When the cold silent, such as ice and snow as beautiful face looks calm without wave.
But the continuous force from his body made song Qinghuan's heart float with a layer of uncontrollable tension and uneasiness.
She swallowed her saliva, did not apologize, did not ask for forgiveness, but gently asked: "when did you know?"
She thinks that some things will come at last, no matter how to escape.
When the cold smile, turned to look out of the window, his face covered with a layer of light beautiful light: "this is very important?"
Song Qinghuan lowered his eyes: "of course, it's very important."
"When I married you, I knew that your brother's name was Yan Pingping and he was the financial director of the company who disappeared. I even knew that you came into the company to investigate his disappearance."
So early?
Song Qinghuan's eyes were full of shock, but he couldn't come back for a long time: "then why don't you tear me down? And you want to continue to marry me? "
Shi Yuhan asked: "why should I tear you down? I also want to know where your brother went. What he lost is not a small sum."
Song Qinghuan frowned and looked at him quietly: "well, you don't know where my brother is, because what is missing?"
At that time, Yu Han raised a cold smile around his mouth, with full contempt and sarcasm: "why, do you always think that I hurt your brother, or I hid him?"
This words, like a sharp knife of tax, pierced song Qinghuan's heart and made her face pale as snow. What she said next was also pale and powerless: "no..."
I want to make it clear that she didn't think about it at all, except that she was suspicious at first. She always believed that there might be no relationship between him and his brother.
I don't know why, it is a kind of inexplicable belief, but it seems that it is too weak to say so.
She sighed: "really not, explain more, but guilty."
When the cold convergence look, expressionless looking at her: "I want to know more than you, where is your brother."
Song Qinghuan bit his lip and looked up at him: "since you know everything, what do you want?"
"What's the matter?" he said? I didn't say that. I knew it when I married you. "
A trace of uncertain light slowly poured into her dark eyes, and her snow-white face finally recovered a trace of light red: "you mean to maintain the original..."
When the cold voice sank: "how? You don't want to stay the same? "
Song Qinghuan's expression, suddenly a little shy: "Er, no, it's just that I have some accidents..."
"Fool," when the voice of the cold, suddenly a trace of helpless love.
He said softly, "it's good for you to be my wife. If you want, you can always be my wife. Not only now, but also in the future. You can be my wife all your life, as long as you like!"
In a very common word, compared with the love stories that she had read, the protagonists and heroines were too common and strange. But song Qinghuan felt that they were very sweet after listening to them.
She was as tender as honey in her heart, which made her uncertain and even more incredible: "you mean, I am your wife now, two years later."
When the cold light way: "well, you are willing to be, very good, marriage is very troublesome, so."