My Wife is an Aloof Beauty

"Forget it, women are all a bunch of unreasonable creatures, except of course my sister." Ouyang Chenhai stretched out his index finger and shook it, as if he was grateful. It's not like he was mentally ill, so why would he find a woman if he had nothing to do? To harm yourself.

"Let's go! You are the only one who talks more." After being apart for too long, many changes inevitably occurred between each other, but what remains unchanged is the feeling of mutual respect. After all, it is the most real feeling when we are young. Portrait.

"Ask! As long as I know something, I will tell you without reservation." As soon as he walked out of the ward, Ouyang Chenhai placed himself on the sofa in the small living room, looking carefree.

"Is what you just said true? Ouyang Foreign Trade is the asset left by my grandfather." Ouyang Ruixi knew nothing about his mother's previous family background, not because he had no impression, but because he had no knowledge of it. I heard her mention it, so I became curious about Ouyang Chenhai's sudden mention of grandpa.

"Yes, this should be considered well-known among the upper class! It's just that as time has passed, it has been slowly forgotten by people, thus losing its original truth. But if It’s not very difficult to know.”

Ouyang Chenhai laughed at himself. To be honest, he had lost his attachment to that so-called home. He felt that it was not a place that could give him warmth, but pushed him further into a cold place. In their eyes, Here, everything is based on self-interest and will not consider the feelings of the family at all. Otherwise, Sister Ruixi would not be driven away from the house.

What's even more ridiculous is that the superior life they are enjoying now is only possible because of her. However, all these good things about her have been wiped out by them. They just don't know such a kind of luxury. Ouyang Yiyi and her mother can be forgiven for not knowing whether the noble life obtained by others' favor is really so peaceful. But as the father of the person involved, don't they have the slightest clue? Feeling guilty? What's more, the person being targeted is his only daughter, can he really be so tolerant, or can he really regard the duplicitous Ouyang Yiyi as his biological daughter in his eyes.

"Then, have you found out whether my mother still has other relatives?" Ouyang Ruixi was a little excited, because she wanted to know more about her mother. Only in this way could she know "Crying Blood and Beauty" ''s true origin, and only in this way will she not feel that she is a person without roots.

"It seems not. The report only mentioned that the only daughter of Cheng's consortium got married, and the dowry was the entire company's assets. This caused a big sensation at the time. If you search online, you can see many high-profile reports in this regard. .”

In fact, he was just suddenly interested and rummaged around, but he didn't expect to learn so many inside stories. To be honest, he was shocked at the time, but he didn't know why his father would take the Cheng family consortium. I just changed my name.

"What about my grandpa and grandma? Are there any reports about them?" The reason why she asked this was not that she thought they were still alive, but just wanted to know more about things related to her mother, because she knew that if they were still alive , it is impossible for him to have no contact with his mother. In this case, he will not know anything about them.

"I have seen this. It is said that not long after marrying my daughter, the plane crashed while traveling together and both of them were martyred." Ouyang Chenhai hesitated a little when he said this, and at the same time looked at her with worry, but Knowing whether such a fact is still within the scope of her acceptance.

Ouyang Ruixi's lips trembled, and his eyes became hollow and dull. It was an accident again. How could it be an accident again? Even if his mother died in an accident, why did his grandfather and grandmother also die in an accident? , can it be said that God is really that unfair? She actually caused her closest relatives to die unexpectedly. Such a perception made her feet feel dizzy and she took a few steps back unconsciously.

"Sister, are you okay?" Seeing Ouyang Ruixi's face suddenly darken, he had already put away his sloppy behavior and began to worry about her.

"Oh! I'm fine." Ouyang Ruixi retracted her mind and put on a forced smile. In fact, she was just sentimental about her mother's unfortunate experience. She was not sad for her grandpa and grandma. After all, they had never gotten along with each other. There won't be too deep feelings, and there won't be heartache because of it.

"Mommy, little uncle." Before Ouyang Ruixi had time to calm down his uncomfortable mood, Xiao Xuanxuan trotted in with a sweet smile on his face, followed by his grandfather and grandmother of course.

"Ouch! Little guy, he has become much more handsome." Ouyang Chenhai opened his arms to catch the little figure, and deliberately put his own beard that had not grown out at all on his smooth little face. Rubbing around.

"Dad, Mom." Ouyang Ruixi smiled softly, not wanting them to see his sentimentality.

"Child, why don't you take more rest? You are not the only one in the army who can do things. What if you collapse from exhaustion?" Fu Bingdie frowned, feeling very sorry for her body.

"I'm fine, I'm used to it, so don't worry about me." She liked this kind of warm care, which made her feel cared for.

"It's just because I'm used to it that I'm even more anxious. How much workload does it take for you to treat this kind of fatigue as a habit?"

Fu Bingdie stretched out her hand to tuck Ouyang Ruixi's hair behind her ears. Such a gentle move made her feel so familiar. It turned out that the reason why Mu Jiyun liked to fix her hair was completely inherited. His mother's delicate feelings, it seems that no matter how much he rejects the affection between mother and child, his subconscious has already melted into this feeling of blood being thicker than water.

The evening breeze blew slowly, and the leaves on the roadside moved with the wind, like naughty elves, dancing wantonly. Gu Qianmo drove the car very fast, because Ouyang Ruixi's words at noon made him feel Feeling a little anxious, I originally thought of calling Leng Mingma to care about me, but I didn't expect that all I got was busy signals.

He lightly pursed his chapped lips due to the crisp autumn air, and his brows became more and more furrowed. He thought he could get off work early, but he didn't expect to be delayed by an unexpected situation. This is what being a soldier means. The helplessness, time can never be controlled freely by oneself.

After almost an hour's drive, Gu Qianmo returned to the Haoting Apartment in half an hour. It was obvious how fast he was driving. He stood outside the door and took a deep breath. His movement of reaching out to ring the doorbell stopped for a moment, and he turned around. And took out the key from his briefcase.

The moment he opened the door, he thought he would see a very warm scene. The little girl would bathe in the soft light with a smile and look at him in surprise, but he did not expect that he would be greeted by darkness.

He pressed the switch in confusion, and the whole room suddenly became brighter. He glanced around with sharp eyes, but did not find Leng Miaomiao's figure. His thick eagle eyebrows could not help but frown tightly and raised his head. He quickly ran to the bedroom upstairs, but what was still waiting for him was the silence of the room, and a sense of uneasiness slowly rose in his heart.

Gu Qianmo ran into the bathroom in a panic, and looked in the study, but still found nothing. He took out his mobile phone and pressed a series of numbers with familiarity. He still heard bursts of busy signals, and turned around helplessly to go upstairs. Walking downstairs, it seems that this time I have to face Leng Aofeng's thousand-year-old iceberg face again, but I don't know if that girl will be in Leng's house.

And just when Gu Qianmo was about to open the door and walk out, the door was pushed in from the outside. Then what came into view was Leng Miao's pretty and fair face. When she saw the suddenly enlarged Junyan, she suddenly He was lost for a moment, but soon a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Why are you back? I thought you wouldn't be back today? So I went out for a walk and didn't prepare dinner." What Leng Mian said was not false at all, because in addition to the keys in her hand Nothing was taken.

"Are your mobile phones just used as decorations?" When he saw Leng MiMiao, he was indeed pleasantly surprised, but when he thought that every time he anxiously called her to find her, it never came to fruition. In desperation, his tone became a little anxious. Last time he left his mobile phone in the car because he went abroad, so what about this time? And why is it that she is always so arrogant in everything she does?

"I... I'm sorry! I forgot to bring my cell phone, and I don't have the ability to foresee that you will call me if I sense it." Leng Mian was so embarrassed by his sudden attack that tears of grievance began to well up in his eyes. , but she bit her red lips tightly and refused to let it flow down. Instead, she hurried past Gu Qianmo and ran upstairs.

Gu Qianmo was slightly startled by Leng Mian's sudden move, then turned around and followed her footsteps to catch up, but in the end it was still a step too late, and the door was slammed in front of him. , followed by the sound of locking, the movements were so fast, as if they had been trained and done in one go.

He shook his head helplessly. When he finished his words, he had already noticed that his tone was a little harsh, but before he could apologize, she snatched her away, and then left directly, making him lose even if he wanted to recover. This is an advantageous condition.

Leng Mian leaned his body against the door and slowly slid down. The tears he had held back for a long time could no longer be hidden. They rolled down one by one like broken beads. Could it be that for him, his phone was not Is it just for decoration? When did I see him take the initiative to call me, and when did I see him care about me again.

If she waited foolishly last night because she still had a little hope for him, then she had become numb after a long day. From the moment she came back from the hospital, she I imagined countless scenarios on how to face him, but he didn't come back all night, and he didn't even call me.

Well, as a soldier, she might not care about it when it was inconvenient to make a phone call, and she would definitely be considerate of it. But from night to day, she had nothing to eat. , she finally persuaded herself to go out and relax, otherwise she was worried that her overly tense nerves would explode, but she never expected that he would yell at her in such a questioning tone as soon as she came back. The grievances that had accumulated for a long time finally got out of control.