My Groom Ran Away

Ruan Zhiyin knew the joy in Yuelin Shang Cheng's eyes that this person was pretending to be addicted to affection.

Before, she also asked him why he wanted to help himself, and Cheng Yuelin explained that since he had agreed to act as a model couple, he should not be exposed to the outside world. He didn't want Lin Heng's stock price to dive.

In Cheng Yuelin's view, Lin Jingfei's remarks might have threatened his stock price, and that's why they were not pleasing to the eyes of the other party.

As his eyes flashed, Ruan Zhiyin's eyelashes trembled slightly, he sighed in his heart, and then took the man's hand extended.

The palm was warm, and the man's thin callused finger pads rubbed the back of her hand seemingly, there was a itch, but her cold hand gradually warmed up.

Qin Ju stared at the hands between the two, her jaw line tightened, and intense emotions rolled in her dark pupils.

He clenched his five fingers, raised his head and said coldly: "What does Mr Cheng mean?"

"Can't see it?" Cheng Yuelin chuckled, raising his eyebrows arbitrarily, and said, "Of course, I'm here to pick up his wife from get off work."

Ruan Zhiyin couldn't help but squeeze a sweat on the man's wife's call with deep affection.

Qin Yue always advances and retreats, and rarely gets angry. But at this time, his face completely sank, his expression tense, his eyes cold.

He stopped going to see Cheng Yuelin, and stepped forward to hold Ruan Zhiyin's wrist: "Zhiyin, I'll send you back."

The other party held too tightly, Ruan Zhiyin tried his best to stop Qin Jue's hand, and looked at him with slender eyebrows frowning: "Qin Jue, I said that since you escaped from marriage, we will be fine."

Having known Qin Yue for so many years, she also hoped that the two could break up in a decent way, but the other party obviously didn't want to give her this opportunity.

Qin Yue's eyes were sharp, and his clear voice suppressed anger: "You are my fiancee. How can it be possible that our relationship for so many years is not related?"

Ruan Zhiyin almost laughed, only to blame that he was too firm when he was paying, which made Qin Jue feel that he would always stand in the same place, tolerate him, and be considerate of him.

Until now, he was afraid that he still felt that he was joking with him.

She looked at Qin Yue with sarcasm in her eyes. He shook his head helplessly, his lips raised: "Yes, it's a matter."

Immediately afterwards, Ruan Zhiyin's voice was clearly audible: "When you marry Lin Jingfei, I will call you brother-in-law, or you can call me cousin."

At least, in front of Grandpa.

Brother-in-law, cousin.

Qin Yue was stunned immediately, her eyes faintly shocked, staring at her firmly, his emotions of forcibly forbearing forbearance were on the verge of collapse.

After get off work hours, besides the people behind Qin Ju, many other employees gradually piled up in front of the elevator. When they saw this scene, they all looked at each other and whispered.

Upon seeing this, Ruan Zhiyin ignored Qin Jue.

She turned her head and glanced at the man who had time to admire Qin Ju's expression, and tore off the corner of the other party's clothes: "Let's go."

Cheng Yuelin glanced at Qin Ju for the last time, stretched out his hand to cover Ruan Zhiyin's shoulder, and nodded lightly.

Only when he turned around, he suddenly showed a meaningful smirk, and his voice was low and melodious: "Goodbye, sister...husband."

Qin Ju's fingers suddenly clenched, but the next second, the elevator door slowly closed, only the figure of the last two people was deeply in his eyes.

—

Bentley stopped downstairs grinningly.

When Ruan Zhiyin got in the car, he relaxed.

She didn't expect Qin Jue to find the company.

Ruan Zhiyin has always tried his best to avoid personal affairs as employees' chats, and doesn't want to argue with Qin Ju in front of so many people, but today is considered a joke.

But fortunately, Lin Cheng stabilized the hearts of the people and deliberately spread Qin Jue's escape for Lin Jingfei. Cheng Yuelin's coming to pick her up from get off work today would improve her situation.

Thinking of this, she looked at the man next to her.

After getting in the car, Cheng Yuelin let go of her, leaned back on the seat in a leisurely posture, and opened the notebook on the table to handle the work.

His expression looked very focused, and his attitude was very different from the gentle appearance just now.

Ruan Zhiyin couldn't help sighing that the man was exquisite in acting. It was not without reason that he could make a comeback.

For the stock price, this man is really omnipotent.

"Cheng Yuelin."

She took the lead in breaking the silence.

The man raised his eyelids at random and tilted his head slightly: "Well, what?"

Ruan Zhiyin hesitated for a while, and finally said what he wanted to say in the morning, "Thank you for coming to pick me up from get off work. In fact, I hope that we can get along well afterwards."

After listening, Cheng Yuelin looked at her lightly for a few seconds, then chuckled lightly, nodding his head with or without, but he seemed to be in a good mood.

Seeing him respond, Ruan Zhiyin continued: "So the unpleasantness like yesterday...you and I should try to avoid it."

After speaking, Cheng Yuelin paused with his hand on the keyboard and turned his head. There seemed to be doubts in his eyes: "Have we been unhappy yesterday?"

"No?" Ruan Zhiyin asked in a daze.

Last night, they clearly had an unpleasant communication.

There was a gully between his straight eyebrows, he rested his cheeks for a few seconds, and looked at her: "Isn't it a positive and emotional conversation?"

Ruan Zhiyin: "..."

She once again understood the meaning of the man's eyes: He never wastes time easily, and she should feel honored to have this kind of dialogue with people.

Ruan Zhiyin couldn't help but choked slightly, and denied after a long sigh of relief: "Of course not."

The man condensed his eyebrows, opened them quickly, and then asked, "So, how do you want to get along well?"

How to get along well?

She was asked by the man for a while.

It is really hard for Ruan Zhiyin to imagine how she can get along well with him.

In high school, she tried her best to maintain her well-behaved and dull personality, and only Cheng Yuelin had the ability to expose her flaws in anger.

Cheng Yuelin squeezed her image of being helpful and forced her to do homework for him and make up lessons for him, and she often tried to make him deflated by the teachers and parents.

The relationship is not harmonious, and there is too little contact after growing up. Ruan Zhiyin really didn't know. Between the two of them, what is considered to be ‘getting along well’ together.

After thinking for a while, Ruan Zhiyin tried to speak: "I think it should be, respectful in form and gentle and polite in attitude."

At any rate, we should respect each other and communicate amicably.

Although it is a bit difficult for Cheng Yuelin's temper to be gentle, he must always have positive patience and hard work.

"Gentle and polite?" Cheng Yuelin repeated it slowly, paused, and looked at her with a smile, "Just like Qin Yue?"

Ruan Zhiyin was sensitive to the man's emotions, but he didn't know why.

Cheng Yuelin's eyes darkened, and his eyes were as deep as Tan. He pulled the corners of his mouth lightly, and his voice became cold: "Ruan Zhiyin, I'm not Qin Jue."

After that, he opened the door neatly and got off.

His tall figure showed a little indifference, so he walked into the villa alone.

Is this... angry?

Ruan Zhiyin felt inexplicable and felt that his mood was a little uncertain, and he was clearly a little bit happy when he got in the car.

She was stunned, her eyebrows frowned, her head down thinking about the reason, and she even forgot to get out of the car.

In silence, the driver took the bag left in the co-pilot and respectfully said, "Ma'am, this is what Mr. Cheng said he wants to give you."

Ruan Zhiyin suddenly regained consciousness and reached out to take the bag.

Then I found that there was a brand new hair dryer that had not been opened, which happened to be the same as the one she had broken before.

So my heart became more and more puzzled.

He brought the hair dryer over, and obviously wanted to get along well, so why was he angry?

—

Qin's family, even though it was late at night, the lights were still on in Mingtang's living room.

At the entrance, as soon as the door opened, Qin Xiang immediately greeted him. The girl's voice was charming and brisk: "Brother, you are back."

When the words were over, she turned her back to the living room, her expression tangled, and gestured to Qin Ju, and motioned to the other party to wait and respond carefully.

Qin Yue understood her sister's meaning in an instant, nodded at her, handed the coat to Mother Wang, and then paced into the living room.

Qin's mother Fang Weilan was already sitting on the sofa waiting, her posture was elegant and dignified, but her expression was frozen like ice.

The living room was full of silence, Qin Xiang stood aside nervously, and the atmosphere around him was suppressed.

As soon as she saw her son enter the door, Fang Weilan snorted in dissatisfaction, and then began to make trouble: "I heard that you want to help Lin Jingfei invest in movies again?"

Qin Yue sat opposite her blankly, nodded, and explained: "Liang Xiao's movie is good, and grandpa likes it too."

Seeing him take the old man to excuse him, Fang Weilan raised her eyebrows and said solemnly: "Qin Jue, don't even think about marrying Lin Jingfei. I can't let her enter the door of Qin's house!"

Qin Yue paused, then remembering Ruan Zhiyin's heart-wrenching words during the day, her face was cold and she pulled off her tie, and her tone was a little bored: "Mom, don't worry, I won't marry Jingfei."

"No?" Fang Weilan sneered, and then asked, "Then why did you escape the marriage so that Ruan Zhiyin returned the Qin family's embarrassment?"

Fang Weilan's most important thing is her face, and the birth of her son has made the Qin family face down.

Qin Yue has been excellent since she was a child, and she rarely worried about her, but after graduating from high school, the relationship between mother and child became more tense.

She is a real celebrity lady, she fancy her daughter-in-law's family background, and would never let the Lin family's kind of outrageous family become her own in-laws.

If Fang Weilan is still satisfied with Ruan Zhiyin, she is not pleasing to Lin Jingfei. The first time her son fought against her was because of that woman.

"I can't control your wings, but I will never recognize this daughter-in-law, Lin Jingfei!"

Fang Weilan put down these words, put down the cup in her hand, and turned upstairs.

When Qin Xiang saw his mother left, he came up and complained rather dissatisfied: "Brother, what do you think. Because you escaped from marriage, I dare not contact Sister Ruan anymore."

Although she didn't want the relationship between Qin's mother and Qin Ju to be too stiff, she also didn't want Lin Jingfei to marry Qin Ju. After all, she and Lin Jingfei had never dealt with each other since they were young.

That woman would always use unspeakable methods to make herself very ignorant, and she could sell well in front of her brother. It's just that she is not as smart as Lin Jingfei, and it's useless to hate each other.

Qin Yue sighed and explained with an eyebrow: "I didn't escape the marriage, the company had an accident that implicated Jingfei. I thought I could come back, but later I just wanted to postpone the wedding one day."

"Then who do you really like now? You won't fall into Lin Jingfei's pit again, right? I don't want her to be my sister-in-law!"

"Of course it is Zhiyin." Qin Yue leaned against the sofa with a tired expression, rubbing her temples, "Why do you all think I want to marry Jingfei?"

During the day, Ruan Zhiyin's words gave him a big shock, as if he was using a knife to punish his heart. He tried his best to not let himself gaffe in public.

"Since childhood, you have treated her better than me!"

When Qin Xiang was young, he always felt that Lin Jingfei was like Qin Ju's sister. Brother's love is always divided into two halves, and the more share is given to Lin Jingfei.

Qin Yue straightened up, glanced at her, and calmly said, "You forgot when you were a kid? You are all my sisters, I'm not good enough for you?"

When they were young, he and Qin Xiang lived in Ruan's house for two years. Grandma Ruan took good care of the two at that time, and when the old man arrived, she entrusted Qin Jue to take care of Lin Jingfei.

"But you dated her, would you date your younger sister!" Thinking of this, Qin Xiang couldn't help muttering, "Even I know that you went abroad because you broke up with her! You, love Lin Jingfei so much. Extricate yourself."

After hearing this, Qin Yue paused for a long time, then said lightly: "That's for a reason."

Seeing his silent expression, Qin Xiang knew that he would definitely not want to tell her more about the so-called reasons in his mouth.

"Hmph, no matter what the reason, you are also mad at Sister Ruan now." Qin Xiang thought of his recent embarrassment, smiled, and deliberately said, "I am married to someone else now, I see how you end up!"