Shen didn't react as expected, he followed behind Qin Shaoheng in a daze, left the bar box, and walked through the long corridor with red light, the sound of DJs exploding in the hall and the shouts of people's celebration whistling in his ears, the women with exquisite makeup in his sight, split red lips, twisted waists, and the charm of one race after another, but they were like a flight, escaping the carnival that was starting at midnight.

The heavy door of the bar was politely pulled open by the waiters, who stood in the doorway, the howling cold wind blowing strongly, carrying white goose feather snowflakes, falling from the sky and spinning in mid-air in an elegant manner.

Hucheng belongs to the south, there are not many opportunities for snow, and there has been no snow for several years, this sudden snow scene made Shen Rucheng's heart happy, and he subconsciously pulled Qin Shaoheng, "Shaoheng, you see the snow!"

Qin Shaoheng raised his eyes in response, and the bright smile was reflected in his eyes, which was set against the dark night that was gradually covered by white, as if it was with a holy brilliance. Maybe it was the alcohol, he was in a trance for a moment, as if the person in front of him would one day, like this snowflake floating away lightly, fear was at the tip of his heart, he raised his hand to cover the back of her head, leaned closer, and kissed her hard.

Snowflakes swirled and fell around them, and soon the snow piled up everywhere to add light to the deep night.

The pedestrians who were still walking on the road stopped one after another, and even the started car slowed down.

The black Mercedes-Benz business car that was still parked at the door of the bar, still flashing its headlights, the driver sitting in the driver's seat was still young, looking at the two people kissing outside the window, hurriedly looked away, got out of the car and stood on the side of the door with his head down.

Shen Ruzhi's nasal cavity and mouth mixed with Qin Shaoheng's strong smell of wine, like a howling wind swept away her reason, and her fingers grabbed the hem of his clothes.

The falling snowflakes fell on their bodies one by one, and each other's scorching breath rose little by little against the cold wind.

The minute hand turned several times before he let go of her, and looked into her eyes, as gentle as if to smooth all the folds of this desolate universe, his voice was usually deep, and the hot breath of his exhalation was stained with a heavy smell of wine, and he said, "You look so good today." ”

She didn't know what to do for a moment, and the common sentence seemed to be a spell that kept her from moving. In front of him, although he looked as usual, he was already drunk for three minutes, and in this vast snowy day, she couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

He hooked the corners of his mouth, as if smiling, and straightened her long hair that fell mischievously to the side of his mouth. Holding her hand, he walked to the black van parked on the side of the road.

Seeing them coming, the sharp-eyed driver opened the car door diligently and bent over, "Mr. Qin, good evening Mrs. Qin." ”

Only then did Shen Ruzhi know that there had been someone next to him just now, and the scene of Qin Shaoheng on the side of the road made her blush, and she responded softly, "Hello, thank you." ”

As soon as the words fell, he hurriedly sat down in the back seat and held down the pounding heart.

Qin Shaoheng next to him nodded slightly, counted as an answer, stood behind Shen Ruzhi, and after she got into the car, he turned to the other side, opened the car door and sat in.

The driver touched his head, sat back in the driver's seat, and the person who recruited him in instructed him to be cautious in his words and deeds when following a big man like Qin Shaoheng, he remembered it very well and cherished this job very much, so he consciously pulled up the partition and started the car in silence.

The car was moving very slowly, and a thin layer of snow had accumulated on the asphalt road, so the driver drove extremely carefully.

Shen sat quietly in the back as scheduled, the pounding heart couldn't be stopped no matter how much he pressed it, and he glanced at Qin Shaoheng next to him, he had closed his eyes slightly, his eyebrows were stretched, and he couldn't distinguish his emotions. She felt that Qin Shaoheng's feelings for her were changing, but she didn't know if this change was real or if she imagined it, she liked him, and of course she longed for him to return the same emotion, but she remembered that he had said those words, and she remembered that Xiao Huiru, Xiao Huien, and Lin Jiayu today, really want to compare, objectively speaking, she can't compare with any of them.

She was just a fluke, she got a face similar to Xiao Huiru, and she also got an ex-boyfriend that Qin Musheng loved and had to snatch away. But how long will this fluke last? She didn't know.

Everything seemed to slow down, the moving cars, the falling snowflakes, the pace of pedestrians through the window. It would be nice if the slow track stood still, and let her sort everything out and resume functioning.

She closed her eyes and seemed to be in a state of confusion, something tugging, shattering, disappearing, something being reborn in an uncertain manner.

Time does not stand still, slow down, there will be a moment to reach the destination, the black car shadow finally stopped at the door of the villa.

She opened her eyes, and after a few seconds of silence, Qin Shaoheng also opened her eyes and rubbed her temples.

The driver steadied the car, pulled down the partition, and turned his head from the driver's seat, "Mr. Qin, Mrs. Qin, it's here." He adheres to the principle of saying less and making fewer mistakes, and cherishes words like gold. Putting it into action, he hurriedly got out of the driver's seat and opened the door on one side.

Shen gathered his coat as scheduled and walked out of the car door, followed by Qin Shaoheng's figure.

Qin Shaoheng's drunkenness disappeared for the most part, stopped, and frowned, "You go back first today." Be careful on the road. ”

The driver bent down and stood respectfully on the side of the door, looked up, glanced at the high-end villa, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and the surface was very calm, "Thank you, Mr. Qin, then I will pick you up at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning." ”

Qin Shaoheng nodded, and the driver returned to the car and started, and soon, the black shadow disappeared from their sight.

Qin Shaoheng turned his head and took the hand that was still stunned in place, Shen as expected, took a step and walked towards the villa.

Aunt Lan had already woken up when she heard the voice, walked to the living room, and saw that Qin Shaoheng's steps were a little weak, and the smell of wine was strong, and she frowned slightly, "Young master, I'll make you some sobering tea." ”

"Okay, trouble. Qin Shaoheng seemed to be very tired, his voice was hoarse, and he replied softly.

Aunt Lan had to order her to go to the kitchen to work, and the two of them were left in the living room.

The hanging crystal lamps lit white, and the rolling snowflakes and the night were kept out of the heavy door.

Qin Shaoheng held her hand and never let go, collapsed over the step-by-step stairs, and kept going up.

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Shen passively followed him as scheduled, she had the illusion that he was extraordinarily clingy tonight. She could feel a thin layer of sweat oozing from each other's palms, and she raised her eyes, her gaze bright, reflecting the handsome faces that were close and magnified.

The pressure on his lips grew heavier, and the hand he wrapped around her waist slammed hard, and she leaned closer to him again.

"Shao Heng...," she struggled, "you're drunk." As she spoke, she pressed his hand on the climb.

"So what?" he said, his voice deep, and he gripped her hand tightly.

"Wait a minute, Aunt Lan will bring the sobering tea. "She's still struggling.

"Aunt Lan will knock on the door. He ignored her struggles.

Her coat no longer knew when it fell to the side of the bed, the buttons of the cardigan sweater inside had been loosened several times, the undershirt quickly leaked out, the temperature of the air conditioner seemed to rise all of a sudden, and the heat was rising little by little on her body, she knew that he would not stop there, so she had to give up the struggle and follow his wishes.

She obeyed his wishes, but he stopped moving, his head lightly rested on her neck, and the hot breath breathed in her ears, burning as if she was going to wipe out her whole body, "As scheduled, shall we have a baby?"

She didn't expect him to suddenly say such a thing, and she froze in place.

She was stunned, but he would have made a mistake, let go of her, and asked coldly, "You don't want to?"

She couldn't tell her, but she had to admit in her heart that losing a child and being treated as a fertility machine made her feel repulsed. This is a life, she must be responsible for it, it should be a happy life, not a tool to inherit the family business, nor should it be a derivative of marriage. She should give value and meaning to this life.

But how can she give it now? As an unrecognized Mrs. Qin? As a wife who can't get the love of her husband? The first life she lost has not yet received any justice, and she still has hatred for Xiao Huien, is she suitable for having children? If she were to start from her point of view alone, she would not rashly bring a life into this world.

But from Qin Shaoheng's point of view, she knew that he had always wanted a child, she knew that he was angry that she had lost a child of his in the process of escaping him, maybe in his opinion, she owed him such a child, and she also knew that no matter from the identity or the physical mechanism, she was currently the most suitable person to have this child.

Because she's suitable, she has to do it, can she resist his decision, can she even convince him?

But the reality told her that she couldn't, if she denied it, the position of Mrs. Qin she cared about now, would he still indulge her to sit down?

Or could she take a gamble? Can she tell him everything, her concerns, her considerations, tell him all the things that Xiao Huien did, and then ask him for help, will he fight those people for her sake?

But she remembered that Xiao Huien took the photo and told her how she relied on her similar appearance to Xiao Huiru to sit in Mrs. Qin's position by such a fluke, and she remembered that Qin Shaoheng told her that he needed a child, because Xiao Huiru couldn't get pregnant, and he told her that she was just a plaything, even a fertility machine. So, she couldn't believe it.

Sadly, she didn't have a choice, she started from the position of Mrs. Qin, and in the envious eyes of others, she wrapped her life into a ball and fell into a predicament where she couldn't advance or retreat.

Her frustration hung in her eyes, and it seemed like it took a lot of effort to speak, "If you want." ”

The atmosphere was quiet, as if the sound of breathing could be heard.

"Knock knock", a knock on the door broke the silence.