified, with unshakable status, what vixen, go to death haha."

Su Xingyu looked down slightly, sorting out the few photos he had on hand, and said nothing.

Zhuang Heng wanted to perform, so she asked her to perform well. Anyway... her own destiny is like duckweed. Getting married or divorced is between Lu Shifeng's thoughts. If Lu Shifeng didn't want to leave, even Zhuang Heng's performance would be useless, and if Lu Shifeng wanted to leave, it would be useless for her Su Xingyu to break her heart.

All she can do is to keep herself awake, nothing more.

This was the intention in my heart, but the work efficiency at hand was really not high, and she didn't analyze a few photos all morning.

At noon, Lu Shifeng called and asked her to go to dinner, and told her during the dinner: "Mother is awake, it's okay, don't worry."

Her hand holding the table and chopsticks stiffened slightly: "Then should I go see her?"