The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

Hugging the album to his chest, Lan Jin closed his eyes tiredly. He hadn't had a good night's sleep for four days after leaving England. Every time he closed his eyes, her clear and beautiful face would appear. In front of his eyes, and then, he couldn't sleep all night.

He thought more than once that if he hadn't done that to her that night, she wouldn't be so annoyed and regretful the next day, and would sternly yell at him not to touch her, and she wouldn't be so unbearable to drive him away.

It's a pity that there is no such thing in the world. That day Tang Junjie walked up to her and thanked him for blocking the knife for her and saving her from being injured. He was really stimulated by such an obvious demonstration that he woke up at night, Seeing her lying beside the bed, he couldn't restrain himself anymore.

The price to pay is to lose her completely.

After four days without a good night's sleep, Lan Jin knew that he had stretched to the limit. Suddenly, there was the smell of someone else in the store, and someone was walking towards him. Lan Jin decided to wait and see what happened. The customers who enter the store at this time will not be the customers, and the young ones may be older.

A small hand stretched out and took away the picture album he was holding. Lan Jin suddenly grabbed the wrist of the visitor, opened his eyes, Lan Jin was stunned, the person he had been thinking about day and night appeared in front of him, it was Qin Rouxue.

"Hehe, I'm dreaming again." With a self-deprecating smile, Lan Jin let go of her wrist and closed her eyes. "You're not her, she can't be here, it's impossible."

Hearing his words, Qin Rouxue's heart was sore and uncomfortable. She wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound. She lowered her eyes and looked at the album in her hand. She was no stranger to this album. It was written by her seven years ago. I drew it when I was pregnant with Dingdu.

Unexpectedly, he still kept it, which surprised her.

"People often say that you think about it every day and dream at night." Lan Jin closed his eyes and continued, "For me now, even if it's a dream, I still hope to keep this moment, even if I won't hear you. voice, I also want to talk to you, I said, just listen."

These words brought back Qin Rouxue's rationality. She carefully put the album on the coffee table, walked around the coffee table, and stood still in front of Lan Jin. She clearly saw that his face was a little pale, as if caused by lack of sleep. There are thick dark circles under his eyes, Qin Rouxue is sure this time that he really lacks sleep.

A catkin couldn't help covering his eyebrows, Qin Rouxue said softly: "Open your eyes, and you will know if I am dreaming."

"No." Lan Jin shook his head and said, "When I open my eyes, you disappeared from my eyes, and I have to face the lonely space of a person again, missing you, missing you like crazy."

The words miss you, miss you crazily, broke the last line of defense in Qin Rouxue's heart.

"Lan Jin." Called him choked with sobs, Qin Rouxue couldn't control it anymore, hugged him, and said in a trembling voice: "You are not dreaming, I am back, I am really back."

Opening his eyes suddenly, the person in front of him did not disappear. Lan Jin was so excited that he couldn't restrain his behavior. His hands made a decision one step ahead of his brain, and he hugged her into his arms and held her tightly in his arms.

His arms were so strong that she was a little out of breath, because she understood the excitement in his heart, Qin Rouxue didn't protest and let him hold her.

Time passed by, and the person in her arms was still unbelievably quiet. Lan Jin raised her chin, met her clear and dirty eyes, lowered her head, and kissed fiercely the two pieces of love that he had been thinking about day and night. Lips, eager to prove that she was in his arms, he kissed very hard.

The shortness of breath and the pain on her lips caused Qin Rouxue's face to turn red, and she had to reach out her hand against his chest, protesting: "No, Lan Jin, I...I can't breathe soon."

His expression darkened, Lan Jin let go of her lips, hugged her, let her sit on the sofa, stood up by himself, walked to the counter and stood still, his back was facing her, just because he was afraid that he would lose control again, so he forced her .

Qin Rouxue's heart felt cold, and she didn't understand what he meant by doing this.

"Lan Jin." She tried to call him, stood up and walked towards him.

"How do you know I'm here?" He asked in a deep voice.

"Dingdu told me." Qin Rouxue replied truthfully, and accidentally bought Butler Zhao as well. "Uncle Zhao sent a car to take me here."

"Why do you want to come back?" He didn't turn his head, and asked in a low voice, his hands hanging by his sides were tightly clenched into fists, as if he was suppressing something.

Unexpectedly, he would ask so directly, Qin Rouxue stopped in astonishment, stood on the spot, hesitated and didn't know how to answer, thought for a while, and said: "Dingdu is clamoring to come back, he said he can't live without Daddy .”

As soon as the words fell, Qin Rouxue saw Lan Jin punching the counter, making a loud noise, so fast that she didn't even have the time or chance to stop her, just as she was in a daze, Lan Jin turned around abruptly , staring at her with a gloomy face.

"You came back only because Dingdu was arguing to come back? Just because Dingdu said that you can't live without Daddy?" Lan Jin asked, taking a step towards her.

The answer he wanted to hear was not Dingdu's meaning, but her, her thoughts.

Qin Rouxue was quite frightened, nodded instinctively, and backed away uncontrollably. Worse, he looked so angry. What's worse, she didn't know why he was angry at all.

Seeing that her face turned pale with fright, Lan Jin stopped approaching, clenched his fists, and his heart was burning with anger, not aimed at her, but at himself.

He scared her, damn it, he scared her.

"You go." Turning around suddenly, Lan Jin turned his back to her, not wanting to scare her anymore, and at the same time not letting her see the despair and pain on his face. "Go back to where you belong."

Qin Rouxue didn't move. When Lan Jin turned around, she saw the hurt in his eyes, and mustered up the courage to walk behind him. She wanted to reach out to shake his hand, but she was afraid that he would shake her hand away, so she had to give up.

"Which place belongs to me?" She asked softly. Before deciding to come to China with Dingdu, she thought a lot, and suddenly found that no place belonged to her.

Since she was a child, brother Junjie took good care of her and pampered her without a bottom line. She knew it was love, and she also loved brother Junjie. She thought that she and brother Junjie would be together for the rest of their lives. Who knows, that accident happened seven years ago, she became Yuxue, living with Yuxue's identity and memory, Lan Jin hurt her so deeply that even if she recovered to Qin Rouxue, she still couldn't get rid of Lan Jin The memory that Jin planted in her heart.

Some people say that you can only remember it when you have been in pain. She thought, maybe she is the same way. Brother Junjie is almost obedient to her. She relies on and trusts him, but she can no longer love him.

Lan Jin hurt her, but it also took root in her heart, and if she was forcibly pulled out, she would die.

"Britain." Lan Jin growled. "Go back to England Tang Junjie."

After almost yelling, Lan Jin regretted it. He was not as magnanimous as he imagined. He missed her so much that he couldn't sleep all night. No matter why she appeared, he didn't want to let her go again.

But things are not up to him to decide whether he wants to or not, Lan Jin closes his eyes and lets despair surround him.

He actually asked her to go back to England. Qin Rouxue stared at Lan Jin's back in disbelief, and said softly, "I can't go back anymore."

Can't go back, she said she can't go back, she heard it right, Lan Jin opened his eyes, turned to look at Qin Rouxue, asked in a deep voice: "What did you say?"

"England." Looking directly at him with clear water eyes, Qin Rouxue repeated: "I can't go back."

Forgive her for lying. In order to fulfill Dingdu's entrustment, she can only make herself more pitiful. In that case, Lan Jin may take her in. Otherwise, Lan Jin will probably send her back to England in person.

In that case, Dingdu will be very disappointed, and the last thing she wants to see is Dingdu being disappointed.

Confirming his thoughts, Lan Jin took a few steps forward, and stood in front of Qin Rouxue, his obsidian-like eyes stared at her without blinking, and he asked, "What happened?"

What she said was whether to go back, not not to go back. The essence of the two can be said to be completely different, and there is a difference of one hundred and eight thousand miles.

"I don't know." Unable to give an explanation, she could only prevaricate by saying that she didn't know, Qin Rouxue lowered her head and said in a sad tone: "In short, I just won't go."

"Speak clearly." Holding her shoulders, Lan Jin growled again.

She only said that she couldn't go back, but didn't say what happened. She didn't know, would he be in a hurry?

Qin Rouxue was yelled at for a moment, she was lying for the first time, her heart was beating very fast, as if she wanted to pick out her chest.

"I didn't want to scare you." Mistakenly thinking that she had scared her again, Lan Jin was very discouraged, closed her eyes, let out a deep breath, let go of her big hands holding her shoulders, and asked in a calm tone: "Tell me ,So what happened?"

He has been back from England for four days, and a lot can happen in four days.

"Before I came, I promised Dingdu that I would bring his father back." Qin Rouxue said nonsense, stretched out her hand to grab Lan Jin's big hand, and Yingying Qiutong looked at him beggingly. "Lan Jin, will you go back with me?"

What does she mean? Dodge his question? Even a shrewd person like Lan Jin was at a loss when faced with Qin Rouxue's far-fetched words.

She was answering completely irrelevant questions. The two were not talking about the same thing. It was because her thinking was jumping too fast, or his brain had become dull, so he couldn't keep up with her thinking mode.

Glancing at the hand that was grasped by her, he moved upwards, Lan Jin stared at her begging face, raised his big hand, and almost touched her face, Lan Jin stopped the longing in his heart in time, and asked mockingly: " Where shall I go with you? England?"

"No, not back to England." Qin Rouxue shook her head in denial, and gave an affirmative answer. "It's back to the Blue Manor."

When she returned to Lan's Manor, she knew whether there were memories of him and her there. It was easy for him to misunderstand her by saying this, and Lan Jin suddenly felt exhausted. "Qin Rouxue, what should I do with you?"

Without waiting for her answer, Lan Jin gently took Qin Rouxue's hand away, walked back to the sofa and sat down, leaning against the back of the chair, feeling powerless in her heart.