The Perfect Hidden Marriage

Outside the villa area.

Bo Feihong parked the car in a secret place and looked at the sleeping woman.

On the way here, he adjusted her seat. She should be very comfortable in her current sleeping position.

It was a bit hot, so he turned on the air conditioner, glanced at her from time to time, and paid attention to what was going on outside.

His work has always been boring, but because she was by his side, he felt a strange sense of happiness in his heart - that long-lost feeling made him excited all over. He only hoped that by staying together like this, he could have more in the future. .

He is not the kind of passionate man. On the contrary, he is unsentimental and not good at expressing emotions.

After graduating from high school, he joined the army with low academic qualifications and no background. After joining the army, he could only live a normal life. Later, he recognized Xiao Zhicheng, and the two had a fight. Somehow, they accidentally bumped into the special forces.

There, apart from being able to fight, he had no special strengths.

Bingdanzi has been working as a soldier for many years. After that, he gradually integrated into the identity of a soldier.

In the eyes of many people, he is rigorous and aloof, thoughtful, and strict in doing things, and his first priority is to obey military orders. He is a relatively rigid person.

After working in the team for many years, many people have come and gone in the team. Some people have been promoted and moved away, and some have changed careers. He is the only one who conscientiously sticks to his position and does what he can to the best of his ability.

At that time, military life was the focus of his life.

It wasn't until Xiao Jingheng came up on the team and Xiao Jingheng introduced him to Fan Chunyan that his boring life suddenly seemed to have a lot of interesting colors, and he had the idea of ​​starting a family and starting a business.

However, later, a kidnapping completely ruined his life.

For six years, he lived a miserable life, living like a moving mummy.

It doesn’t matter how you eat and drink, how you live, or what the future will bring, as long as you have wine now and get drunk the next, as long as there are fights from time to time...

Of course, he still has principles: don't do anything that breaks the law; don't play with women, and everything else doesn't matter to him.

In fact, many women are afraid of him. Without him, he has a face that everyone is afraid of. That scar seems to add a lot of value to his "I am not a good person".

This was a good thing for him. He didn't want to have any ambiguous relationship with women. Once Chunyan died, his heart died. Love, marriage, damn it.

Only she, Yang Jiahui, was not afraid of him. Her temper was like that of a boy, cheerful and loyal.

Over the years, too few people have gotten along with him.

It's rare to meet someone with a similar temperament, and it's nice to get together over food and drinks.

He leaned there, recalling every bit of their previous experiences bit by bit, and a faint smile spread on his face - he missed her very much at that time.

Suddenly, he was so eager for their relationship to return to that time.

"Where are you?"

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Jiahui woke up, looked at the unfamiliar environment outside the car, stretched out and asked, and found that she was covered with his coat, and the strong masculine smell enveloped her in it.

She felt it was strange, so she took her coat and stuffed it into the back seat, adjusted the seat and stroked her hair.

"This is outside the area where a villa owned by Su Mubai is located. They have been in there for a while..."

Bo Feihong replied.

"Why don't you go in?"

Yang Jiahui's eyes widened, she lowered the car window, and looked outside again and again: the eyes were full of green trees, birds were chirping, it was very quiet, it was really a good place.

"We can't get in. The security checks are very strict. They won't let us in unless we contact the people inside."

The more high-end the place, the more privacy every household pays attention to, and the tighter the security work.

"What should we do?"

"Just wait!"

"How can that work? What if Su Jin is bullied? No, I have to find a way to get in."

She was an activist and got out of the car immediately.

The speed was so fast that it was impossible to stop her even if she wanted to.

It's really eye-catching to move so violently while pregnant with a child.

Bo Feihong had no choice but to follow.

But no matter how Yang Jiahui dealt with the security guard, the security guard remained indifferent and made her scream in anger.

"Don't get excited, I'll think of a solution."

He called Jin Hengyuan and asked him if he knew anyone living in this villa area.

Over there, Jin Hengyuan thought for a moment and asked them to stay where they were while he asked his circle of friends if they knew anyone in this area.

It was around two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was a little bit poisonous, and the wind blowing had a burning smell, it was too hot.

Bo Feihong asked Yang Jiahui to go back to the car and wait.

The two got into the car together.

Silent for a long while.

"can we talk?"

After sitting down for a while, Bo Feihong spoke.

It's okay now, just in time to talk about their problems.

"We have nothing to talk about!"

Yang Jiahui really wanted to hide away.

But it's really hot outside. Even if I'm standing under the shade of a tree, I still feel hot. For health reasons, she could only stay in the car.

"You have my child in your belly...this is what we talk about..."

Bo Feihong was afraid that she would get out of the car and walk away, so he simply locked the door, which made the little woman bared her teeth at him for a while.

"Don't talk to me about this. The child is mine alone...I don't want to share him with you..."

His tone was uncompromising, and his eyes were widened.

But to Bo Feihong's ears, these words seemed particularly childish.

Also, she is so many years younger than him.

Think about it, when I was in the army, this little girl was still in elementary school - the distance between the two people was really not even a tiny bit different.

But by chance, he got her pregnant. Thinking about it, it was really... ugh, I really had the idea of ​​castrating myself.

He twitched the corners of his lips helplessly, trying to reason with her:

"Yang Jiahui, no matter how hard you avoid talking about it, this child belongs to both of us. It doesn't matter whether you want to admit it or not, it will cease to exist. If I don't know, yes, it belongs to you alone. , now that I know, as long as you are born, physiologically, we are its parents. This is something you cannot get rid of no matter what."

These words made her speechless for a long time.

Yang Jiahui lowered her head and was depressed for a while, then raised her head and smiled strangely:

"Okay, then tell me, what do you want? Should we get married for the sake of our children? Is this necessary? You don't like me, and I don't like you. Do you think we will be happy if we are forced to be together?"

These words immediately silenced him.

Because of the phrase "You don't like me, I don't like me."

Do they really dislike each other?

If there is no attraction at all between a man and a woman, can they really get into bed?

He thought about it, no!

If the first feeling was not good, why would you allow your body to have such deep contact with the other person?

"You haven't tried it, how do you know we are definitely not suitable?"

His eyes were burning.

"Do you really have this idea?"

She smiled mockingly:

"The problem is, I don't want to get married, and I don't want to spend the rest of my life with you. What do you think I should do?"

Bo Feihong's expression darkened unconsciously.

Her attitude suddenly made him realize that his future was dark.

"I believe Xiaojin has told you that I want this child, but my physical condition does not allow me to abort it. It's not that I have other ideas for you. Boss, is this okay? I can allow the child to be born. You come to visit, but please don’t fight with me for custody, and don’t mention marriage. You are a physically and mentally healthy man, and you can find a woman you like to form a family that can make you happy. In a situation like ours, Forget it..."

Yang Jiahui expressed her thoughts gently with a sincere expression, hoping that they could reach a consensus on this.

Bo Feihong opened his mouth to say something, but his cell phone rang.

The call came from Jin Hengyuan, saying: "I just found an acquaintance. Come over. The family has already called the guard room in the villa area. You can come in."

Sure enough, I went in.

They didn't talk about their private matter anymore. The car drove outside Su Mubai's villa. Yang Jiahui got out of the car and rang the doorbell. Through the iron railing gate, she saw Su Jin's car parked inside.

"Su Jin, Su Jin was taken out by Sheng Lou!"

Someone came to open the door, and Yang Jiahui met Qin Xue as she wished. She asked about Su Jin's whereabouts, and got such news.

She became anxious for no reason, grabbed her cell phone and called Su Jin.

*

A lake with rippling blue waves, surrounded by willow trees, dancing in uneven patterns.

As soon as Sheng Lou parked the car, Su Jin drove down and walked along the path on the lake embankment.

She didn't want to talk to this man.

Now, she just wants to be alone with her thoughts.

Behind him, Sheng Lou followed, shouting, his voice was so loud:

"Why didn't you answer what Su Musheng said just now?"

Su Jin didn't stop, she just heard the sound of running quickly. In the blink of an eye, the man came to her with an angry look on his face:

"You and he grew up together and have been in love for so many years. You have always put the other in the most important position in your heart. Now, Mu Bai has made it clear to you that from the beginning to the end, he only has you in his heart. What about you? It's obviously his. Why don't you just refuse to respond to him... He's like this now, don't you want to save him from dire straits? "