In this bustling street with red lanterns and a Chinese atmosphere everywhere, 'Long Yuan Ju' is the largest restaurant on this street. This 'Long Yuan Ju' is like a chain of branches in Chinatowns all over the world.
The young man’s charity work at home and abroad has even appeared on TV, but the boss behind the scenes has never appeared...
In a quiet courtyard behind Longyuanju, the full moon is bright and clear, and a tall and beautiful figure is there.
March was approaching, and the peach blossoms were blooming all over the courtyard. He was squatting by the fallen lake, feeding the fish with fish food. However, the weather was still cold at this time, and the fish had not come out yet.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Tang Qianye turned around, his face indifferent and quiet, "You're here..."
Ouyang Weiwei stared at him with resentment.
He withdrew his gaze and stood up, "I wanted to feed them some food carefully to see if they would come out, but they still didn't want to come out." No matter what he said, his voice was always clear, light, and clear.
As before.
Hearing it again after a few years, Ouyang Weiwei suddenly felt the urge to cry.
There is a kind of emotion called love and hate.
"I thought you wouldn't come." He stood by the lake and continued to sprinkle some fish food into it. The cold lake water reflected the full moon in the sky, reflecting his beautiful figure, making it look like a mirror.
Like a blink of an eye, he will disappear again.
"Why didn't you tell me about your illness?" She shook hands and stared at his back with red eyes, "You left me without any explanation. Just for this reason, I tell you,
I hate you."
Listening to the trembling voice behind him, his voice deepened, "It seems that Xier has told you everything..."
Tang Qianye lowered his eyes in silence, with no trace of time on his pale and handsome face.
The wind blew over his head. He was wearing a dark red windbreaker, standing by the lake where fallen flowers were flying. His dark hair, pale and handsome face, the peach blossoms were red, the spring water was green, and the pond was full of wrinkles.
Ouyang Weiwei breathed a little excitedly, "Why did you do that?"
"I thought I wouldn't survive," he said softly, his eyes twinkling with pain, "Weiwei, the dead are ugly... I don't want you to see me in desolation."
"But you're not dead, are you?!" Ouyang Weiwei shouted from behind.
"I slept for five years and was a vegetative state for five years. Do you know the concept of a vegetative state..." Tang Qianye lowered his head, and his face could not be seen clearly under the inky black sea.
Thinking that he would apologize, Ouyang Weiwei was furious, "So what if I die, what if I'm in a vegetative state, maybe I'm willing to stay with you until the last day, maybe I'm willing to take care of you?!"
She really wanted to rush out and give him a beating. To love someone, she must tolerate all his strengths and weaknesses. She could do it, so why wouldn't he face it?
Tang Qianye came over and hugged her suddenly, "Weiwei, I'm sorry..."
He kept saying sorry, his voice full of guilt.
Under the moon, the wind blew a burst of pink peach blossoms, and the two figures hugged each other in the memory.
Ouyang Weiwei's tears rolled down, and she kept shaking her head on his shoulder, "No, you can take Xier Meilin away, but you can only hide it from me. You can hide everything from me and leave me alone."
People are in pain, no, I can’t let go..."
She pushed him away and did not tell him about the child.
Tang Qianye stood there, his head slowly hanging down, his face dark and unclear.
Black hair, pale face, bright red lips, three colors contrasting each other, a touch of sadness...
When Ouyang Weiwei turned to leave, he suddenly grabbed her hand and said, "Don't leave!" He lowered his head, and his face was covered by the sea, and his face could not be seen clearly.
The pool water reflected the moonlight, glowing with a cold light.
She turned back angrily, "Don't leave? If you want to leave, you can leave. Why do you ask me not to leave?"
Ouyang Weiwei twitched her hand, and his grip tightened.
The moonlight illuminated his handsome face, which was all white. He lowered his long eyelashes and said, "I'm sorry, what happened in the past was my fault. Don't leave. I miss you so much. Come and stay with me..."
Ouyang Weiwei pulled her hand away again, "Let go! I won't be the one who comes when you call and leaves when you wave."
"I didn't." He said, his voice was gloomy, "I know you are getting married, just tonight."
x! He also believes that she is married...
Ouyang Weiwei was furious, "Let go, now that you know I'm married, don't do this."
"As long as you stay, you can make any demands or conditions!" He grabbed her hand and looked at her, with a hint of urgency in his dark, numb eyes.
Requirements? Conditions?
Did he treat them as a deal?
Just like when he left, giving her a card made her forget about him...
Ouyang Weiwei was still angry and resentful. She gritted her teeth and rushed back to kiss him hard on the lips. Then she let go and gasped, "It's just tonight, right? Okay!" She took it from her bag.
He took out the gold card and stuffed it back into his hand while he was stunned:
"But I bought you, and bought you for one night!"
Tang Qianye was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Okay... okay..."
He still feels wronged?
Ouyang Weiwei was even more angry, she put her arms around his neck and kissed his lips directly, urgently and arrogantly.
Tang Qianye responded to her quickly, hugging her soft waist tightly, almost rubbing her into his body. He was not as gentle as before. As soon as his kiss came down, he felt suppressed.
Ouyang Weiwei almost suffocated for a moment due to her long-term domineering and strong predatory desire...
The architectural style of Longyuanju is all dark red and antique.
In Nuo Da's private room, ink paintings of plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums were hung on the walls, and the furniture was made of dark red nanmu.
On the large carved bed, two men and women with swollen sexual desires were lingering together, and the sound of heavy and urgent breathing could be heard in the air. She wore many clothes in the cold weather, and Tang Qianye couldn't wait to take off her clothes one by one.
At that time, I looked at the several-inch long scar on her abdomen and was stunned——
That location is the wound from the caesarean section.
Tang Qianye gasped and stared at the wound, "Have you given birth?"
Ouyang Weiwei's face turned red and she immediately said angrily, "Are you going to do it or not? If not, get off me!"
Tang Qianye didn't know that she was giving birth to his child, and his heart suddenly felt complicated. It was very unpleasant to think of her giving birth to another man's child...
He said nothing more, lowered his eyes, and slammed into her with strange anger.
The room was filled with screams.
"Ah!!! Bastard, please be gentle..."
"It hurts so much!"
There was a click, the sound of the bedrail breaking.
…
Outside the room, the old housekeeper and Merlin were ashamed to hear this.
A few years have passed, and Merlin has grown from the big boy to a tall and handsome young man. He blinked his green eyes and said, "Hey, Master, he just woke up a few days ago, will it be okay to have such an intense fight?"
?”
The old housekeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, "Since he can go through so much trouble, he should be fine."