This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 2157 Brother, why have you lost so much?

  That night, Ling Wanxing returned to the empty Lingjia Manor.

  The servants who passed by greeted him one after another, but no one could talk to him.

  Ling Wanxing came to the study in a messy pace. The cool gray decoration style is the same as his mood at this time, except for the melancholy. There is no color at all!

  He took out his cell phone and once again stubbornly dialed Su Wantong’s phone number.

  The result is the same as usual, it is still empty!

  I lit a cigarette, and the lingering smoke circled several times, disappearing without a trace in the air.

  Sometimes, the more I miss someone, the less I can feel relieved.

  How many times have I reminded myself not to be trapped in my thoughts, but if the heart can be controlled, how can there be so many regrets?

  Ling Wanxing fell asleep in front of the boss's desk that night.

  In his dream, he seemed to have returned to the day when he met Su Wantong.

  She is wearing a plain high-necked cheongsam, with a pair of beautiful eyes in his eyes, more charming than Chunguang!

  I still remember that year, she still carried the youthfulness and shyness of a girl.

  The high-collared cheongsam reveals her conservative and restrained character.

  How much should I love him so that he would return to Licheng without a name and no distinction, regardless of the worldly vision?

  The picture in the dream is bitter and sad. Ling Wanxing woke up in a daze, with wet corners of his eyes, and under the dim light, he vaguely saw a familiar figure and put a coat on him!

  Ling Wanxing sat up abruptly, and the suit jacket on his shoulders immediately fell to the ground.

  He looked at the jacket on the floor with a short breath, got up quickly and walked out, still whispering, "Wantong, Wantong——"

  The study door opened, and Uncle Ling, who was still in the corridor not far away, looked back at him with a look of astonishment, "Sir, did I wake you up?"

  Oh, it turned out to be Uncle Ling who put on his jacket...

  Under the soft light of the corridor, Ling Wanxing wiped his face, shook his head silently, said nothing, and turned back.

  From this day on, it was difficult to see any joyful look on his handsome and mature cheeks.

  Even at Han Yunting's wedding a week later, he always looked at somewhere absent-mindedly.

  Han Yunting and Leng Shutong’s wedding were chosen at the racecourse when they proposed their marriage.

  This is where he proposed to marry him, bearing his deepest friendship for Leng Shutong.

  The guests who came to the wedding, all praised the wedding!

  For a long time, the wedding celebration scenes are almost the same.

  Only Han Leng’s big wedding is full of meticulous care and detail, and there are no lack of eye-catching craftsman details.

After all, no one has seen it. The one who gave the wedding ring was not the flower girl, nor the best man and bridesmaid. Instead, it was a black and oily thoroughbred horse with a basket in his mouth, raising his hoof in the warm wind and sunshine. A ceremony of love was given to the couple.

  At this time, Ling Wanxing was wearing a dark blue suit, sitting in the position closest to the front of the stage, looking at the tearful Leng Shutong, with mixed feelings in his heart.

  He was thinking, if she changed to Wantong, would she cry so moved?

Not long after, Ling Wanxing was hit on the shoulder.

  He glanced sideways, and it was Mo Liangyu who was full of worries.

  "Brother, why have you lost so much recently? How is your body?"

   Even the casual Mo Liangyu could see his fatigue, which shows how terrible Ling Wanxing's life is!

   Looking at the brother’s concerned eyes, Ling Wanxing stretched his eyebrows and whispered, “Very good, it may be a hot day, and my appetite is not very good!”

  (End of this chapter)