When her mother confessed that night, she cried heartbrokenly, but he told her that there was no need to cry so sadly, because everyone would leave one day, and even if they cried dry, they would not be able to bring it back. At that time, she thought he was mocking her and had a fierce quarrel with him. Thinking about it now, it was actually his clumsy comfort.
Maybe he never knew how to comfort someone, so he could only share his own experience, because he was used to everyone leaving - his previous nannies, his biological mother - maybe he had cried before, but finally found out that all Being cheated is just futile.
He said that he didn't cry when his mother left Taiwan. Maybe he really didn't shed tears? But not crying doesn't mean he doesn't feel heartache, and heartache without tears is even more heartbreaking.
Jian Yian closed her eyes and imagined that a boy of thirteen or fourteen was holding the microphone tremblingly on this side of the sea, hoping to hear his mother's voice from the other side of the sea. But all that came was a beep. beep! Beep - the cold and monotonous ring tone continues to call, but there is no response. No one answered the phone, no one was willing to listen to his thoughts. Her heart was clenching tightly, her breath was trembling, and her eyes and throat felt extremely painful at the same time. Why was she so dull that she couldn't hear his true voice? Why did she think it was a malicious taunt? He dialed the call for help, but her response was a merciless beep...
"Did you hear everything?"
After bidding farewell to his nanny, Ke Muyu left the ward, quietly closed the door, and stood in front of his beloved wife.
Jian Yian raised her eyes and looked at him in confusion. He seemed a little embarrassed and embarrassed, but he deliberately kept a straight face and showed an arrogant expression.
"Why would your mother treat you like that?" She whispered hoarsely, not understanding why a mother would treat her son so coldly.
"Who knows?" He shrugged nonchalantly. "Maybe it's because she and her dad are in a business marriage and have no relationship to begin with. My dad kept having affairs after marriage, so she can't really care for my son, right? Maybe she will think of me as soon as she sees me. Dad." The deep ink pool was filled with mist.
Then she knew that he didn't care, he was just pretending.
"Let's go!" He suddenly didn't dare to look at her and walked forward, leading the way. She walked in front of him, condensing his tall and aloof figure. He was arrogant and had his own way of doing things, and he always liked to play tricks on her and tease her. He was very childish, but somehow, she thought he was so cute like this. When he smiled mischievously, the sun from all over the world seemed to be focused on him, so brilliant that she couldn't help but be dazzled.
Although she repeatedly warned herself that she could not, absolutely could not fall in love with him, she was afraid that she would not be able to stop her heart from sinking...
"Mu Yu." She suddenly called out.
"What's the matter?" He stopped walking.
"Do you have anything important to do this afternoon?"
"What?" He looked back in surprise.
"Let's skip work!" She slightly curved her lips, her smile dyed her starry eyes, sweet and lovely, "Go to the beach."
The spring is bright and the wind is gentle.
Ke Muyu was driving a car, with his beloved wife by his side, running on the road, facing the boundless blue sky in the distance. And Jian Yi sat beside him, humming softly and looking leisurely at the scenery passing by outside the window.
"Can you really skip work?" He smiled at her happy look. "Didn't you say that your company has been very busy recently?"
"I'm quite busy." She nodded and stared at him with a hint of cunning. "But didn't you also say that? In addition to being loyal to my boss, I should also be loyal to my husband."
"So you forced me to cancel the afternoon meeting just to express your love for me?" He seemed to be mocking.
"You said it was a boring meeting and could be canceled at any time." She pursed her lips in aggrieved tone. "Otherwise we can drive back now."
"They've all slipped out. Turning around and going back would be just a waste of time." Ke Muyu tugged at his lips and patted his wife on the shoulder with one hand. "Be good, since I promised to take you out for a walk, I will definitely let you have fun."
"Why take him out for a walk?" she said coquettishly. "Do you really think of me as a puppy?"
"Then hurry up and say 'woof woof'!"
She puffed out her cheeks.
"Why don't you bark? Call twice and listen, and the master will show off to you."
"Who wants you to 'Xiu Xiu'?" What a useless conversation!
"Good boy, don't be angry." He teased her maliciously, stretching out a finger as if to hold her "little paw". "Come on, shake hands." How disgusting!
Annoyed, she suddenly grabbed his naughty finger, put it into her mouth, and bit it hard with her teeth.
"Oh my god..." he wailed falsely. "Is there rabies? I think I need to get a tetanus shot first."
Tetanus size! She glanced at him and continued to bite, but in the end she was reluctant to bite him and it hurt him, so she relaxed her strength.
It's not like biting, it's almost relaxing.
Ke Muyu suddenly felt itchy, from his fingers to his heart, and a sweet passion surged through his body. He suddenly became restless and hurriedly pulled back.
"Does it hurt?" She hummed twice and glanced at him with satisfaction, thinking that he had learned a lesson.
She doesn't think she can bite someone painfully like this, does she
"Yes, I'm in pain, please spare me, wife." He was so funny that he pretended to repent, satisfying her feminine vanity.
"Since you have admitted your mistake, I will reluctantly forgive you!" She still acted like a queen.
Ke Muyu found it even more amusing, and the look he glanced at her unknowingly contained a hint of affection.
"You know? Yi'an, when my dad arranged for me to go on a blind date with you, I was a little angry."
"How angry?" She blinked and suddenly understood. "Is it because of my mother?"
"Yeah." He nodded. "Because I didn't expect that he always remembered his first love and actually wanted to set me up with her daughter."
"You think he's sorry for your mother." She answered understandingly.
He curled his lips lightly, neither admitting nor denying, and then cast a teasing glance at her. "I had no intention of going on a blind date with you at first. I just wanted to see who you are and what you look like."
"I'm sorry that my appearance disappoints you." She replied sarcastically, knowing very well that she was not a peerless beauty, and she still deeply remembered that he had criticized her for being dull and boring.
"It's not that I'm disappointed." He saw through her unhappy thoughts and smiled. "It's just not as beautiful as I imagined. I thought the woman who could make my dad care about her for half his life should be very good-looking, and her daughter must be beautiful as well."
"I'm so sorry, I'm not beautiful at all." The more she listened, the more unhappy she became.
"It's really not that good." He added insult to injury rudely.
She choked, clenched her palms, and tried her best to resist the urge to bare her teeth and claws. "Then why did you talk about contract marriage with me later?"
He just smiled and said nothing. And she suddenly realized that she had asked a stupid question. The reason why he approached her to negotiate terms was of course to teach his ex-girlfriend a lesson, and she happened to be the easiest to take advantage of. She let out a cold scoff in annoyance. He seemed to hear her and turned to look at her, his starry eyes shining brightly.
"What are you looking at?" She was displeased.
He pursed his lips slightly, his starry eyes were bright, and he seemed to have a thousand words to say, but he couldn't say them out.
"I just want to ask you, what are you going to do when you go to the beach later? If you don't know how, do you want to go surfing with me?"
"I don't know how to surf, but didn't you say that?" She narrowed her eyes evilly, "I really want to see me racing."
He raised his eyebrows and said, "So?"
So the two of them came to Sanzhi Repulse Bay. She rented a jet ski and forced him to put on a life jacket together. She looked at the stupid life jacket on her body and felt that her usual heroic spirit had been deprived of her for no reason.
"Because I promised my parents I would never race again, but I said I wouldn't race on land, but I didn't say I couldn't race on water."
She smiles brightly and has a tricky eye. Ke Muyu looked at it and couldn't help but smile, reaching out to rub her head. "Aren't you afraid that I will sue your father?"
"How dare you!" She threatened with a straight face.
"OK, I promise you to keep it secret." He promised knowingly and paused. "But why did you only rent a car?"
"Because I want to drive you." She took it for granted.
"You? Carry me?" He doubted, could he carry me? A grown man is not light-hearted.
"Don't look down on me." She raised her chin proudly, "I used to take boys racing together."
"Really?" Now it was his turn to feel unhappy, jealousy boiling in his chest when he thought that some naughty boy had been lucky enough to touch his wife's slender waist.
Jian Yian took the lead and jumped onto the jet ski with a handsome gesture, then called him back. "Get in the car!"
He was happy to obey. Not only did he jump into the back seat obediently, but he immediately wrapped his two iron arms tightly around her waist.
"Why are you hugging me so tightly?" She felt a little uncomfortable. "You're not afraid, are you?"
He was not afraid, but jealous, as if he was using this to soften the warmth and touch that other boys had left on her body.
"Don't hold me so tightly!" she scolded. "It's very uncomfortable."
"I just want to hold her so tightly." He lied, his upper body lying on her back, like an octopus, clinging to her. Jian Yian was angry and shy, so she had no choice but to go with him. "Let's go!" She blew a clear whistle, pushed the accelerator with both hands, and the motorcycle accelerated slowly, like a dolphin, riding the wind and waves nimbly.
At first, she seemed to be still familiar with the rhythm of driving and seemed cautious.
"Is this what you call drag racing?" He said disdainfully. "Isn't it too slow?"
"Don't worry, it hasn't started yet." She paused for a moment. "Okay, come on!"
As soon as she finished her words, she didn't give him any room to react. She pushed the accelerator suddenly, and the speed soared. Little waves hit her face, like falling rocks, severely hurting the skin of the two of them outside their clothes.
The speed was too fast and the water waves were too strong. Ke Muyu could hardly open his eyes smoothly and see where he was.
But Jian Yian, who was in the same predicament as him, didn't seem to feel any pain at all, swinging the car's front left and right freely, snaking arrogantly on the sea.
"Is it fun?" She raised her voice and asked him teasingly amid the stormy waves.
Of course he couldn't admit defeat. "Fun!"
"What did you say? I didn't hear clearly."
"I said!" he yelled, "can you ride any faster?"
Dare to provoke her? She pursed her lips subtly. Now that he spoke, she was even more rude and rushed wildly, showing off her excellent racing skills.
Amazing! Even though Ke Muyu loves drag racing, she can't help but admire the skills and courage of her countrymen. She said that she is a master of drag racing, and it's true.
He never expected that his wife would be such a unique woman.
"Yian!" he shouted, "do you know what I just wanted to say to you in the car?"
"say what?"
"Actually, you... look pretty good." He whispered, a little embarrassed.
"What? I can't hear you clearly."
"Jian Yian, you are very beautiful!" He roared into the wind.
"What, you stingy?" She said coquettishly. She clearly heard it, but she still wanted him to say it again, "Say it louder!"
Just say it!
He risked his life, opened his voice and heart, and shouted to the sea and the sky. "My wife, Ke Muyu, is the most beautiful in the world."
This is what he said, Jian Yian smiled sweetly, the wind and waves fascinated her eyes, and his childish shouting fascinated her heart. "It's not beautiful, it's handsome." She corrected.
"What?" He was confused for a moment.
"Isn't my racing skills cool?" As she said that, she tilted the front of the car and flew over a wave.
"I, Jian Yi'an, am the most handsome man in the world!"
"How shameless." He laughed.
"What did you say? Don't you want to live anymore? Look at me!" She punished him by flying over the waves again and again, challenging the endurance of his heart.
The two of them were tired after rolling on the waves for nearly an hour. Jian Yian rode back to the beach and jumped out of the car. She lost control of the motorcycle and fell to the ground. She also lay on the beach.
"How are you? Are you tired?" Ke Muyu teased.
"I don't believe you're not tired!" She gave him a look.
He smiled and lay down here, but he shamelessly rested his head on her soft thighs.
"What are you doing? Go away!" She kicked her feet angrily, "My whole body is sore from riding the bike just now."
"Then switch over." He changed his position, picked up her bee head, and placed it on his lap. "Is this more comfortable?"
That's pretty much it! She covered her eyes with contentment and lay with him in the setting sun. The mist was blurred and reflected on her face, giving it a beautiful color.
He propped his head up on his elbows and admired it with nostalgia.
"Yi'an." After a while, he suddenly called softly.
"Huh?" She didn't open her eyes.
"Actually, there is another reason why I often play pranks on those nannies and drive them away." He confided.
She was shaken, but her jade eyelashes were still bent and trembling slightly. "what reason?"
He looked up at the colorful dusk sky and whispered hoarsely after a long time: "Because I know that they will not stay long and will leave sooner or later. I don't want to be with someone who will leave."
He didn't want to make himself dependent on someone who would leave.
She was shocked to hear this, and her heartstrings clenched with sadness.
"Will you... be my rose forever?" He asked implicitly, but she understood the unspeakable desire hidden in his words - if you really want to stay, say yes to me , leave forever.
"Yes." She nodded lightly, knowing that her promise was tantamount to embarking on a path of no return. From now on, no matter whether he was sincere or a game towards her, and who would win or lose in the duel with him, she had no way out.
Because her heart has been given to him.
My wife, Ke Muyu, is the most beautiful in the world! To this day, recalling the desperate shouting at that time, Ke Muyu still can't believe it, and his handsome face is even slightly embarrassed. He couldn't explain his madness at that time. He seemed to have lost his mind and his interest was too high. He had to express his surging emotions by shouting.
He is crazy. He has never made a declaration to any woman in his life, and he has never thought that anyone is worthy of him being so shameless and condescending.
Crazy, really crazy...
"You don't have to act so happy, right?" A voice as sharp as a blade struck his ear, calling back his confused thoughts. Ke Muyu shuddered, straightened his expression, stopped childishly rotating the office chair, raised his eyes, and looked at the woman in front of him.
"When did you come in?" he asked indifferently, trying to stay calm.
"Just now, I knocked on the door several times, but you didn't hear it, so I came in by myself." Song Qihong stared at him closely, her eyes sarcastic, but she couldn't hide the hurt, "Is my resignation such a joyful thing? ?”
Ke Muyu raised his eyebrows in astonishment, then his eyes dropped and he found a resignation letter lying on his desk.
"Have you finally decided to resign?" He took the resignation letter.
"You have made it so clear, how can I not understand?" Song Qihong said in a sarcastic tone.
"Sorry." He tried to sound sincere. "I won't treat you badly. Even though you took the initiative to resign, the company will still pay you severance pay, and I will also write a letter of recommendation for you."
"No need! I, Song Qihong, don't need a recommendation letter from my former boss to find a job." She arrogantly rejected his kindness.
"That's true." He smiled lightly. "Then I bless you."
When Song Qihong heard this, she suddenly glared at him fiercely, as if she hated him for being too decisive and had no intention of feeling regretful or melancholy.
"I admit that I lost the game with you, Ke Muyu, but do you think you won on your own?" she said through gritted teeth.
He stared at her, raised his voice calmly for a moment. "Honestly, I didn't think about playing any games with you."
"What?" She was shocked.
"It was you who took the initiative to be my secretary." He explained slowly. "For me, the relationship between me and you ended two years ago when you betrayed me."
"I know you can't forgive me! That's why you married Jian Yian to punish me, didn't you?"
"You are wrong. I didn't think so at first. It was you who was willing to accept such a punishment."
She gasped in horror. "What do you mean?"
He remained silent.
But without his explanation, she actually understood. He was telling her that he had no intention of starting the game at the beginning. She started it by herself, and he just passively played with her.
"Then why did you marry her?" she asked angrily.
Ke Muyu's eyes darkened. "You don't need to know this." He signed her resignation. "The company will transfer salary and severance pay to your account on time."
She took the resignation and crumpled it into a ball in her palm. "Muyu, before I leave, there is something I want to tell you."
"You said it." He nodded gently.
She stared at him for a long moment, her bright eyes lighting up with a cunning light. "You probably don't know, right? Your wife likes Xia Yumo."
He was slightly shocked and his eyebrows narrowed. "What did you say?"
"She has had a crush on Xia Yumo since college. A good friend of her club told me. Unfortunately, Xia Yumo already has a girlfriend, so she had to wait silently." She paused and admired his condensed expression.
"Have you ever investigated Yi'an?" Ling Rui's eyes shot towards her.
She accepted with a sneer, mentally prepared. "Do you want to guess why she agreed to marry you two years ago? Because Xia Yumo and her girlfriend were also talking about a wedding date. She was afraid that she would be heartbroken, so she married you first."
Ke Muyu gritted his teeth and quietly clenched his hands hidden under the table into fists.
"... Later, Xia Yumo and his girlfriend didn't get married. They broke up a while ago, not long before she returned to 'Global Precision'. So you should understand why she returned to Xia Yumo as a special assistant. Right?" Song Qihong wrote with a half-smile.
Ke Muyu naturally understood the implication. She was hinting that his wife was still attached to Xia Yumo. He lowered his eyes to prevent her from seeing his wavering.
"... She is not a simple woman. Maybe she also used you to stimulate Xia Yumo, just like you used her to punish me." The sharp voice persisted in sowing the seeds of doubt in his ears. He remained calm and asked coolly: "Are you finished?"
"What?" She was stunned and couldn't react for a moment.
"You can leave now that you're done." He ordered.
Burning hatred crackled in Song Qihong's chest. She glared hard, her eyebrows twisted, and threw all her hatred at him word by word. "Do you think I can cheat, but Jian Yi'an can't? Do you think you must be the winner in this game? She told me that she doesn't like you, and that I'm out. Now it's your game with her, yes You compete with her... Yes, I can't control who of you wins or loses, but Mu Yu, from the perspective of a good friend, I advise you not to be deceived by a woman again!"
"Get out." These two short words condensed the chilling anger.
Song Qihong trembled in horror, gave him a final look of resentment, then stepped on her high heels and left angrily.
Ke Muyu stared at the door she forgot to close. After a while, he stood up and kicked his right leg neatly.
The door closed with a loud bang, causing a turbulent wave in his chest.
He turned around stiffly and came to the floor-to-ceiling window, like an ancient warrior statue, staring out the window with a fierce fighting spirit. In fact, he had wondered before, why did his wife agree to the contract marriage he proposed? Of course, she needed a large amount of money to make up for her father's shortfall in public funds, but he later learned that she and the daughter of the Mo family were handkerchiefs. In that case, why didn't she borrow money from Mo Chuanya? Why risk marrying a stranger you've only met a few times
But Song Qihong's words just now put everything into context.
When she married him, she actually wanted to escape because she was not angry to see her sweetheart marry her, so she married him in a hurry, trying to bury her pitiful love.
Two years later, his marriage to her expired, and Xia Yumo happened to break up with his girlfriend. The love she had buried resurfaced. In order to please her sweetheart, she pretended to be blind, stole "Enyu"'s information and gave it to Xia Yumo. Consider it a great gift to please him. This gift was valuable enough, so Xia Yumo naturally extended his arms to welcome her back to him. When she got her wish, she hurriedly divorced him, but she didn't expect that this evil husband would not let go...
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Did he unintentionally become the third party that hindered the love between the hero and heroine? Does she really hate him? Could it be that the tenderness and laughter she showed him these days were all just false feelings... No! impossible! Ke Muyu pursed his lips tightly and tried his best to let go of the gloomy thoughts in his mind. He believed in his wife. She could not be such a scheming woman. She was his rose, a unique rose that belonged only to him...
A series of sharp ringings suddenly stung his eardrums. He picked up the phone and checked it. It was the woman he was thinking about, and he hurriedly pressed the call button.
"Yian, where are you?"
"Mu Yu, there is a fire in our company's Tainan factory. My senior and I need to rush there!" She said in a hurry.
Senior? Why does she always call Xia Yumo that way? So indifferent between public and private
The jealous insect bit Ke Muyu's chest mercilessly.
"You are not allowed to go with him. Come home immediately! No, you wait for me in your company and I will pick you up!"
"What's wrong with you?" She didn't understand why he was so angry. "I'm on the high-speed train now. We may have to have an all-night meeting today to see how to deal with the crisis. We won't go back to Taipei tonight."
"You mean you want to live in Tainan?"
"Well, we'll stay in a hotel."
"Xia Yumo can do it too?" He hissed to confirm.
"Of course!" She seemed to find his question funny. "He's the general manager." So, tonight she will stay out of town with her senior whom she has a crush on. Will they share a room? Will she also hug Xia Yumo like a koala in his arms? What kind of look did she have when she looked at Xia Yumo? Is it more affectionate and nostalgic than looking at him
He was about to collapse. Jealousy made his eyes red and burned his remaining sanity. "You are not allowed to go! Jian Yi'an, come back right away!"
"You!" She was stunned, as if she couldn't understand why he was so excited, "Stop making trouble, Mu Yu."
"Come back right away!" He ordered still humanely. "There was a fire in your Tainan factory. What were you going to do? Help put out the fire?"
"Of course not." She sighed helplessly, "But I am the special assistant to the general manager. I always have to help the boss contact everyone and handle some trivial matters."
"So I've long asked you to stop being such a damn special assistant! Our Ke family is a respectable family. Is it necessary for my wife to go out and show her face in order to make money? You resign and come back immediately!"
"You! You are so inconsiderate!" she scolded angrily. "I'll ignore you, wait until I get home!"
After finishing her words, she hung up the phone involuntarily, leaving him alone holding the phone and listening to the disconnected beep.
Beep-beep-a regular short sound, like arctic ice crystals hitting his heart, slowly freezing. He listened blankly, a cold shiver passed through the arctic, and his eyes gradually lost temperature. He hated this sound the most. She often heard this sound when she was a child. When she was looking for her father or her mother, they were always busy. There were always other things that were more important. His phone number was always put last. order.
Later, his parents divorced and his mother traveled across the ocean to the other side of the sea.
Occasionally, when he couldn't cut off the lingering thoughts on his own, he would tremblingly pick up the phone and dial the signal for help.
He didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to hear his mother's voice. Just a few cold words were enough to soothe his hesitant heart.
But she rarely answered the phone, and after she remarried, she simply stopped answering the phone. From then on, she lost contact with her only blood connection in Taiwan.
It turns out that blood relationship is nothing more than such a fragile bond.
He finally understood that everyone in this world would leave.
From then on, he swore to himself that he would never, ever make a call without getting a response—