The Perfect Hidden Marriage

Sister Hong did not panic because her throat was being held.

But seeing her eyes darken, he easily clamped down on Gu Lijun's hand. With a little force, he pushed her forward and pushed her helplessly onto the bed.

Yes, Sister Hong is not an ordinary woman.

She is the female bodyguard Xiao Zhidong hired with a high salary to look after Gu Lijun.

It's care in name but control in reality.

Inevitably, Gu Lijun let out a scream during her counterattack.

She ignored it and just said quietly:

Whether you admit it or not, you are still Mrs. Xiao Zhidong in name. It's best to stop having those thoughts that you shouldn't have as soon as possible. It's been more than five years, why can't you figure it out? Being stubborn will only harm others and yourself.

She let go of her hand, touched her pinched neck, and stared coldly.

Gu Lijun clutched her chest, put her head on the quilt, and cried bitterly.

This cry was more intense than any other time.

The cry was enough to tear down the roof.

But Sister Hong was indifferent and turned around and left.

She really couldn't sympathize with this woman.

Gu Lijun, who was still unwilling to give up, suddenly jumped up from the bed and hurriedly chased after her. He knelt down in front of her and grabbed her hand, shouting with a miserable look on his face:

Sister Hong, please, please let me see him once... I want to see him, just once. Sister Hong... I only see him once...

The look on her face was so sad and she was crying, so pitiful.

If a bystander who doesn't know the details sees this scene, he will definitely be moved by it and soft-heartedly agree.

But Sister Hong remained expressionless, condescending, and her eyes were extremely cold:

Madam, it's not that I won't help you, it's just that I think it's really impossible for you and the Second Young Master...

What if we meet again?

In name, you are now his baby mother... the biological mother of his fourth brother...

No matter how deviant the second young master is, he will never want his father's woman again...

“No matter how big a man’s heart is, it’s not big enough for a father and son to share the same wife.

If you continue to pester him, you will not only destroy yourself, but also his life...

Those cruel words, like a ruthless sharp blade, stung her deeply.

The long eyelashes fluttered, and the tears fell.

Those big, beautiful eyes evoked too much heartbreaking pain.

In fact, she didn't know these truths.

She knows everything.

However, she just didn't want to give in to fate.

Sister Hong, we are all women, can you really bear to watch me live a life worse than death?

I'm only thirty-two years old, can you just watch me ruin the rest of my life in this impossible-to-happy marriage?

Sister Hong, if I can't see him again, I can't give up...

“When I separated from him, the only person I thought about was that I loved him.

When I was giving birth to Jingqi, he was still on my mind.

Sister Hong...

The hard pleas were interrupted every time:

No matter how life is worse than death, it's your own choice, isn't it?

Sister Hong only pointed out such a fact lightly and was completely unmoved by it.

This point made Gu Lijun unable to control herself and almost collapsed and screamed:

It wasn't my choice. I didn't have a choice at that time.

Sister Hong immediately retorted coldly:

Is there really no choice? Madam, if you are willing to think about it carefully, in fact, you still made a choice - between your brother and the second young master, you finally chose your brother. So, Jing Qi was born into this world.

When Gu Lijun heard this, she shook her head desperately and tried her best to deny it, with an angry and loud voice:

No, no...because I couldn't find Jingheng at that time...I couldn't let anything happen to my brother...I was forced...

Sister Hong interrupted her self-explanation with a louder voice:

Madam, you used a child to protect your brother Gu Yuehua, so that he can have a bright future.

Even if you were forced, the person who forced you didn't treat you badly.

You should know in your heart that everything Gu Yuehua has now and the broad road he is walking on are not something that ordinary people can walk on if they want.

“Nothing in this world can be achieved without hard work.

If you change the fate of others, you must pay for it with your own fate.

“That’s the price you have to pay for it.

“You can’t blame others.

“Because this was what was approved at the beginning.

Now that things have changed, no matter how you feel wronged, you shouldn't have made such a choice in the first place.

Sister Hong didn't want to say anything more, so she sternly said a few words and backed out.

On the floor, Gu Lijun, who had lost her argument, sat slumped there, looking at the gorgeous master bedroom, crying silently.

She sat there for an unknown amount of time.

Later, she stood up supporting the wall and walked to the window sill with weak legs.

Outside the window, there is a colorful garden.

Spring, with Ma Liang's pen, is describing its gracefulness, its charm, and its colorfulness with thick ink and color.

Once upon a time, she was the girl who loved spring the most.

Because, in spring, the earth is full of green and the colors are delicious.

Because, in spring, she can wear the most beautiful skirt, and she can use her most beautiful side to seduce the eyes of her beloved man and make him fascinated by her.

Because she and he met in the beautiful spring of March.

Because they had made a lifelong covenant under the brilliant cherry blossom trees.

Because they had made an appointment to get married and have children in the spring of the coming year. They would stay together and hold each other for the rest of their lives.

She once thought that spring was her lucky season - all good things happened in spring.

She will also smile happily in the spring and become the most beautiful bride.

That was six years ago.

Now.

Now, she is in the eighteenth level of hell.

In this gloomy world, the only person who can cut through the thorns to save her is Xiao Jingheng.

The meeting six years ago, the mutual understanding, love and compassion were the only support for her to survive.

She always knew that he was not married yet.

I also know that he still doesn’t have a regular girlfriend.

She thought that he was still nostalgic for the past.

She felt that he would come back to find her.

Was she wrong?

Why is the final result waiting for:

He gave up on her and married another.

Ah Heng, you are mine.

How can you marry someone else?

Thinking like this, tears flowed freely from the corners of my eyes.

*

Jin Hengyuan answered a phone call, went into the study, turned on the computer, and dealt with some things.

Bo Feihong walked in with a cup of tea in his hand and handed it over:

This is the Lu'an Guapian you made people drink.

Why is it your turn to send it in? Thanks!

Jin Hengyuan glanced at it, took it, blew open the tea leaves, and took a sip. The tea was fragrant and tasted wonderful - his eyebrows also smiled like flowers: it was a happy smile.

I've never seen you so happy. Come by again to feast your eyes.

Bo Feihong teased and looked at his watch:

I went up at half past nine and came down at two o'clock. Be careful...you are not twenty-two years old...

Get lost. Are you kidding me?

He raised his eyebrows and cursed with a smile.

How dare you, now you are my bread and butter.

Bo Feihong smiled lightly and sat down:

I came here because I forgot to tell you something...

What's up?

He put down the teacup.

Bo Feihong immediately answered:

Yesterday Su Jin asked me about Gu Yuehua. I told her by the way that Jingqi's biological mother was called Gu Lijun... Well, I just mentioned the name, and I didn't say anything else. But, you can see Come out, she’s quite curious about it.”

How could Jin Hengyuan not see it? He immediately smiled and said nothing, tracing the patterns on the celadon tea cup with his fingers.

Bo Feihong tapped his index finger on the table:

Gu Yuehua has a bad attitude and hides hatred in his heart, fearing that he will do something bad.

I think it would be best if you explained the matter to Su Jin earlier.

Just think about it, what if one day Gu Yuehua takes advantage of us and secretly tells something about you and Lijun in front of Su Jin?

At that time, it may affect the relationship between you and your young couple...

Isn't there a primacy effect in Psychology?

The first impression someone gives you will directly affect your judgment of that person.

If you talk to Su Jin about you and Gu Lijun through someone else's mouth, that person will definitely add a lot of personal emotions in the process of talking, and it's easy to add fuel to the fire...

It's better that you just say it.

“And, I have to say it before everyone else.

When Su Jin accepts this, the shock will be much less than hearing it from other people's mouths...

The reason why he said this was simply because he hoped that there would be no more changes in his marriage.

How difficult it is to meet someone who you want to hold and take care of for the rest of your life and who is willing to be controlled by her in your life.

Now, it was rare that he met him. As an old friend, he had to put himself in his shoes.

I see.

Jin Hengyuan nodded:

I will tell you. But it will take a few days. Now my relationship with Su Jin is on good terms. Talking about those unpleasant things would ruin the atmosphere.

He planned to wait until he came back from Beijing, that would be better.

Bo Feihong didn't say anything after hearing this. He just shook his head and changed the topic with a sigh:

Yes, yes, I can see it. You kid, have you fallen into the honeypot now, haven't you? Look how happy you are every day? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed you. It will be like this...

Isn't it great now?

Jin Hengyuan smiled:

I like it very much...

I feel happy every day, live a fulfilling life, and have happiness bubbling up. How wonderful...

“The only trouble is there’s too much business.

I decided: after I finish the things I'm doing, I have to take a vacation. I'm going to have fun for a while...

Hey, don't envy me...

You can do it too.

Find a woman who can make you feel comfortable physically and mentally to live your life. This life will definitely be several times better than what you usually live...

He rolled his eyes and took the opportunity to continue:

Yang Jiahui can make you feel comfortable, right?

It's just that you have a mental disorder, right...

By the way, one day, when Xiao Su and I get married, you have to be my best man. Then, Yang Jiahui will definitely be the bridesmaid... How about you guys take the opportunity to get together again?

If you really have any ideas, come to me and Xiao Su again. Don't worry, we will definitely help you...

He wanted to enlighten this fool.

Who would have thought that this fool would not appreciate it at all:

You can be a bodyguard, but I don't have to be a best man. I have a scar on my face, so I won't embarrass you. I'm kind. I'm going out for a walk... I don't want to sit here and listen to you talk about something that can make people get goosebumps. The disgusting lines... I really can't stand it... I'm leaving...

Bo Feihong left gracefully.

Behind the beautiful mahogany desk, Jin Hengyuan sat leisurely, drinking tea leisurely without calling anyone to stop:

Oh, if you don’t appreciate it, don’t appreciate it!

I thought he was pitiful and couldn't bear to keep this old friend in the dark——

He was nourished by love and wanted to see his old friend live a good life.

As a result, he actually acted cool with him.

I don’t even want to be the best man anymore…

So disrespectful.

If you don’t cheat, you won’t cheat.

He thought happily:

At that time, Yang Jiahui's belly should have become pregnant...

Oh, he wanted to see if this old boy could still say well-intentioned words as calmly as he did now.

After thinking about it like this, Jin Hengyuan suddenly looked forward to seeing Bo Feihong follow Yang Jiahui like an old hen one day in the future, looking pitiful when he wanted to be attentive but couldn't, and his hot face was pressed against her cold ass.

He curled his lips and snickered, feeling bad...