The Price of Marriage: Mysterious Husband Good Physical Strength

Chapter 2: Confess to me

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My mother hates me so much that I feel that every day she will secretly kill me.

This time, because I didn't marry Lin Changfeng, she hated me even more.

After beating me that time, I was locked in the room by my mother without food and drink.

"Mom, please let me out..."

These days, I persevered in patting the door, begging them to let me out every day, but there was no effect at all.

For a whole week, my voice became dumb, and no one paid any attention to me. The feeling of despair intensified over time.

Why am I born in such a family? It's better to die than to live like this!

I sat on the ground in tears, without any thoughts of living, looking at a fruit knife on the table in the room.

I got up and walked to the table, reached out and picked up the fruit knife, the bright face of the knife reflected my haggard look.

Holding the knife on my wrist, I closed my eyes, and the blue veins in the hand holding the handle of the knife violently. With a slight force on my wrist, I was about to slash when I saw it. The phone ringing suddenly rang in the silent room.

It was the ringtone of my mobile phone. I was taken aback by the sudden sound. As soon as I loosened my hand, the knife fell on the ground with a "pop".

My hands trembled a little, and I took out the mobile phone in my trouser pocket after I was relieved, and glanced at the phone screen. The call was an unfamiliar number.

After hesitating for a while, I still swiped the answer button, "Hey, who is it?"

"Is it Xia Yichu? I am... Duan Qiao." The deep and magnetic voice was directly passed into my ears through the microphone.

"Duanqiao?"

I murmured a few words about the name and thought it over in my mind, remembering that when I was a child, there was a short and fat boy named Duan Qiao.

However, it should not be the boy in my memory...

Just when I was thinking about it, a voice came out of the microphone, "Xia Yichu, I was the little fat man who followed you all the time, remember?"

This sentence directly affirmed my thoughts. I was a little stunned for a while, and when I reacted, I asked him what was wrong.

"I'm back. I haven't seen you for a long time. Can I come out to meet you?" In a very gentle tone, in the past two decades, no one has ever spoken to me in such a gentle tone.

My heart skipped a beat, thinking of my current situation, I refused: "Sorry, it's not convenient for me now..."

Before I finished speaking, I was blocked by Duan Qiao's sentence: "I'm downstairs in your house, and your mother is there."

"What?" I yelled in shock, raised my leg and hurriedly walked to the window, looking down.

really…

There was a black Maserati parked downstairs in my house. A man in a silver-gray suit was leaning against the body. The exquisite features and slender and well-proportioned body were all different from the boy in the impression.

This complete change from beginning to end made me somewhat unrecognizable for a while.

My mother was standing next to the man, her smile, her kind look almost blinded me.

Undoubtedly, my mother has chosen Duan Qiao!

Not long after, my dad came to open the door with a friendly smile on his face, and he was still nagging to get me to get along with Duan Qiao. It's best to trick him into bed and earn some bed expenses.

I have heard this kind of numbness, face

He was dragged to the downstairs without expression.

When I got downstairs, I could see the man’s appearance clearly. His skin color was healthy wheat color, his hair was finely shredded to an inch, clean and fresh, and his facial features were exquisite and three-dimensional. His black eyes were half-squinted, and his pupils reflected only reflections. My figure.

As soon as I walked over, my mother walked up with a grin, took my arm naturally, and said ambiguously: "Oh, my baby girl is here, if you don’t come down again, you will have to break the bridge. Up."

Baby girl? This title makes me get goosebumps.

My mother didn’t feel uncomfortable at all, she took my arm and pushed me towards Duan Qiao, “Today, go out to play with Duan Qiao, don’t come back tonight. I go to bed early with your dad, so I won’t keep it for you. The door is closed."

I was pushed by her and fell into Duan Qiao's arms. He stretched out his long arms and directly hugged me by the waist.

"Auntie, let's go first." Duan Qiao said goodbye politely and opened the car door to let me sit in.

Due to my mother's presence, I had to get into the car. After getting into the passenger seat, the gentleman Duan Qiao helped me fasten my seat belt.

"Where do you want to eat? I'm going to be a host today. I can go anywhere." He smiled at the corner of his mouth and asked me as he turned his head while driving.

"Anywhere."

I am a little restrained. After all, I haven't been in contact with him for a long time, and it is inevitable to be embarrassed to meet him now.

After asking where to eat, Duan Qiao stopped talking, and the atmosphere in the car was a bit subtle.

I secretly glanced at Duan Qiao with my remaining light, and when I saw his handsome face, I blushed and looked back, and leaned my head against the car window.

After half an hour, the car slowly stopped in front of a high-end western restaurant.

As soon as the car stopped, a man in waitress clothes approached and respectfully opened the door for him.

Duan Qiao got out of the car, threw the car key to the waiter, and walked to me, spreading his palm in front of me, and said loudly: "Give me your hand."

I glanced at him, swallowed, and put my left hand hanging on my side on the clothes and wiped it twice, then carefully raised my hand and placed it on the palm of his hand.

Maybe it was my actions that pleased Duan Qiao, he smiled at me: "Xia Yichu, you are still as timid as you were when you were a kid."

After speaking, I didn't even react, so he was led into the western restaurant.

The western restaurant is different from the Chinese restaurant. The western restaurant pays attention to the environment and style. The restaurant has music flowing slowly like spring water, neat and clean dining table, candles and roses on the dining table, and a romantic atmosphere rushes to your face.

Looking at all this in front of me, I feel like I am dreaming. It is my dream wish to come to this kind of restaurant once.

"Do you like it?" Duan Qiao's slightly magnetic voice sounded in my ears.

His scorching breath sprayed on the side of my neck, and I recovered from my dreams, and I saw Duan Qiao's handsome and angry face when I lifted my eyes.

I took a step back, stayed away from him, and then nodded, "I like it very much, thank you."

My deliberate estrangement did not make Duan Qiao feel embarrassed. He didn't care at all, and the gentleman stepped forward to pull the chair away for me, and then set me the tableware.

Thoughtful movements can warm people's hearts.

The high-end restaurants serve food very quickly, and after a while, the dishes are ready.

Holding a knife and fork, I lowered my head to cut the steak, and asked casually, "Duanqiao, you asked me out today.

What's the matter? "

As soon as I finished speaking, Duan Qiao just smiled and shook his head, and responded in a deep voice: "Don't worry, you eat first, and talk about things after you finish."

He has said so, and I can't say anything, I can only eat steak silently with my head down.

Just when I was almost finished eating, the sound of a violin suddenly rang in my ears. I was taken aback by the sound. I turned my head and saw that it was the person in the western restaurant who was in charge of playing the violin.

With a "pop", the light above my head suddenly dimmed, I looked up at the top of my head, got up quickly, and yelled, "Duan Qiao, what's wrong with this? Duan Qiao..."

But I called for a long time, and no one responded to me, except for the sound of the violin, there was no other sound in my ears.

I was a little panicked, a layer of cold sweat came out of my palms, and when I kept calling Huaduanqiao in a panic, the lights suddenly came on again.

In the light, Duan Qiao was standing just one meter away from me, holding a large bouquet of roses.

He looked at me, approached step by step, handed me the roses in his hands, and said affectionately: "Xia Yichu, be my girlfriend, okay?"

Confession, someone actually confessed to me!

My heart beats faster, "pounding" as if it was going to pop out of my throat.

Someone had confessed to me before, but most of those men wanted to lie to me to go to bed. How many true and false Duan Qiao’s confession were mixed up this time

"I currently have my own company, and I am successful in starting a business, and I can take care of you."

He was serious when he spoke, and he looked serious as if he was going to take it if I didn't agree.

I took a deep breath and calmed down my emotions. After thinking about it, I said, "No, I can't promise you."

As soon as the voice fell, the expression on Duan Qiao's face suddenly froze, and the hand holding the rose slowly retracted.

"Why? Is it because it is too sudden?" Duan Qiao frowned and said in a deep voice, "If it is because it is too sudden and you are not mentally prepared, I can give you time to consider, and then give it to me after you think about it. answer."

He said a big deal, with a nervous tone in his tone, as if he hadn't caught up with his lover.

This kind of Duan Qiao looks a bit like when I was a child, giving me a familiar feeling.

However, just because of familiarity, I couldn't agree to him.

I thought for a while, and felt that no matter how many rejections I said, I couldn't let Duan Qiao get rid of his thoughts.

After thinking for a while, I smiled and said loudly: "I don't promise you because there are so many stains in my life. Just a week ago, I was about to get married, but..."

I told all the things about being a princess in KTV, and I told him without reservation.

A woman like me who has been a princess in KTV and was thrown away in public by a man at the wedding scene. There is a woman covered in stains, and no man would want it.

Said this, just to make Duan Qiao dispel the idea of wanting me to be his girlfriend.

However, I didn't expect that when I finished talking about these things, Duan Qiao didn't show any disgust on his face.

He stared at me with scorching eyes, slightly raised his thin lips, and pushed the flower in his hand in front of me again, "I am in love with you, not the previous you, Xia Yichu, I want you to be my girlfriend! "

(End of this chapter)