As soon as Han Lie's deep eyes met, Tong Qiangqiang's back stiffened and shrank uncontrollably.

Yan Xi walked up the stairs quickly almost immediately, blocking in front of her. The line of sight was blocked, and Tong Qiangqiang shook his senses slightly. Yan Xi pressed Tong Qiangqiang's shoulder, and reminded in a low voice in a warm voice: "Go get dressed first, don't catch a cold." ”

didn't have time for Tong Qiangqiang to react, but listened to Mai Xiuze's joking and came out: "Little nephew, I haven't seen you for three years, and you welcomed me so sexily the first time? ”

Tong Qiangqiang was stunned for a moment and glanced down at himself.

There are usually only three people here, Yan Xi and Yan Jia, so she is more casual, especially just now when she only thinks about finding Yan Xi to build a snowman with her, and rushes down directly in her pajamas. And because it was warm in the room, her pajamas were a loose, thin plaid shirt with a large section of her legs exposed.

With a knock in his heart, Tong Qiangqiang immediately turned around and ran upstairs quickly.

The sound of clackling footsteps on the wooden floor was clear.

Mai Xiuze retracted his gaze, glanced at Yan Xi, and then swept back to Han Lie, his expression was slightly solemn - he suddenly gave birth to a trace of uncertainty, the little nephew and her fiancé, should they be real?

***

Tong Qiangqiang, who ran back to the room, sat in a daze for several minutes.

Why is Han Lie here again...... How did he still find here......

What does he want to do...... What exactly does he want to do......

When she went downstairs after washing and tidying up, the three men were still sitting opposite each other in the same posture as before, faintly forming a confrontation.

The atmosphere is a little weird.

Tong Qiangqiang wondered if they hadn't said a word during the short time she had been upstairs to change her clothes.

Seeing them sitting silently, Tong Qiangqiang took the initiative to go to the bar to pour water.

She was wearing a milky white V-neck loose sweater on her upper body, and a dark cotton skirt that reached to her ankles, probably because she had just woken up, there was still a little worry between the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and the hair on one side was lazily brushed behind her ears, she lowered her head slightly and added tea bags to all four cups, filled them with hot water, and then walked back unhurriedly, first put the two cups of tea on the table in front of Mai Xiuze and Han Lie, and then picked up two cups at a time, and when she sat next to Yan Xi, she naturally handed them to him.

The movements are smooth and familiar, especially the demeanor carries a strong feeling of hostess, just putting the cup and handing it to the hand in person, revealing the difference in treatment.

Mai Xiuze quietly observed, subconsciously tilting his head to look at Han Lie's expression. Seeing Han Liemu's face, he obviously saw everything in his eyes, and at this time, he stared at Tong Qiangqiang and Yan Xi's cups with a cold expression.

Very simple white porcelain cup, but exactly the same.

And for Mai Xiuze and Han Lie, it was a glass cup.

Han Lie narrowed his eyes slightly, remembering the handmade cup that Tong Qiangqiang at home used to with her cartoon portrait, and no one had touched it for three years.

"Is there something you are here for?" Tong Qiangqiang broke the silence.

Mai Xiuze snorted dissatisfiedly: "Little nephew-in-law, why did I provoke you? Your tone is too rushed, right?"

"Please call me Liang Yin. Tong Qiangqiang's voice was cold.

Mai Xiuze shrugged his shoulders as if compromised: "Okay, Miss Liang." ”

"Is there something you are here for?" Tong Qiangqiang asked repeatedly, removing the word "we" by the way.

Noticing this small detail, Mai Xiuze smiled inexplicably, as if he had found something interesting, and asked rhetorically: "Miss Liang's upbringing doesn't seem to be very good, why does she reveal a kind of unfriendliness that wants to sweep people out of the house as soon as she opens her mouth? Do you have any bitterness against us in your heart? But it's strange, we obviously just met, aren't we?"

"You-" Tong Qiangqiang stood up with a pale expression.

Mai Xiuze hooked his lips: "Yo, is this annoyed and angry again? Did I say that your upbringing is not good? Or did I say that you have a grudge against us? or...... We really didn't just know each other?"

Tong Qiangqiang: "......"

After three years, Mai Xiuze's speech still makes people want to jump and blow up their hair all the time!

Han Lie, who was sitting on the side, took a sip of the water glass, covering the subtle curvature of the corners of his mouth.

"Xiaoyin. Yan Xi gently shook Tong Qiangqiang's hand.

Tong Qiangqiang already realized that Mai Xiuze was deliberately provoking her, and she was tricked. Hearing this, she sat down again and gave Yan Xi a look of annoyance.

Yan Xi's eyebrows quietly patted the back of her hand.

From the angle of Han Lie's seat, he could always clearly see the small interaction between Tong Qiangqiang and Yan Xi. When he put the glass down again, he stared at the hands of the two people holding each other on the other side, and his eyes returned to the depths of his eyes.

"I came here to buy wine. Mai Xiuze opened his mouth at this time, explaining his intentions, which was an answer to Tong Qiangqiang's question just now.

Yan Xi politely said euphemistically: "I'm sorry, in the past three months, we have temporarily done business with foreign countries. ”

"I know, I'm just busy getting married. Mai Xiuze's eyes turned: "I'm here to book the goods in three months." ”

Yan Xi was slightly stunned. Before he could speak, Mai Xiuze said again: "You can't say that you won't even sell me wine after three months, right? That would be too deliberate, right?

Tong Qiangqiang only felt that Mai Xiuze's words were a bit bullying, and he moved his lips and was about to speak, but Mai Xiuze took the lead in throwing a glance at her, and said leisurely: "What? Miss Liang has something to say again? Hear, I'm here to find Mr. Y today, don't be sentimental and think that our arrival has something to do with you." We don't know how it's so coincidental that you're Mr. Y's fiancée. ”

Tong Qiangqiang curled his fingers and was silent. Even if Mai Xiuze said so, she still thought that Mai Xiuze was deliberately trying to find fault. However, she has no grievances with Mai Xiuze, of course, the reason is only because the Zhong family has a Han Lie. She looked at Han Lie with a little annoyance.

Han Lie happened to be looking at her as well, but he only glanced at her lightly, as if he was very unintentional, and he stayed with her for two seconds before moving away, as if Mai Xiuze's behavior had nothing to do with him at all.

Mai Xiuze caught the direction of Tong Qiangqiang's gaze, waved his hand, and teased: "Where are your eyes looking? I'm talking to you." And is it really good for you to make eye contact with my friend in front of your fiancé?"

Tong Qiangqiang felt the blood rush to the top of his head in an instant, Yan Xi pressed Tong Qiangqiang's hand, and asked Mai Xiuze calmly: "If you are sincere in coming to buy wine, please stop speaking rudely to my wife." ”

"Wife?" Mai Xiuze touched his chin, "Why did you become a wife from a fiancée in a while? Is it true that marriage in Australia is verbal? Don't you need a marriage certificate? What a casual marriage." ”

As soon as his words came out, let alone Tong Qiangqiang, even Yan Xi, who rarely gave people a face, had a somewhat unsightly expression.

Mai Xiuze hurriedly made a surrender gesture with both hands, and played with a hippie smile: "Just kidding, just kidding." I'm fine, I just like to joke. I'm really here to buy alcohol. Now can you let me try the wine first?"

"To tell you the truth, I came specifically to find a partner winery for my hotel. If Mr. Yan's wine is good, there's a good chance I'll be—"

"You don't have to think about the long term. Yan Xi categorically cut off the beautiful blueprint of cooperation that Mai Xiuze tried to sketch, "Our winery does not do bulk business. ”

"I know, I didn't say big quantities. I don't want to do it in large quantities either. If I want to buy a large quantity of wine, I certainly don't go to Y&L Winery. Mai Xiuze smiled brightly, "Mr. Y is famous, and he sells high-end customers, how could I not know?"

"So, now you can always let me try the wine, right?" Mai Xiuze stood up and asked again, his expression was undisguised, and he raised his wrist and looked at his watch in a hurry, "I hope Mr. Yan understands, I have other trips ahead, hurry up and finish tasting the wine, I still have to leave." ”

Leaving after tasting the wine?

Tong Qiangqiang, who was originally holding his breath, suddenly felt relieved when he heard this, and gently scratched Yan Xi's palm.

Yan Xi naturally understood Tong Qiangqiang's hint, and subconsciously glanced at Han Lie.

He never opened his mouth during the whole process, as if he really just came to be a guest for Mai Xiuze.

"What's the matter? Mr. Yan is worried about something?" said Mai Xiuze, smiling with interest.

Yan Xi's face was handsome and calm, and he made a "please" gesture to Mai Xiuze, and said, "The wine cellar is in the back, come with me." ”

Mai Xiuze took the lead in stepping, and Han Lie also got up from the sofa.

Seeing this, Yan Xi whispered in Tong Qiangqiang's ear: "I'll take them there." You don't have to come along. ”

Tong Qiangqiang nodded—she naturally didn't want to go with her and continue to meet Han Lie.

When the three of them went to the wine cellar, Tong Qiangqiang packed up the four cups on the table and went to the sink to rinse, and it happened that the designer came to Tong Qiangqiang with a modified wedding dress, and Tong Qiangqiang hurriedly took the designer to the room to try them on.

Her wedding dress is very simple, there are no particularly complicated patterns, small and fresh playful, the bandeau style sets off the upper body is very full and straight, and the design of the front and back is short to reveal her beautiful legs.

The designer pulled the zipper on the back for Tong Qiangqiang, and couldn't help but say: "In fact, this was changed in the end, and the size is still the same as what Mr. Yan gave me at the beginning." It seems that Mr. Yan raised Miss Liang back. ”

Tong Qiangqiang smiled silently, and the designer helped Tong Qiangqiang simply curl up her shoulder-length hair, revealing her fair and slender neck, so that she could see the overall shape clearly.

"What does Miss Liang think, is there anything that needs to be changed?"

Tong Qiangqiang shook his head: "It's good." ”

The designer smiled comfortably, and immediately patted his head: "Look at me, the necklace that Mr. Yan picked for you is still in my car." Miss Liang, wait a minute, I'll go get it for you right now!"

Tong Qiangqiang stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself seriously.

The woman in the mirror is slender and moderate, with two raised smooth collarbones under her snow-white neck, and rounded shoulders that form a smooth arc.

Although it was the second time I got married, the wedding dress was worn for the first time.

Thinking that he was going to wear this dress and Yan Xi to officially enter the palace of marriage tomorrow, there was an indescribable magical feeling in my heart.

There was a slight "click" from the door behind him, Tong Qiangqiang thought that the designer was back so soon, and subconsciously turned around, and when he saw the person, his face changed slightly.

***

Yan Xi didn't expect that Mai Xiuze's understanding of red wine was so in-depth, and it was completely different from the vassal and elegant people he usually came into contact with, but an authentic insider.

The two chatted while walking in the wine cellar and tasting wine, and they talked happily, but Yan Xi slightly erased the bad impression of his oily tone.

Just as he was about to continue to the next subdivision, Yan Xi suddenly found that Han Lie, who was supposed to follow silently, had disappeared without a trace.

His heart pounded uneasily.

***

"Why are you here?get out!" Tong Qiangqiang glared at Han Lie with burning eyes, "How can you casually walk around other people's houses?!" and casually enter other people's rooms?!"

Han Lie didn't seem to hear Tong Qiangqiang's criticism of him at all, his deep eyes directly captured the woman in front of him in a wedding dress, and the hand behind his back was tightly clenched into a fist.

"I let you out, did you hear?!" Tong Qiangqiang felt that there was a lioness hidden in his body, as if he spontaneously started the riot mode as soon as he faced Han Lie.

A black storm swirl brewed in Han Lie's eyes.

Seeing that he was still motionless, Tong Qiangqiang was about to shout loudly with a cold face, but when she opened her mouth, she saw that Han Lie was like a cheetah, so fast that she didn't have time to react, and she had already stepped in front of her in three steps and two steps.

In the next second, all her unspoken cries were blocked back into his throat by his lips.

Tong Qiangqiang struggled and writhed reflexively.

Han Lie quickly hugged her and retreated.

Tong Qiangqiang's back slammed against the wall.

Han Lie easily grabbed her two wrists with the palm of his hand, and lifted them up over her head to the wall.

Tong Qiangqiang bent his knees and hit him.

Han Lie saw through her trick and quickly clamped her knees with both of his knees.

Tong Qiangqiang instantly seemed to be firmly glued to the wall, allowing him to fish and meat.

Han Lie pinched her chin with his other free hand, forcing her not to raise her head, making it easier for him to clench her lips.

Tong Qiangqiang was kissed by him so painfully, the intense pain that she couldn't even inhale, she even suspected that he was not kissing at all, but biting, and the meaning of punishment was strong. As she opened her lips and exhaled in pain, his tongue embedded smoothly, licking and sucking back and forth in her soft mouth.

She whimpered, shaking her head to reject him.

She saw that Han Lie didn't close his eyes at all, and his dark eyes were always staring at her, as if admiring her painful expression at this time.

Not to be outdone, Tong Qiangqiang glared back at him, as fierce as a small beast, his heart was horizontal, and he bit his tongue hard between his sharp teeth. Soon, she tasted his blood in her mouth.

However, Han Lie's eyes didn't blink, instead they were entangled in the smell of blood.

Crazy! He must be crazy! Tong Qiangqiang's head thought confusedly, and suddenly found a chill in his chest.

His palm stroked up.

Tong Qiangqiang's whole body tensed, but soon, his up and down hands made her gradually weaken. The two of them were close together, and no change could escape each other, and his burning breath came from her ears.

The familiarity that had been absent for three years instantly spread to her whole body like a tide, she trembled sensitively, her heart was filled with coldness and shame, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

The moment before she was about to suffocate, Han Lie let go of her lips, but he still shackled her.

The doorknob of the room was turned from the outside, but it didn't turn, followed by a knock on the door: "Miss Liang, are you inside? Why did you lock the door?"

It is the designer who came back with a necklace.

Without waiting for her to speak, Han Lie sneered and reminded, "Are you sure you look like this now, can you see people?"

Tong Qiangqiang couldn't help but gasp, crossed Han Lie's shoulder, and looked into the mirror.

The woman in the mirror has red and swollen lips, a delicate red face, and a white wedding dress that hangs around her waist.

Her eyelashes blinked, and a long string of tears fell again.

Han Lie stared at her, pinched her two lips with his fingers, and asked coldly, "Has he kissed you here?"

Immediately afterwards, he bit her white and tender earlobe, and bit it twice, Tong Qiangqiang trembled, and listened to him continue to ask: "Has he kissed you here?"

Then Han Lie's gaze drooped.

Her delicate neck is as graceful as a swan, and her two collarbones are pitiful.

He lowered his head slightly and tossed around her collarbone.

Tong Qiangqiang's whole body trembled. That's where she's most sensitive.

Han Lie stopped the teasing in time and sneered: "He also kissed you here?"

Tong Qiangqiang sobbed.

Han Lie's gaze went down further, and the beautiful and delicate curves silently declared the young and delicate. His eyes sank, his palms fell, and the temperature of his voice continued to fall: "He still kissed you here?"

Tong Qiangqiang couldn't help but gasp.

Han Lie hugged her slender waist, his eyes looked at her sharply, and his voice was eerie and gentle: "Tell me, where has he not touched it?"

Tong Qiangqiang's body trembled, and his eyes were as red as rabbits. She tried her best to suppress the tremors, and her eyes widened: "What's the matter, what's the matter?

"You're my woman!" Han Lie's expression was terrifyingly gloomy.

Tong Qiangqiang squeezed out a mocking smile on his tearful face: "Before you, I was still Zhong Wenhao's woman." ”

"It's not. Han Lie's expression smoothed out in a second, and he said word by word, "It's just me." ”

Tong Qiangqiang was stunned.

In the depths of Han Lie's deep eyes, a crystal light flashed like nothing: "I am your first man." As if afraid that she wouldn't understand, he changed his sentence and said again, "Your first man is me." ”

The ebb tide of ridicule generally disappeared from the corners of his mouth, and Tong Qiangqiang stared at Han Lie in a daze.

Han Lie raised his hand and wiped the tears from her cheeks. There was no makeup on her face, and there was a faint warm glow on her white countenance. The slippery feeling spread through his fingertips, and soft feelings occupied his heart. He let go of the restraints on Tong Qiangqiang, and his voice softened unconsciously, and he said seriously: "You are my woman, you can only be mine alone, you can't marry other men." ”

Tong Qiangqiang's body slid softly along the wall, sat on the ground, and said ruthlessly: "It's you, right? You made me mistakenly think that I had slept with Zhong Wenhao, right? This is one of your thousands of bureaus...... Why...... Why should I be mistaken for this...... Is it any good for you......"

Han Lie paused in front of her and tried to hug her: "The matter has passed, this is a good thing for you after all, isn't it? You didn't have a relationship with Zhong Wenhao." No. ”

"So I should thank you for that?" asked Tong Qiangqiang faintly.

"It's not. That was not what I meant. For the first time, Han Lie heard the bitterness in his own words. He was about to continue, when Tong Qiangqiang suddenly grabbed his wrist on her shoulder and bit it down hard.

She used all her strength, and her teeth hit his wrist bone. Han Lie looked like he didn't feel pain, his eyes darkened, remembering the time she learned that she had been deceived three years ago, and she also bit him like this.

He had mixed feelings. On the one hand, he felt that such a Tong Qiangqiang made him feel familiar, and on the other hand, she seemed to be competing with him again.

This time, she bit for a while and then let go.

Seeing that the tooth marks on his arm were extremely clear and there were a few bloodshots, Han Lie wanted to laugh inexplicably, but heard Tong Qiangqiang say: "You just specifically told me that my first time was given to you, and I can't give it to others?"

"It's not. Han Lie calmed his throat and frowned and ordered, "Don't talk to me in this tone again." ”

This kind of prickly tone will only provoke his anger, and he doesn't like it very much!

Tong Qiangqiang pulled up the wedding dress, covered his chest, stood up, and said, "Do you think I care about my first time? If I cared, I wouldn't have followed you when I mistakenly thought that I had slept with Zhong Wenhao." ”

"That's different. Han Lie then got up and narrowed his eyes, "You don't love Zhong Wenhao, but you love me." And still in love. ”

Han Lie raised her chin: "Do you remember what I told you a long time ago? The body's reaction is the truest expression of the human heart. ”

"What about coaxing a three-year-old child?" Tong Qiangqiang sneered, "Someone told you, in fact, you are very arrogant and self-righteous?"

Han Lie pursed his lips.

Tong Qiangqiang brushed Han Lie's hand away: "If you pester me so much, just because I gave you the first time three years ago, then I can tell you that I regret it." Your possessiveness is terrible, it's like bubble gum that has been spit on the ground and accidentally stuck to the sole of your shoe, and you can't shake it off, it really makes me sick!"

"Tong Qiangqiang!" Han Lie held Tong Qiangqiang's neck, his eyes were as cold as ice, "I'll ask you one last time, are you sure you want to marry that man?!Not for any other reason, just because you love him so you want to marry him?!"

"Xiaoyin. There was a knock on the door again, and Yan Xilangrun's voice came in. He only knocked once, and only called once, without the slightest doubt in his tone, as if he was particularly sure that she was in it, quietly waiting for her response.

Tong Qiangqiang looked at Han Lie silently for a few seconds, then closed his eyes, and tears slipped from the corners of his eyes: "Uncle......"

The sudden familiar salutation made Han Lie's heart tremble slightly.

Soft and glutinous, just like back then.

Her next sentence, however, was like a sharp blade piercing the softest part of his heart with unmistakable precision.

"The three years I have been away from you have been the most relaxing days of my life. I'm better off without you. ”

Han Lie slowly let go of his hand.

Tong Qiangqiang opened his eyes again, and his eyes were clear: "Tong Qiangqiang is dead." She's just an insignificant person who strayed into your life, wouldn't you be better off without her entanglement, wouldn't you, Han Lie?"

Han Lie turned around and walked towards the door without saying a word. His hand held the doorknob, froze, and finally said: "Liang Yin, you have no right to judge whether Tong Qiangqiang is insignificant in my life, let alone judge whether I am better off without her." ”

Tong Qiangqiang was stunned.

"I wish you happiness. Han Lie opened the door.

Yan Xi stood at the door, and Han Lie's gaze was stuck in the air for a second.

Mai Xiuze leaned over and tried to take a clear look at the situation in the room, but was completely blocked by Han Lie.

Immediately after that, Han Lie and Yan Xi walked out one by one, and walked in the other, staggering by.

Yan Xi slammed the door shut, blocking Mai Xiuze's vision again.

Mai Xiuze poked Han Lie with his elbow and asked anxiously, "How is it? How are you talking to your little nephew?"

Han Lie pursed his lips and walked straight downstairs without saying a word.

"Huh!" Mai Xiuze glanced at the closed room and hurriedly went to chase Han Lie.

***

In the room, Yan Xi just closed the door and was about to go inside, when he heard Tong Qiangqiang say, "Don't come here." ”

She sat on the couch with her back to the door, revealing only half of her head and part of the skirt of her wedding dress that was dragging on the floor. His voice was full of choked voices: "Don't come here yet." I don't want you to see me as I am. You leave me alone for a while. ”

Yan Xi stood at the door, glanced at a large dressing mirror on the side, and it was reflecting her appearance in the sofa - her hands were on her knees, her face was buried between her legs, so that people could not see her expression, the wedding dress was very wrinkled, and it seemed that it was not properly dressed, and a whole piece of white skin was exposed on her back.

Yan Xi guessed something, and his expression instantly turned a little cold.

"Good. I don't go over. I'll go out first. If it's okay, call me. Yan Xi turned around to go out, and added at the end, "If it's okay, you must call me." Xiaoyin, don't worry me. ”

Tong Qiangqiang covered his face, and his teary eyes became even more fierce.

***

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, old Han, what are you talking about, how are you talking to your little nephew?" Mai Xiuze chased Han Lie all the way downstairs, and when he passed in front of the designer, he didn't forget to say hello, "Hey, beauty!" and then continued to follow Han Lie to the door, Mai Xiuze took a quick step and patted him on the shoulder to stop him, "For you, I have been a bad guy in front of my little nephew and Mr. Yan, you should always tell me about the situation and the result!"

Han Lie was forced to stop, was silent for a few seconds, and then said, "If I don't have reason and calmness, I'm a madman, a madman who will only make things worse!"

It was rare for Mai Xiuze to hear Han Lie say this about himself, and he was stunned: "You really look like a madman now. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he reacted to the point of Han Lie's words just now, and immediately became angry: "What? 'Things are getting worse and worse' doesn't mean that you and your little nephew and daughter-in-law have a bad chat?"

Mai Xiuze grabbed Han Lie's arm: "What's going on, what's going on? Tell me more about it! I'll see if I can remedy it!"

"Mr. Han. Yan Xi walked out at this time and asked with a cold face, "Do you have time to have a drink with me?"

Han Lie was expressionless for two seconds, then walked inside.

Listening to the meaning, they want to fight each other alone, so he naturally doesn't want to go in and disturb him. Han Lie should be able to handle it, right? Mai Xiuze stood in place and scratched his head. But Lao Han didn't handle the relationship with his little nephew and daughter-in-law, is it really okay?

***

Yan Xi walked into the bar and asked Han Lie, "What are you drinking?"

He took off his coat, leaving only a woolen sweater, the cuffs rolled up high, and in front of him were all kinds of base wines, as well as tools for mixing.

Han Lie sat on the high chair at the bar and said lightly, "Whatever." ”

Yan Xi turned around and made a few simple fancy bartending movements, and quickly turned back and put a glass of liquid in front of Han Lie, "I'm very unprofessional in bartending, you will drink it." ”

After speaking, he turned around and took out a carton of New Zealand imported milk from the Xiaoice box behind the bar, poured out a glass for himself, and then sat down, looked at Han Lie, and raised his glass slightly, "I knew you three years ago, and now we have officially met, I toast you." ”

The smile on his face was extraordinarily elegant and calm, without the slightest hint of a war between men, but like treating a long-lost friend.

Han Lie glanced at the milk in his glass, and then at the unknown liquid in his wine glass, raised his hand, touched his glass lightly, and said in a sure tone, "You took her away from the hospital." ”

"Yes. Yan Xi confessed frankly, took a sip of milk, and said, "Have you seen the jade pendant around her neck? It is not a relic of her adoptive father Tong Ming, but a gift I gave her before." It's also an important token that I can get her back. I heard that you and Uncle Liang are old acquaintances? Then you should know that Uncle Liang has a daughter who has been lost for many years. As you know by now, it's Qiangqiang. ”

Han Lie didn't react in any way, staring at the rows of wine glasses behind Yan Xi's back. The shiny glasses, of different shapes and colors, are neatly arranged on the long countertop, and are reflected by the light in a bright and shimmering light.

After a few seconds, they asked, "How is she doing in the past three years?"

Yan Xi didn't know what he remembered, smiled softly, and didn't give Han Lie a direct answer, but said, "If she's doing well, you should ask her yourself." Only she knows best if she is good or not. Han Lie pursed his lips. The same question, in the hotel of Xiyueting a few days ago, he naturally asked Tong Qiangqiang. He didn't know why he was asking again. I guess it's to confirm with others. But what is there to be sure? Didn't he already see it. I saw her life now. I heard it, I heard her final refusal.

"Do you know what this glass of wine I gave you is called?" Yan Xi asked suddenly.

Han Lie stared down at the wine glass he was holding in his hand. It was black, with only a drop of red floating on the top. It's not good-looking.

"Despair. Yan Xi said lightly, "Tong Qiangqiang's despair three years ago. ”

Han Lie's eyes inevitably flickered slightly, but just for a moment, his expression returned to normal, and his fingers tapped lightly on the countertop, waiting for Yan Xi's next words.

Yan Xi's expression was calm, and he continued slowly: "Tong Qiangqiang is indeed dead. Died three years ago, on the rooftop of the hospital three years ago. ”

Han Lie's fingers froze suddenly.

"I'll personally confirm Xiaoyin's intentions. If she is willing to go with you, I will respect her meaning. I just hope that you can respect her as well. ”

With that, Yan Xi stood up.

The light projected by the bar counter was a deep shade of blue, one by one, like a sleeping lotus flower in the water, slowly unfolding, rippling the blue water, and falling on his face.

"Mr. Han, I admit that you are a very powerful, successful and courageous businessman, and even Uncle Liang has praised you. But the way of shopping malls is not suitable for emotional management. It's not that you do your best to grab the other party's sore feet and attack them fiercely to push them into a corner, so that you can surrender to you and be swallowed up by you. How terrible must it be to be full of calculating feelings?"

***

Mai Xiuze chatted with the female designer of Tong Qiangqiang's wedding dress outside for a while, and finally waited for Han Lie to come out, and hurriedly stepped forward: "What's the matter?

Han Lie didn't know if he didn't hear him or didn't want to pay attention to him, so he passed him straight and got into the car.

When the car drove out quickly, Mai Xiuze realized that he hadn't gotten into the car yet, and chased after the car angrily: "Hey, hey, hey, you wait for me!"

***

When Yan Xi returned upstairs, the door to Tong Qiangqiang's room was open.

He walked in, and saw that she seemed to have just finished changing her clothes, and was arranging the hem of her wedding dress.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, she turned her head, and her still a little red eyes smiled at him in a soft shape, and asked, "What about the designer?"

"What's wrong?" Yan Xi stepped forward, ready to take the wedding dress in her hand.

Tong Qiangqiang avoided his hand and said with a worried expression: "I don't want it anymore." I want to change it. Do you think that's too much to ask?"

Yan Xi rubbed the corner of her forehead: "If you don't like it, replace it." He looked up at his watch, "Let's go, we'll go and pick another one now." ”

Tong Qiangqiang shook his head: "You don't have to go in person. Let the designer help me choose. Anyway, during this time, she has basically figured out the style I like, and she knows my size. ”

"Are you sure? This is a wedding dress that you can only wear once in a lifetime?" Yan Xi confirmed to her.

Tong Qiangqiang asked rhetorically: "Do you think that I don't pay attention to weddings, it's too casual?"

"How come?" Yan Xi took her into his arms, "I'm not married to your wedding dress." What you like is the most important thing. ”

Tong Qiangqiang wrapped his arms around Yan Xi's waist and buried his face in his chest.

Yan Xi touched her soft hair and called her softly, "Xiaoyin." ”

"Huh?"

"I'm also seriously asking you one last time, are you sure you want to marry me?"

Tong Qiangqiang was stunned, raised his head, and looked up at Yan Xi: "I'm sure." ”

"I see. Yan Xishu smiled, held her face with both hands, and gently dropped a kiss on her forehead.

***

After entrusting the designer with the matter of changing the wedding dress, Yan Xi and Tong Qiangqiang drove back to the manor. Sure enough, as Yan Xi said, under the urging of time urgency, Tong Qiangqiang quickly packed his luggage for the honeymoon trip.

She always thought that Liang Dawson and Zhuang Yirou had already prepared for their daughter to get married, especially when she was still married to Yan Xi, except for a marriage ceremony, there should be no difference, but that night, the two took turns to talk to her in Tong Qiangqiang's house.

What Zhuang Yirou talked about was nothing more than hoping that she would fulfill her responsibilities and obligations as a wife after becoming a wife, and she couldn't rely on Yan Xi's spoiling to be out of character, and then inevitably mentioned again that she wanted her to change jobs and have children as soon as possible.

Liang Dawson, as a father, was a little remarkable, and after repeating a sentence or two of Zhuang Yirou's words, he asked coldly: "Have you not let go of Han Lie yet?"

At that time, Tong Qiangqiang was wearing a mask on his face, and he was stunned when he heard the words.

Liang Dawson's expression was very solemn, and his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were full of wisdom: "Although you are my daughter, Yan Xi is also the child I watched grow up." I don't want you to just take Yan Xi's goodness as a lifesaver and a haven of shelter for you from drowning, I want you to be—"

"Dad, your daughter is not so unbearable. Tong Qiangqiang took the mask off his face, "I want to live with Yan Xi for the rest of my life." Unless one day he doesn't want me. ”

Liang Dawson put away his solemnity when he heard this, and his face was full of laugh lines: "Good boy." It's Dad who thinks about it. ”

***

The next day, everyone got up early.

Because of the temporary change of wedding dress, Tong Qiangqiang went to the rest room prepared for the bride in the church earlier than the original time.

The new wedding dress brought to her by the designer was more traditional than the original one, with a lace design from the chest to the neck, dotted with small pale yellow flowers, and the designer told her that this was Australia's national flower, the acacia.

While the designer was putting her veil, there was a knock on the door of the lounge.

Tong Qiangqiang guessed that An Lu couldn't help but come to see the bride's appearance first, but it turned out that it was Mai Xiuze who came in.

Tong Qiangqiang subconsciously shrank and glanced behind Mai Xiuze. Mai Xiuze knew what she was thinking, and said helplessly: "I'm alone." You can rest assured. ”

Even so, Tong Qiangqiang's attitude was not too good, and he asked lukewarmly: "Is there something wrong?"

Mai Xiuze smiled bitterly: "I just came to your wedding today as your old friend. As he spoke, he deliberately showed the invitation and shook it.

Tong Qiangqiang rolled his eyes: "Then I gave the invitation to Shi Xiao, right?"

Wasn't it for Han Lie before giving it to Shi Xiao? Mai Xiuze naturally didn't say anything, and after slandering, he leaned forward to look at her, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect me to be attending your wedding." I didn't expect you to get married. ”

Tong Qiangqiang lowered her head and the designer used a secret card to help her fix the position of the veil, and said, "What's so good? Yours is so much." ”

Mai Xiuze smiled faintly. What he really "unexpectedly" was that he didn't expect to attend Tong Qiangqiang's wedding one day, but the groom was not Han Lie.

Mai Xiuze was silent, silently watching the designer finally help Tong Qiangqiang put on his veil, explained a few words, and walked out temporarily.

Tong Qiangqiang sat on the chair, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, looked at himself in the mirror and was ready, with a smile on his face, and then glanced at Mai Xiuze, who was standing with his back against the wall: "Aren't you going out yet?" The wedding will start soon. ”

Mai Xiuze said with a hippie smile: "You are so beautiful, I suddenly regret that I didn't chase you when I first met you." Do you think it's too late for me to rob the marriage?"

Tong Qiangqiang smiled calmly: "First of all, I accepted your praise for me." As for the marriage robbery...... her smile turned into a smile, and she took a sip of disgust, "Get out." ”

Mai Xiuze's eyes flashed, and he suddenly said, "Do you know, in the past three years that you have been missing, Han Lie has pretended not to care on the surface, but in fact, he has not given up looking for you secretly. ”

He changed the subject without warning, and Tong Qiangqiang reacted, the smile on his face frozen.

Mai Xiuze seized the time to continue speaking: "In three years, countless possibilities can occur, and these countless possibilities can give rise to countless kinds of panic. You haven't heard from you at all, you're no one, did you leave on your own, kidnapped, trafficked, or died a long time ago. ”

"Enough. Tong Qiangqiang had a cold face.

"For Han Lie, who has been looking for you and waiting for you, every day is hope, and every day is also disappointment, and in the days when hope and disappointment are intertwined, he slowly moves towards despair. ”

"Mai Xiuze, you go out!" Tong Qiangqiang accentuated.

"He may have used you, but your disappearance in the past three years has been the greatest retribution for him. ”

"Mai Xiuze!" Tong Qiangqiang stood up from his chair, trembling a little.

Mai Xiuze looked at Tong Qiangqiang fixedly, and said the last sentence: "Don't doubt it. Han Lie, how much he loves you, I'm afraid even he doesn't know it. ”

Tong Qiangqiang was stunned, and immediately, she laughed, as if she had heard some big joke: "He loves me?"

Mai Xiuze nodded cautiously.

"What if he says he loves me now?" Tong Qiangqiang felt like his heart was suddenly clenched, swollen and painful. She clutched her chest and turned the smile on her face into mockery, "It's too late...... You tell me, how can a cold heart be revived......?"

Although it was an inquiry, she didn't seem to need Mai Xiuze's answer at all, she held her bouquet again, sat firmly in her chair, and said coldly, "Can you go out now?"

All the words that Mai Xiuze swirled around his mouth couldn't say. Swallowing his throat, he turned to open the door and walked out, and at the last moment the door closed, he said sincerely: "Qiangqiang, I wish you happiness." ”

Tong Qiangqiang replied with his back: "Thank you, I will." ”

"Sister Liang, Sister Liang!" An Lu ran over happily at this time, "It's going to start, it's going to start! I'm here to inform you!"

Mai Xiuze didn't listen to the movement in the back, walked back to the church, and sat silently in the corner.

There were not many people who came to watch the ceremony, except for the Liang couple, Yan Jia, Mrs. Smith, An Lu and Mai Xiuze, and a few were the neighbors of Y&L Winery and the local residents of Hunter Valley who were friends with Yan Xi and Yan Jia.

The wedding process was carried out in an orderly manner.

When Tong Qiangqiang and Yan Xi finished their marriage vows with each other under the guidance of the priest and signed the marriage certificate, Mai Xiuze left.

Walking out of the church, he saw Han Lie's back coldly.

Standing alone in front of the church, it was as if looking out into the wilderness in the distance.

The bell on the top floor struck twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and cheers were faintly heard in the church, obscured by the movement of a flock of pigeons flapping their wings and flapping by.

Mai Xiuze quietly came behind Han Lie, and heard Han Lie say, "Mai Xiuze, I regret it. ”

Mai Xiuze sighed secretly, and was about to say something, when the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

***

In the church, Yan Jia was stunned for two seconds because he received the bouquet inexplicably, and quickly threw the bouquet to An Lu with a red face.

Tong Qiangqiang leaned on Yan Xi's shoulder and teased Yan Jia with everyone.

Yan Jia's thin face was a little unbearable, and he hurriedly walked out of the side door.

The phone in my pocket rang suddenly.

Yan Jia took out his mobile phone and glanced at the number, glanced at Yan Xi with a smile on his face, and hung up the phone. However, the other party quickly dialed back.

After a moment's hesitation, she picked it up.

A minute later, she ran back to the church, ran to Yan Xi's side, her face was a little pale, and called him in a low voice: "Brother, the phone ......"