The Wealthy Husband

"Grandpa, I don't want to quarrel with you, but I can't give in when it comes to Qi Ling, especially at this time," Ding Cheng met the stare of old man Ding, his words and demeanor were quite decisive.

"One more thing... Qi Ling has never bullied me. I was too timid to tell him. You and Dad blame him for this. It makes no sense." For himself, Qi Ling shouldn't bear such anger.

"You're timid and he's justified?" The beard around Mr. Ding's mouth was raised in anger, but just as Ding Cheng knew him, he also knew Ding Cheng. He seemed free and easy, but once he got into the horns, it was difficult. pull out|come out.

He gave Ding Cheng and Qi Ling this ruthless medicine, and judging from the present, it was completely ineffective.

In the study, Ding Cheng and Mr. Ding were confronting each other, and outside the study, Qi Ling was also facing the faint hostility emanating from Ding Hande and Ding Bo.

After so long, Ding Hande didn't take the initiative to talk to Qi Ling, and didn't even look at him. He watched the TV, but he could hear the conversation between Qi Ling and Ding Bo clearly.

None of their conversations involved Ding Cheng, but between you and me, the confrontation has gone through several rounds.

It can be said that Ding Bo is a true biography of Mr. Ding, but he is still two points away from Shang Qiling. Ding Bo has not felt much about this, but Ding Hande, who has been listening, has already felt it.

"Chengcheng is too young to be settled yet. Qi Ling, you are older than him, so I will trouble you to take care of him."

Ding Hande suddenly turned around and said this to Qi Ling. What he meant was to tell Qi Ling that if Ding Cheng liked him, Qi Ling, he could also like others when his heart became cold. This is the nature of a teenager, and it is also human nature.

"When necessary, please make a decision. It's not good for you to make a decision."

Ding Hande's latter words were much more serious than the previous ones. What he said was that he hoped that Qi Ling would take the initiative to cut off Ding Cheng's nostalgia. None of them had Qi Ling to do this. The effect is good.

Only when Qi Ling really hurt Ding Cheng to the end, can Ding Cheng give up this period of Aimu from a boy to a young man.

Hearing the words, Qi Ling met Ding Hande's gaze, and he nodded lightly with some thought, "It's time to decide..."

Before Ding Hande showed a satisfied expression, Ding Bo snorted disdainfully, somewhat because he felt unfair for Ding Cheng, and sure enough, he made a decision like this without emotion.

At this time, the door of the study room opened, and Ding Cheng chatted with Mr. Ding for almost an hour, and finally came out.

"Grandpa, good night, you go to bed early." Ding Cheng told Mr. Ding, and then he closed the door, and he turned around and walked towards the living room. His eyes fell on Qi Ling's back, and his expression obviously relaxed a lot.

He walked over and sat on the sofa next to Qi Ling naturally, and also naturally grabbed Qi Ling's hand in his palm. He met Qi Ling's gaze, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "Well, the house is warm, and it's not cold. on."

When a person is sick, his body tends to get cold, especially Qi Ling. He has been lying still and does not move around. Other places are fine, but cold hands and feet are inevitable, but Ding Cheng always takes care of him.

Qi Ling's eyes fell on their intertwined hands, a trace of warmth spread from his hands to the bottom of his heart, he nodded slightly, "Yes."

With Qi Ling's affirmation, Ding Cheng's heartbeat couldn't help jumping again, but they were not the only ones around, Ding Hande and Ding Bo were also around. Ding Cheng took his eyes off Qi Ling and looked at Ding Hande and Ding Bo.

"Father, brother...does the TV look better than me and Qi Ling?"

They kept staring at the TV, giving Ding Cheng a TV so good that he and Qi Ling could be ignored.

Ding Hande and Ding Bo were taken aback when they heard the words, turned their heads, and glared at Ding Cheng together. They didn't see Ding Cheng's sticky appearance at Qi Ling, and Ding Cheng was inexplicably wronged. up.

"Why have you lost so much weight? Is there not enough money to eat?"

Ding Hande looked back at Ding Cheng carefully, and then frowned. Mr. Ding didn't want him to give Ding Cheng too much money, and Ding Cheng also told him that he didn't need to, but Ding Cheng was far away from abroad, so he could only express it in this way. he cares.

Two and a half years later, Ding Cheng is naturally different from before going abroad. In Ding Hande's eyes, he has lost weight.

"Of course it's enough. I've made enough money to buy gifts for you and grandpa, but it will take a few days to send them back." Ding Cheng smiled at Ding Hande, his jaw raised, and he said narcissistically, "I It's becoming handsome, becoming good-looking."

Compared to two years ago, Ding Cheng has grown four centimeters taller, and his skin color is still fair, but compared to his previous white and tender appearance, he is much stronger and looks healthier. He has really grown and matured without the wings of his relatives and family up.

"Qi Ling, am I right?"

Ding Cheng used to be confident in himself, but he couldn't be so sure when it came to Qi Ling.Does losing weight look good in Qi Ling's eyes, or not?

When Qi Ling heard Shang Ding Cheng's gaze, he also looked at him carefully.

Ding Cheng is just in the transitional stage from youthful to real maturity, and there is a bit of steadiness from experience in the pure aura, which collides with each other. This is the most attractive charm of Ding Cheng in this period, and he is naturally good-looking.

Ding Cheng couldn't bear to look at Qi Ling like this, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he forced his eyes back to Ding Hande and Ding Bo, "Father, brother, you should go to bed earlier, I will take Qi Ling back to my room. "

In Ding's house, his room can be moved in at any time, Qi Ling is inconvenient, it must be better to live with him, and they are couples who have received a red book, so they should share a room.

Ding Hande and Ding Bo's eyes lingered on Qi Ling's legs for a moment before they nodded.

Ding Hande raised his hand, "Go, get some rest early."

Ding Cheng stood up, "Good night, Dad, good night, brother."

After saying good night, he pushed Qi Ling to the stairs, and before Zhang Jing's family brought his servants to help, he leaned over and hugged Qi Ling. Judging from the movements, Ding Cheng didn't feel much effort.

But Ding Hande and Ding Bo are even more unhappy. Although Ding Cheng will not be taken advantage of, he can't hide his love for Qi Ling. Once rejected, hurt and heartache is inevitable, and I don't know how much it will take Time will ease.

They watched the backs of Ding Cheng and Qi Ling disappear at the corner of the stairs, and sat and discussed for a while. Ding Hande went to find the old man, and Ding Bo had other matters to deal with.

Ding Cheng carried Qi Ling all the way to the sofa in his room, turned on the light, and then he turned around to get the wheelchair brought up by the servant, he closed the door, and there were only him and Qi Ling in the room.

Fortunately, they had the experience of being alone in the hospital before. Although Ding Cheng couldn't help being "counseled", it was much better than before.

"I'll help you wash up first. After washing, let's talk again, okay?"

Ding Cheng could tell that Qi Ling wanted to have a good chat with him, and so did he, but before that, he felt that they both needed to wash up, and the extra time would be enough for them to clear their minds.

But when Ding Cheng bent down again, his arm was held by Qi Ling. With a gentle pull, Ding Cheng sat beside him, and then Qi Ling stretched out his hand to hug Ding Cheng. Waist over, their cheeks can stick together with the distance of a fingernail.

"You like me hugging you like this?"

Although it was a question, Qi Ling's tone was basically affirmative. He didn't hear Ding Cheng's answer immediately, but he could clearly feel Ding Cheng's uncontrollable trembling and the sharp rise in body temperature.

Ding Cheng took a deep breath and took another deep breath before he put his hands on Qi Ling's waist and hugged Qi Ling back, "Well, I like it."

Ding Cheng answered in a very low voice, but he replied in Qi Ling's ear, the volume was enough for Qi Ling to hear clearly.

However, Qi Ling still asked again, "What do you like?"

"I like... I like you, Qi Ling, I like you," he doesn't like hugs, he likes the hugs and touches Qi Ling gives him, he just likes Qi Ling, "I like you very much."

"Qi Ling, can I like you?"

Ding Cheng asked, and took the initiative to withdraw from Qi Ling's arms, then looked into Qi Ling's eyes and waited for his answer.

But Qi Ling opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Ding Cheng snatched the words again.

"It's useless if you don't allow it, I have liked you for a long time, for a long time..." And I plan to continue to like you in the future.

When he snatched the words, his eyes lowered, and then his head lowered slightly. He was trying to gather up his courage. He pursed his lips and gritted his teeth, "I won't get a divorce until your health is completely recovered."

This is also what he told Mr. Ding, forcing him will not lead to happiness, and maybe it will make Qi Ling resent him, but it is not that he has not thought about taking a step back, and even planned to do so, but these decisions will not be made now, Not when Qi Ling was still in good health, this was the bottom line that he would never give in.

"Why do you want to divorce me?" Qi Ling raised his hand slowly and landed on Ding Cheng's left cheek, stroking it lightly, and at the same time allowed him to look at Ding Cheng so that he could see clearly Some of the emotions in Ding Cheng's eyes.

As for the question, it's not that he asked knowingly, but that he really didn't know. He never took the initiative to ask for a divorce from Ding Cheng. Divorce should not be so soon.

Hearing this, Ding Cheng took a deep breath again, he had to confess these words to Qi Ling, and he confessed himself.

"This is what I promised my grandpa. If I can't make you like me within three years, I must take the initiative to divorce you."

Three years is enough to pursue someone, not to mention that Ding Cheng occupies such a favorable position at the right time and place. From this aspect alone, Mr. Ding's request is not too much.

"At a banquet, I accidentally learned that your aunt is going to help you find a suitable marriage. I don't want you to marry someone else, so I went home and went to find my grandfather."

Ding Cheng got the news in November, and in less than two months, Mr. Ding helped him complete it. On the seventh day of the first lunar month, the first day of work at the Civil Affairs Bureau, he went with Qi Ling to get the certificate. Then there is a simple wedding banquet, and they are considered married.

Qi Ling raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't know that behind the original marriage, Ding Cheng and Mr. Ding still had such an agreement, so he asked again, "Then why did you go abroad?"

Ding Cheng paid the only chance to ask the Ding family for help to get married with him, but why did he give up such a favorable opportunity and choose to go abroad? Shouldn't he stay in China so that he can fall in love with him?

"These three years are more important to you than making you like me."

Ding Cheng raised his eyes, and the emotion in his eyes was frank and direct. It was precisely because he liked Qi Ling that he could not let Qi Ling lose his most important thing because of him being distracted during these crucial three years. Those ones.

"You can't see me in your eyes. If I stay in Beicheng, it will only be a burden for you. It's hard for you to like me, but I don't want you to hate me..." Ding Cheng knew himself, if he hadn't gone abroad in the past three years, He is absolutely restless, he bears the name of the wife of the head of the Qi family, and his every word and deed can have a positive or negative impact on Qi Ling.

He didn't want to give Qi Ling the feeling that he was a burden and that he was doing a disservice to him. At that time, leaving was the best and most appropriate. He also made such a choice, and he had to be responsible for the consequences of the choice. That is to divorce Qi Ling according to the agreement.

Qi Ling was silent for a while when he heard the words. Ding Cheng's feeling was not wrong. At his age, he really couldn't see anyone or anything outside of the Qi family. He can use marriage to trade with Mr. Ding, which means that How casual he is with that aspect.

He doesn't believe in love, he doesn't believe that he can love others, and he doesn't believe that anyone can love him.

Up to now, his concept has not changed much, but Ding Cheng appeared on the edge of these concepts in a rather peculiar way, which made him unconsciously want to explore and hesitant.

"Qi Ling..." Ding Cheng softly called Qi Ling, the silent Qi Ling made him hesitate and feel distressed.He knew Qi Ling much more than Qi Ling knew him, including Qi Ling's past.

Qi Ling raised his eyes, and before he could answer, he saw Ding Cheng approaching in front of him, there was only a distance of less than a finger between them, and then Ding Cheng gently wiped out the distance.

His kiss landed on the corner of Qi Ling's mouth, and they could clearly feel the warm breath from each other's nostrils, as well as the temperature of being too close.

Ding Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly to conceal the timidity in his heart, his lips touched the corner of Qi Ling's mouth, stayed for less than a second, he sat up straight again, and gently grabbed Qi Ling's hand.

"It's over a month, 37 days away, and we haven't completely missed it yet."

There are still 37 days before the time he agreed with the old man, maybe he can make Qi Ling fall in love with him within 37 days, maybe they don't need to divorce or remarry.

"Give me this chance to like you openly, okay?"