The Perfect Hidden Marriage

No wig or mask.

On the way back, Su Jinxiao asked the man holding her hand: "Along the way, many people looked back at us. Guess, what are they thinking?"

"Is it important?"

Jin Hengyuan asked calmly: "There are thousands of people in the world who have different opinions when looking at the same issue. If you care about that person, you will care about his opinion. If you don't care, just laugh it off. There is nothing more free and easy than spinning.”

After hearing this, Su Jin pretended to be more serious and continued to ask: "But people in the world have mouths, and they can tell right from wrong. And you are the lawyer Jin and the heir to the Xiao Jin family. Aren't you afraid that someone will make a big fuss out of this?"

Jin Hengyuan held her in his arms: "As I said again, if you don't care, those remarks mean nothing.

“When you step out of the circle of right and wrong and just live your ordinary life, right and wrong will stay away from you.

“I believe in one thing, no matter how big the storm is, it will calm down.

"Life lasts only a hundred years. Just look at it a hundred years from now. How many people will be able to stand firm in the long river of history?

“Not many are remembered by history, right?

"The so-called storm, no matter how big it is at the time, after it passes, it is like smoke and clouds, all dissipated and insignificant.

“If it’s insignificant, then why do you care?

"Anyway, you are the most important to me. If you are calm, I will feel at ease..."

Su Jin was filled with joy to have such an open mind, and finally sighed softly:

"Oh, no more, no more, I can't defeat you! Who can stand a lawyer's mouth?"

That night, they stayed in a small villa in Shan County.

Reliving her old dreams and walking among the flowers, she made a wish to the beautiful moonlight: In this life, I hope to die drunk in this warm and loving relationship and never wake up again.

Later, when she was tired from walking, she went back and took a shower and then fell asleep, a beautiful smile falling on the corners of her lips.

Jin Hengyuan smiled, but did not fall asleep immediately. Instead, he stood at the window and stared at the deep night.

Such days are wonderful.

However, there is still a time bomb hidden in happiness.

His little wife still needs an operation.

No one knows whether that surgery will rewrite their fate again.

*

"Let's go to the company! Our Jinyuan Creative Company, at noon, find Jia Hui and Lao Bo, let's go have a meal..."

Another early morning, after breakfast, Jin Hengyuan suggested.

Of course Su Jin is willing to go. What has the company she built single-handedly developed into now under the leadership of the wise and powerful Mr. Jin?

She was looking forward to this very much.

Why did Jin Hengyuan go to Jinyuan?

As soon as he came, he knew that she would definitely want to take a look.

Second, the second is because the relationship between Bo Feihong and Yang Jiahui has not been eased.

On the way there, he told Su Jin about this.

"Is this what I want to do?

"Fan Chunyan's death was all caused by the Xiao family, so the Xiao family should be responsible for this mess.

"On this trip, we have to convince Lao Bo that for Jia Hui's sake, we should take proper care of Fan's mother, but if we go beyond that, any woman will be unable to bear it.

"As for you, go and persuade Jia Hui and ask her to be a little considerate. The two of you each give in. We have a wedding in October. If we continue like this, how can we get married?"

During these days, Su Jin was busy communicating with her biological parents and reuniting with Jin Hengyuan and his wife. Other than that, she couldn't care about anything else.

Regarding the current situation of Yang Jiahui and Bo Feihong, she only knew that the couple was about to get married, but she did not know that there was such a conflict between them.

After hearing this, she nodded: "That's it!"

*

Two hours later, Jin Hengyuan drove Su Jin from Shan County to a large-scale office building in Shanghai.

Today, Jinyuan Creative has rented four floors, with nearly a hundred employees upstairs.

Here, everyone recognizes Jin Hengyuan, everyone respects him, and everyone knows that he is an extraordinary man.

Jin Hengyuan rarely comes here. When he comes, his face is usually as cold as an iceberg or a steel plate: solemnity and indifference are the only expressions on his face.

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Moreover, he often keeps to himself.

If you are cold and alone, you will be airborne.

All the employees here know that this young boss has a wife. Because his wife passed away, he has become so indifferent and unapproachable.

Anyone who has met Su Jin knows that she was a beautiful, gentle and responsible outstanding designer. Her unfortunate passing has made many people regretful.

It is said that men are easy to change their minds, especially rich men. They see a bigger world, are more likely to be favored by women, and are more likely to find a new love after being widowed.

This is a nakedly realistic problem. In real life, there are fewer and fewer people who are widowed and the other mourns for their partner.

More of what?

After three and a half months, a new family was reorganized with new people.

Ever since Su Jin's bad news came out, everyone has been wondering, how long will the Jin family be able to miss their old friend?

Months and two months have passed like this, and Mr. Jin has always been single, with no news of finding another spouse.

Until recently, there were some scandals in the media.

Unexpectedly, today, their boss came to the company again, and he was holding an ugly woman with a man's head by his side.

This scene really surprised everyone...

What surprised them most was that their director Bo Feihong and chief designer Yang Jiahui came out of the office to greet them.

Yang Jiahui hugged the ugly woman with great joy and shouted: "Mr. Su, you are welcome to come to the company for on-site guidance... Look, this is the company you founded, it's not bad... I'll wait for you." When Tian is well, he must come back and fight for our ideals with us..."

In the meantime, someone recognized her, who seemed to be a financial girl. She cried and jumped up to hug the ugly woman.

Only then did everyone realize that the woman brought by their boss was actually Mrs. Jin who had escaped from death...

It's so rare that Mr. Jin waited two years for his beloved wife to return.

Although his appearance has changed, Mr. Jin doesn't mind at all, he is still infatuated and treats her with all his heart. Such love will naturally make everyone who hears it envious.

However, Su Jin did not stay in the company for long. Three cars carried four people, and they went to a quiet restaurant together.

Jin Hengguo and his wife had one car, while Bo Feihong and Yang Jiahui had one car each.

At the dinner table, logically speaking, Jin Hengyuan and his wife should be sitting together, and Bo Feihong and Yang Jiahui should be sitting together.

But Yang Jiahui just disrupted this seat.

"It's a rare encounter, Brother Jin, today you have to leave Xiaojin to my best friend for a day. I want to sit with Xiaojin. You two brothers should sit together..."

Su Jin could tell that Yang Jiahui was deliberately having a secret affair with Bo Feihong!

With the men ordering food there, she dragged Yang Jiahui to the bathroom.

While washing her hands, she finally asked: "I have heard what Hengyuan said about you and Bo Feihong: Does it have to be like this?"

Yang Jiahui and Su Jin have been friends for more than ten or twenty years. As best friends, they know her facial expressions somewhat.

As soon as I saw them coming today, I looked into my best friend's eyes and knew why this idle couple came.

Now after listening to the questioning, she couldn't help but smile quietly and sighed:

"I really want to live with him. But you said, he values ​​his ex-girlfriend's mother-in-law more than me. What's going on?

"When my mother was sick, he was never so attentive!

"What's the most unbearable thing, you know?

"It was because he was drunk that he called me "Fan" several times...

"By the way, he also had a harmonica, which was like a treasure. That time, I threw it away, and he gave me a look on his face for a month.

"It wasn't until he was finally found, and because Xiaomi Tuan fell ill, that we broke the cold war...

"Later I found out that the harmonica was given to me by Fan Chunyan. No wonder he cherished it so much.

"Xiao Jin, I told you before, I don't want to get married, and I don't want to have this family just for Xiaomi Tuan. Since he can't forget that woman, that's fine, I'll let him live the rest of his life with that dead soul. . I don’t occupy his space. I can still live a good life without this man..."

As Yang Jiahui spoke, tears fell down.

, there was unspeakable grievance in my heart, but in the end, I waved my hand and said:

"I won't say it anymore, I won't say it any more. If I say it too much, I'll be angry. I think it's fine for me to live alone. I really don't want to throw the money I earn into this bottomless pit just for the sake of a man.

“No matter how generous you are, I won’t do this.

"Okay, okay, Xiaojin, you are not in good health, can we not talk about it?

"Don't worry about our affairs."

Su Jin is so weak now, and she doesn't want her to worry about their affairs.

"Is it possible not to worry? I don't have many friends in my life. How can I stand idly by when I see you having a hard time? Jia Hui, listen to me... This is what Hengyuan and I mean..."

Su Jin expressed her and Jin Hengyuan's thoughts.

Yang Jiahui smiled bitterly after hearing this: "I know you and Jin Hengyuan have good intentions, but this matter involves more than just money. Xiaojin, think about it, can I live with a man who doesn't care about me? I care about him, but he doesn't care about me. It's too painful to be together like this. I feel bitter in my heart, do you understand?"

After talking about this, Su Jin understood: During this relationship, Yang Jiahui was tempted, but Bo Feihong still missed the person in the past, and she couldn't bear it anymore.

There is no room for sand in the eye of the beholder...

Fortunately, both Jin Hengyuan and Bo Feihong heard these words - digression - see you tomorrow. Please give me a monthly pass, please give me a monthly pass. Readers who have read this article, and those who still have a monthly pass, please leave a monthly pass! Thank you!