Wrong Marriage - Chapter 185

Will you show up

At the moment, what I don’t know is that on the other side of the ocean, Qin Muyan is hiding in a dark corner with a cigarette between his fingertips. Not far away is the banquet, but his face is hidden in the dark and looks miserable.

Only a little bit of cigarette fire, in the night in a flash.

The coolness of the night breeze makes people more sober. The game he spent three years in making is finally coming to an end.

Two days ago, someone sent him a message that the drug was about to be developed, waiting for the clinical effect of the experiment.

But his thick eyebrows just wrinkled, and became a knife like Sichuan character between them, which made people want to stretch out their hands to smooth and fear his coldness.

He is tired and despairing in the heart, low voice way: Lin Huan Yan, you appear good?

Another three years. I miss you so much.

As long as you show up, I promise you anything.

The day I left England, the sky was overcast with dark clouds. Mu Yifan took me and his luggage and stood beside me.

The news of our departure only told a few good friends, such as Morris ANN, so there were not many people on the day of farewell.

Morrison Ann looked at me with tears in her eyes. She sobbed and held my waist. She acted like a child. “Happy face, don’t you go, OK? Isn’t Britain good? ”

I reluctantly rubbed her head, “China is my hometown, I have to go back.”.. I promise to come back to see you often in the future, OK

She was still crying.

I had to face up and say, “don’t you mean to be an independent and optimistic person like me? Why are you still crying like this? ”

Morrison then forced back his tears. His eyes just cried looked at me like a little rabbit. He bargained with me and felt aggrieved like an abandoned animal. “You must see me often in the future.”

I was a little sour in her heart, but I couldn’t show it in front of her at this time. I was smiling and nodding to her with sorrow of parting.

What surprised me most was Maodou. I thought he would cry, but the child just stood beside Zhao and looked at my direction without saying a word.

Mu Yifan and I looked at each other, went to his side, squatted down and looked at him, “Maodou, mother is going, do you want to hold her?”

He dropped his eyes and didn’t look at me, which was obviously a bit awkward.

I pretended to be invisible, hugged him with a smile, and gently kissed his hair. “Mom will come back to see you.”

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t come back,” Mao Dou suddenly said in his voice

With anger, my heart ached when I heard him say, “I’ll go to you.”

This little guy, what he said is heartbreaking and touching.

I smile and kiss his little face lovingly.

He looked at the direction of Mu Yifan, got close to my ear and asked a question in a low voice. My body was stiff, and I rubbed his head with a forced smile. Without saying anything, I stood up.

Zhao still said with a smile, but also with the eyes do not give up, “happy face, these years thanks to you take care of Zi Ning. When you come to China, please contact me if you have anything to do. Maybe I can help you. ” After three years together, we became good friends.

I said with a smile, “don’t worry, Maodou, please.”

Then he told her some of the little habits of Maodou, which made Maodou blush and embarrassed.

Zhao still listened carefully, nodding as he listened, with a warm smile on his face

A gentle smile.

As the plane took off slowly, I looked at the smaller and smaller London and said goodbye in my heart.

Mu Yifan took my hand and asked, “what did Maodou say to you? You’ve been upset since you heard him

I forced to smile, perfunctory said, “nothing, just reluctant to give up that child, a little sad.”

I thought I had concealed my emotions well enough. I didn’t expect him to be so careful.

Mu Yifan didn’t seem to believe it, but he didn’t intend to tear me down. He just pinched my palm and said with a smile, “that’s good.”

His eyes dropped down, the whole person suddenly became vulnerable, “happy face, I don’t know why, I am always afraid, think you will soon abandon me.”

I took his lean waist, nestled in his arms and said softly, “don’t think about it, Yifan.”

He didn’t reply. He just held me tighter and rubbed my cheek against the top of my hair.

I put my face in his arms, staring at his shirt button, listening to his powerful heartbeat, but my heart flew to another place.

The question Maodou asked me was, mom, did you really forget uncle Qin?

Forget? How can I forget it?!

Seven years ago, he left me alone at the engagement banquet, making me the laughingstock of the whole upper class.

Four years ago, he suddenly appeared and stirred up my peaceful life.

Three years ago, when my heart was in his pocket, it was light

Write to get away, let other women insult me like that, even personally kill our children!

How can I forget such hatred and pain?! How could I forget it?!

“What’s the matter? I’m shaking a lot Mu Yifan’s gentle and warm voice came from the top of his head, with deep care.

In his arms, I raised my face and said with a forced smile, “it’s OK. Maybe the air conditioner is turned on too low. It’s a little cold.”

Seeing him busy asking the stewardess to adjust the temperature for me, my heart was moved and warm again. I didn’t give him anything, but he obstinately accompanied me.

It’s been ten years since college.

He is still that mu Xuechang, with elegant gold glasses, smiling at me gently, gently and firmly guarding my side.

After returning home, both of us were very busy. He was busy meeting with us

I was busy preparing for the signing meeting. When I was in the UK, I used my spare time to write several books and tried to contribute to domestic publishing houses. I didn’t expect that more than one hit was made in China.

Even though I was very low-key, the news of Mumu, the best-selling beauty writer, coming back from England spread like wildfire. For a moment, major magazines and newspapers contacted me in various ways, hoping that I could be interviewed by them.

Oh, by the way, Mumu is my pseudonym.

Double wood for forest, wood wood is to split my surname.

The editor in chief of the cultural media company that I have been working with also came to see me, hoping that I could hold a signing meeting.

I agreed, but on one condition, that is, only this one will be held in city A.

Back and forth of life is too tired, if it is for the sake of life

Even if it is not necessary, I still hope to have a rest time.