First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

Song Qianyan already regretted it when she rushed out of the room yesterday, how could she talk to her brother Jin like that, will brother Jin dislike her even more because of this.

Sitting in the office and looking at the names in the phone's address book, I was very hesitant, whether I should make this call or not.
After thinking about the reasons for a long time, one of the reasons finally prevailed, and he quickly pressed the phone.

Sitting in front of the window, Ou Jinchuan, who was still thinking about whether he was really too much yesterday, was awakened by the ringtone of his mobile phone, which was Song Qianyan's exclusive ringtone, and even took the initiative to call him.

The mood improved immediately, someone quickly took the phone and connected the call.

"Brother Jin, I'm the one who said it shallowly. Does your leg still hurt today?" Hearing the cautious voice on the phone, Ou Jinchuan himself didn't realize that the smile on his face had begun to flood.

"Oh, don't you care if it hurts or not?" Thinking of Song Qianyan's resoluteness when he left last night, Ou Jinchuan felt depressed for a while.

"Brother Jin, I'm sorry, I was the one who had a bad attitude yesterday." Song Qianyan, who knew he was wrong, lowered his voice now.

"Hehe, don't give hope to others by saying those swear words."

Ou Jinchuan's tone was still merciless, and now it has become a habit to talk about poisonous snakes to Song Qian.

"Brother Jin, I will definitely work hard to cure you, and I will never give up."

As soon as Song Qianyan finished speaking, he saw Han Mushi standing at the door of the office.

"Qianyan, you are busy first, I am here to find you for dinner, I will wait for you."

Han Mushi didn't turn down his volume, he did it on purpose, originally he just wanted to see Song Qianyan, but when he heard that it was Ou Jinchuan on the other end of the phone, he decided to have dinner together.

"Well, wait for me at that time."

"Song Qianyan, that's enough for you. Don't call me anymore. Go and spend time with your man. I don't need you to worry about it." Ou Jinchuan, who was in a good mood at first, suddenly heard a man's voice. When he doubted which man must be Han Mu, his mood turned upside down in an instant.

Song Qianyan, who thought that the relationship would be harmonious, was taken aback by the sudden roar on the phone. Although brother Jin said he had a bad temper, he has never been so moody recently. Could it be that his condition has deteriorated again?
"I'm sorry at Mu Shi, I can't have dinner with you anymore, I don't worry about Master Ou's place."

When Song Qianyan looked at Han Mu apologetically, she still responded with an understanding smile.

"It's okay to speak lightly, it's the same in another day, you go to work first." Although Han Mushi felt very uncomfortable in his heart, he didn't show it. Perhaps it was the perennial disguise that prevented him from exposing his humbleness to the sun. Down.

Looking at the time, Song Qianyan drove the Mustang straight to Ou Shi. Because he was in a hurry, he didn't see Han Mushi's gloomy expression.

When did he, Han Mu, be so humble, but the woman he regarded as a treasure was willing to go to Ou Jinchuan to be bullied.

"Master, do you want to disclose to the outside world the news that your leg is recovering?"

Wen Yifan looked at his boss with admiration. In order to pretend that he had bad legs, he sat in a wheelchair except for sleeping. After so many years, this is not something ordinary people can bear.

"Not for now, I want to see what tricks Ou Jianbang and Song Jianguo have."

Ou Jinchuan stood up suddenly, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looked at the scenery outside, wondering what the believers were thinking.

Song Qianyan covered her mouth and looked at the scene in the room in disbelief. She wanted to push the door in just now, but she didn't want to see Ou Jinchuan stand up when the door just opened a gap.

"Who?" Perhaps Song Qianyan was too nervous, and his breathing was too rapid for Wen Yifan to notice first.

"I, I... Brother Jin, is your leg really okay?" Song Qianyan was shocked, not sure if it was too happy or what.

"Didn't you see it? Or are you disappointed to see that my legs are fine? Song Qianyan, just admit it, you are a vain woman."

Ou Jinchuan, the person who first saw the door, was surprised for a moment, but soon he cleaned up his expression and changed to a half-smile.

"Brother Jin, I'm so happy." Song Qianyan smiled. Even though Brother Jin lied to her, she was still very happy, but there was a slight bitterness in her heart.

"Hehe, Song Qianyan, stop pretending."

Ou Jinchuan still looked disgusted, as if Song Qianyan was a piece of trash.

"Brother Jin, what do you mean? I hope you get better more than anyone else."

"Song Qianyan, how long do you want to lie to me with Song Jianguo?"

"Father?" Song Qianyan was puzzled when he heard Song Jianguo's name.

My heart was full of doubts. It stands to reason that Ou Jinchuan's leg had recovered long ago. It is impossible for his father to say that his condition has been deteriorating.

"Hehe, don't pretend you don't know. Song Jianguo couldn't get away from my car accident back then."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could Dad participate, he is so kind."

What Ou Jinchuan said was like a thunderbolt hitting Song Qianyan's heart, how could it be possible, how could his father do such a thing, but there was no reason to refute it, obviously he recovered, but his father said that it was still deteriorating and needed amputation.

"I will not blame any good person, and I will never let anyone who hurt me, including Song Jianguo."

Ou Jinchuan's face at this time was a bit ferocious, this was the first time Song Qianyan saw Ou Jinchuan like this, like a demon, staring at her covetously.

"But if you want me to let him go, there is a way." After staring at Song Qianyan for a long time, Ou Jinchuan finally spoke again.

"What way?" Song Qianyan asked hastily as if seeing a ray of light
"Marry me!" A bomb fell, leaving Song Qianyan in a daze for a long time.

"what?"

"Marry me, I will let Song Jianguo go." This was the first time Ou Jinchuan repeated it patiently.

"Brother Jin..." Song Qianyan was conflicted on the surface, but secretly happy in his heart. Brother Jin said he wanted to marry her!
"If my father can be spared, I agree."

The next day when it was reported that the overwhelming arrival was coming, Song Qianyan was a little cute, brother Jin didn't lie to her, they were really going to get married.

"Qianyan, what's going on here." Song Jianguo, who had always played the role of a loving father, was holding a newspaper in his hand and looked at Song Qianyan with a dark face.

Song Qianyan saw the big words on the newspaper at a glance: "Major General Oujia and Miss Song Qianyan are getting engaged soon."

"Oh, Brother Jin proposed to me yesterday, and I agreed."

Song Qianyan knew that her father had always known that she liked Ou Jinchuan, even the reason for going abroad was clear.

"Qianyan, have you really thought about it? Ou Jinchuan's legs will never heal for the rest of his life."

Song Jianguo was not reconciled, his good daughter just married a disabled person like this, not to mention Ou Jinchuan's disability, he also has a share.

"Dad, you know this is my dream since I was a child. I like Brother Jin, and I want to marry him even in my dream. Now that my dream has come true, isn't Dad happy?"

Song Qianyan asked Song Jianguo innocently, only she knew the bitterness in her heart.

"Of course I'm happy. My daughter is about to get married at last. I'm just a little reluctant. I raised such a good daughter and she will soon become someone else's family."

Song Jianguo looked at Song Qianyan sadly, and only he knew whether he was sad because he was reluctant to part with his daughter or something else.

"Thank you, Dad." Song Qianyan threw herself into Song Jianguo's arms, the smell was still in her memory, she really couldn't believe that her kind father would do such a thing.

"Song Qianyan, what do you mean? You know that I like Ou Jinchuan."

Song Qianyan looked at Kaanna's name, hesitated for a long time and then picked it up, feeling a little guilty about Kaanna Song Qianyan.

"Anna, listen to me." For Kaanna, the only friend abroad, Song Qianyan is still a little bit ruthless after all, even though Kaanna designed her last time.

"Song Qianyan, you really disgust me. You keep saying that you want to help me pursue Ou Jinchuan, but you secretly seduce him." Kaanna has lost all reason now, and all she can think about is that Song Qianyan is sorry for her.

"Anna, I told you that I have always liked my little brother, and that person is Ou Jinchuan. Last time you planned my affairs, I don't care about you. This marriage was also proposed by Brother Jin on his own initiative. I am not sorry for you." " After such a long paragraph, Song Qianyan hung up the phone, because brother Jin lost her best girlfriend, but it was worth it, love is selfish.

Since the last time he told Song Qianyan about his marriage, Ou Jinchuan never looked for her again, nor did he deliberately trouble her again.

Song Qianyan always feels that something is missing, does she still have the characteristics of being abused?
It's just that an unexpected person found her at this time.

When she received Xie Yunhan's call, Song Qianyan was very surprised. She didn't pay much attention to such a person who had never been friendly to her.

"Long time no see, come out and have a cup of tea."

Song Qianyan knew that Xie Yunhan had something to say to her, but she couldn't think of anything else they talked about except Han Mushi.

"Okay, you choose the place."

It wasn't until this time that Song Qianyan remembered the existence of Han Mushi, the man who always smiled warmly.

Thinking about it carefully, it's been a long time since I saw him, but now that she agreed to Ou Jinchuan's conditions, wouldn't it be more embarrassing to meet Han Mushi, now everyone knows that she is Ou Jinchuan's fiancée.

The next day, I came to this teahouse called "Quiet" according to the location Xie Yunhan sent her. The decoration is very delicate, which is the style that Song Qianyan likes.

But the person on the seat was not Xie Yunhan but Han Mushi who hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Twilight? What a coincidence."

"Unfortunately, I arranged it on purpose." Song Qianyan's smile froze on his face, and the atmosphere was very awkward for a while.

"What do you want me to do at Mushi? Just call me." Song Qianyan had a forced smile on her face, and she understood what Han Mushi was thinking.