There was a hint of humility in this voice.

Waiting for Qiao Qiao to give him an answer, the night outside the balcony was quieter and heavier.

It was so quiet that you could hear his heartache.

Qiao Qiao didn't answer him dryly, proving that she was a little hesitant.

Or, I don't love it.

That's why I didn't answer her simply.

Otherwise, once she has something in her heart, she will simply say it.

Shang Lu held the nanmu railing uneasily, and suddenly said, "Forget it, you don't need to tell me the answer......

Qiao Qiao, who was thousands of miles away, felt a little sour in her heart.

What makes her even more sour is some of her state of mind.

Blowing a cold wind and looking at the snowflakes, she said:

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"Shang Lu, you should know that when I was with you, I was here to avoid the trouble of being harassed by Chen Yajun."

"It's also to find someone who is suitable for living with a fire and spending the rest of my life together, I don't go for love."

Shang Lu's shoulders slumped, looking a little depressed.

At night, his entire slender and majestic figure looked particularly lonely.

But he tried his best to use a calm tone to hide the uneasiness in his heart, "I know." ”

When she got married, she said it all.

Then he asked, "What about after marriage, during the six months you got along after marriage, did you ever love me?" ”

After asking this sentence, Shang Lu's entire back stiffened.

Hold the railing tighter.

The more overwhelmed I became, the more I pressed harder.

Qiao Qiao, who was on the other end of the "......", did not answer him immediately.

She looked up at the night sky in the same area as Shang Lu and asked, "Shang Lu, it's snowing here in Wenzhou, what about you?" ”

"Joel." Shang Lu's voice was slightly hoarse, revealing unprecedented humility, "Answer my question head-on, what about after marriage, have you fallen in love with me after marriage?" ”

"Shang Lu, at our age, it is impossible to love vigorously, let alone anyone." She was telling the truth.

It's all her true state of mind after going through so much.

She was abandoned twice.

Once was the biological parents who gave birth to her and raised her until she was four years old.

once grew up with her since childhood, lived a stormy life together, and He Qidong, who was also loved by his parents.

Although they have only been officially in love for three years, they can be regarded as childhood sweethearts, and in the end He Qidong left.

This experience has created her character of not wanting to rely on anyone.

Naturally, I won't let myself become a love brain, and I won't be so crazy about love.

Telling the truth can be a bit hurtful.

So, she continued to appease Shang Lu.

"Shang Lu, of course, you are the marriage partner I chose for myself."

"Whether you are a migrant worker after bankruptcy, or the richest man in Pengcheng, you are all my approved husband."

"I'm going to try to get used to our differences, and I'm still going to take this marriage seriously."

Her answer was neither strong nor light, and extremely serious.

Shang Lu smiled in a low voice.

In the laughter, there was a hint of pain and helplessness.

The hand holding the railing unconsciously let go weakly.

In the palm of his hand, he is no longer powerless.

It's better not to give such an answer than to give it.

People who live together in a relationship!?

Ultimately...... Just don't love.

"Is it snowing a lot over there?" As if to divert the depression in his heart, he changed the subject.

"I guess when I wake up tomorrow morning, I can see the branches on both sides of the road bent by heavy snow." Qiao Qiao looked at the snowflakes flying outside the balcony and responded.

"It must have been cold. Do you have the heating in your house? ”

"Hmm."

"Go to bed early, cover the quilt, don't catch a cold."

"Shang Lu." Qiao Qiao shouted at him.

"I wish you could call me husband." Shang Lu listened to the voice that seemed to be full of time, revealing a trace of anticipation.

"......" Qiao Qiao was a little unable to shout.

I'm still not used to that kind of greasy and meaty name.

It probably has something to do with her independent and non-dependent personality.

Shang Lu said without subtlety, "Qiao'er, when you were in the same room with me, when you called my husband emotionally on me, it was really charming. ”

Qiao Qiao: "......"

It's not something to be shy about.

Everyone is a real couple who have been in bed many times and have had many in-depth conversations.

Nothing to be shy about.

It's just that in this charming night in the dead of night, it seems a little ...... to talk about such a explicit topic

"Shang Lu, I'm going to sleep." Qiao Qiao reminded, "Don't be too late. ”

"Hmm."

The phone beeps and hangs up.

Shang Lu's hand holding the phone hung down.

Weakly landed on the side of the body.

With the other hand, he subconsciously took out the cigarette in the bag of his dressing gown.

That's just pumped leftovers.

All the calmness and composure that had just been disguised in front of Qiao Qiao were like a mountain collapsing at this moment.

Irritable and restless.

The more this is the case, the more anxious I am to light the lighter and want to light a cigarette to relieve my boredom.

The fireworks of the flash cannon were extinguished by the wind again and again.

Fight again, but refuse to burn.

When he was in a low mood, he bullied him even with a lighter.

He threw the lighter on the carpet and crumpled the cigarette in his hand and threw it down.

At this time, there is a prompt message on the phone.

It was Qiao Qiao's WeChat that came in: Shang Lu, before hanging up the phone, I want to ask you, should you be formal, take me to your real home and have a look?

Shang Lu replied: It really should, I'll arrange it, are you free?

Qiao Qiao: I'll take time out if I'm not free, I'll go back to Pengcheng the day after tomorrow.

Shang Lu: I'll pick you up at the airport.

Qiao Qiao: No, I don't.

Shanglu: ......

After a while, Shang Lu sent her again: Qiao'er, thank you.

Qiao Qiao: What are you thanking me for?

Shang Lu: Concealing your identity, such a big thing, thank you for forgiving me.

Qiao Qiao: I don't know if you can adapt to your new identity, but I'll do my best...... Slept.

Shang Lu: Good night!

Two days later, Qiao Qiao flew back to Pengcheng.

She didn't tell Shang Lu which flight she was on.

But when the plane landed, she turned on her mobile phone and received a message from Shang Lu: Qiao'er, I'm waiting for you at the No. 5 pick-up gate, and you can see me when you come out.

She frowned.

I didn't even tell the man what flight she was on, and he actually came.

Not surprising either.

He is the richest man in Pengcheng, let alone check the flight number, even if it is looking for a needle in a haystack, with his power, it is easy.

Out of the pick-up gate, Shang Lu walked over, took the bag in her hand, and handed it to the driver Xiao Chen.

"This is my driver." Shang Lu introduced, "Xiao Chen." ”

Xiao Chen respectfully shouted, "Madam." ”

Knowing that the third master and his wife were in conflict these days, he hurriedly said sweetly, "Mrs., the third master thinks about you these days, you don't think about it, it's good that you come back." ”

I have never experienced what it is like to be a rich wife of a wealthy family.

Thinking that she was a rural girl who couldn't even eat enough from childhood to adulthood, and suddenly one day became Mrs. Kuo of the richest family in Pengcheng.

Someone helped her with her luggage and called her wife one after another.

I can't get used to this sudden change.

Shang Lu glared at Xiao Chen, which meant that he was quite strange for talking too much.

Immediately, he took Qiao Qiao's hand, "Get in the car, it's windy outside." ”

The broad palms were tightly clasped around the five fingers of her left hand.

She's cold.

Shang Lu held it tighter, as if he wanted to give her all the warmth in his palm.

In the past, when he was just an IT worker, this kind of warmth between the two made her feel very down-to-earth.

Now he is the richest man in Pengcheng, the business tycoquel who stands at the top of the power, and no matter how meticulous he treats her, she always feels unreal.

The hand was obviously clenched tightly, but there was no sense of security at all.

My heart began to suffer from gains and losses.

How long can such a warm moment last......

I think she's always been independent.

Whoever comes and who leaves, she can see it very indifferently.

How can there ever be gains and losses at this moment?