Wen Li was exhausted by Chen Hezheng, and her waist and abdomen were so sore that she thought she would sleep deeply, but she didn't expect to have a dream instead.

In the dream is Jiang Yinglin, who haven't seen for a long time.

Wen Li's older sister, Wen Qi, was married once before her death. Her husband's name is Jiang Ruitian. He is a real estate businessman and his family is considered wealthy.Jiang Ruitian is many years older than Wen Qi, and Jiang Yinglin is his son born to his ex-wife.

In terms of seniority, Jiang Yinglin should be called Wen Li's aunt, even though they were born in the same year and are the same age.

The first time Wen Li met Jiang Yinglin was in a box in a Chinese-style clubhouse. It was snowing outside, and the wind picked up again.

In such a cold weather, Wen Qi still wears a cheongsam, covered with a delicate cashmere shawl, his long hair is loosely tied up in a bun, decorated with a few pearls, the whole figure looks like he has stepped out of a meticulous painting, and he is so beautiful.

Wen Qi held Jiang Ruitian's hand, introduced to Wen Li softly, and said, "Li Li, from now on, this Mr. Jiang will be your brother-in-law, you must get along well with him."

Before Wen Li nodded, there was a sudden bang, and the solid wooden door of the box was kicked open from the outside

When it was snowing heavily, the boy actually only wore a single suit, a black T-shirt, sweatpants, and a baseball uniform with a loose zipper.

Standing in the shadows, he was tall and thin, his skin was sickly white and bloodless.Only a pair of eyes, slanted in shape, with light brown pupils, looked like mixed blood, so beautiful.

There is a crystal clear sapphire earring on the left earlobe, with black hair and white skin, the earrings are bright, looking carefully, there is a sense of male and female indistinguishable.

Delicate, gloomy, and treacherous.

This was Wen Li's first impression of Jiang Yinglin.

She was a little afraid of him, but she didn't dare to say it out loud, for fear of affecting her sister's marriage.

Snow fell on the boy's thin shoulders, and was steamed by the heat in the room, melting into thin drops of water.His lips were pale, and he didn't know whether he was sick or cold.

There are many dishes on the table, with meat and vegetables, each exquisite.Jiang Yinglin raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and suddenly laughed, his beautiful eyes were dimly lit, "Is there a family banquet? Why didn't anyone inform me? Isn't my surname Jiang?"

Hearing this, Wen Qi immediately stood up, holding a smiling face, and was about to speak when Jiang Yinglin suddenly picked up the beauty bottle on the high table, and smashed it with his hand.

The moment the porcelain fell to the ground, everyone present heard Jiang Yinglin's voice, and he said: "The things that are missing in life, the Jiang family's affairs, it's not your turn to talk too much, get out!"

These words were so ugly that Wen Qi's expression changed suddenly.

Wen Li was still young at that time, and only knew how to hit hard, Jiang Yinglin threw a vase at her sister, and she picked up the cup at hand and threw it back at Jiang Yinglin.

A small cup fell to pieces at Jiang Yinglin's feet. The little girl summoned up her courage and glared at the boy opposite, "Shut up if you don't know how to speak human words! My sister is not something you can bully!"

As soon as Wen Li made a sound, Jiang Yinglin noticed that there was another little girl, wearing a somewhat rustic Lijia hooded coat, combing her ponytail, her face was white and clean, she looked very good, but her eyes were full of stubbornnessSon, like an overwhelmed little animal.

"Hey, there's a little one hidden here," Jiang Yinglin squinted his eyes first, then raised his eyebrows again, the gemstone earrings glowed strangely, "I'm afraid my sister won't take good care of me, so I use my sister to fill in the house? The old man is getting old.I'm afraid he can't handle two at the same time. Why don't you give me the smaller one, and I'll help the old man inspect the goods first."

As he spoke, Jiang Yinglin stretched out his hand directly, wanting to pinch Wen Li's face.

His fingers were slender, thin and almost lonely, and there were several sterling silver rings on the joints, the light was as cold as ghosts.

Wen Li was so frightened that he almost screamed.

She backed away in fear, and was forced into a corner by the shady young man. The surrounding sky lost all light, leaving only shadows.

Outside the window, the heavy snow is still there, and the light from the lights cannot illuminate the layered darkness in front of me.Wen Li watched Jiang Yinglin approach her, step by step.

He smiled, with a pair of beautiful eyes, because he was too thin, the line of the bridge of his nose was particularly sharp, and the light in his eyes was treacherous, as if he wanted to swallow her alive.

She heard Jiang Yinglin's voice, word by word, in a low voice.

"With me here, the two of you sisters don't want to live a good life, don't even think about it for a day."

"No matter how troublesome, I will always be Jiang Ruitian's son, the only son. He is connected by blood, and he must care more about me than you two sisters. So, Wen Li, you'd better listen to me obediently, and don't make me disagreeBe happy, otherwise, I will make your sister's life in Jiang's house worse than death."

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Wen Li woke up the moment Jiang Yinglin was about to meet her, thinking that he was still in the winter night.She felt very cold, and there was cold sweat on the palms of her hands and on her forehead.

In the bedroom, the air conditioner operates silently, forming a clean and cool little world.All the lights were turned off, the room was silent, and the curtains were tightly closed, so that the sky could not penetrate, and the time could not be discerned.

The messy scene in the dream made Wen Li feel a headache. She hugged the cup and sat on the head of the bed. When she was in better condition, her first reaction was to go to Chen Hezheng. She looked around and saw no one.Inexplicable panic.

There was a carpet beside the bed in the bedroom, Wen Li stepped on it with bare feet, the plush on the carpet almost covered her thin white ankles.

She opened the bedroom door and walked down the corridor, walking lightly and quickly.When walking down the spiral staircase, her knees were obviously sore and her thighs were terribly weak, and she was two steps away from entering the living room. Wen Li leaned over the handrail of the stairs, and finally found the person she wanted to see.

Chen Hezheng stood by the window, with his back to Wen Li, holding his mobile phone, as if he was talking to someone.

The weather is good, the sun is shining brightly, and the place where Chen Hezheng is standing is especially warm.Living at home, he wears relatively casual clothes, shirts and trousers, every button is neatly buttoned, and there is an awe-inspiring coolness all over his body.

Chen Hezheng has fair skin, a cold texture, and short black hair. When viewed from the side, his facial features are exquisite and sharp, like a work of art.

Looking at him like this, Wen Li felt a strong peace of mind, as if the tired bird had returned to the dense forest, and the shadow brought about by the nightmare related to Jiang Yinglin disappeared in an instant.

Wen Li vaguely remembered that she had read something like this in a book——

The best way to overcome pain is to love. The loved one must be invincible and invincible.

Because of Chen Hezheng, she must be invincible now, so there is no need to be afraid.

Wen Li stepped lightly, and slowly approached Chen Hezheng. When he walked behind him, he inevitably heard some conversations between him and others.

"Liang Zhaohui's burden must be more than that one. Go forward, find as many as you can find, and punish him for several crimes. I will send him in for the most serious crime, understand?"

The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what to say. Chen Hezheng was a little irritable, and his tone was impatient: "Let him go? Don't even think about it! I don't like to lose my temper, but it doesn't mean I changed my temper. The little girl is easy to bully.Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

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"Compensation? What will he pay me for? I only accept his life as compensation!"

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"What happened yesterday should be dealt with cleanly. Don't let out a single photo, whether it was taken by a passer-by or a paparazzi. The hard dog people have been staring at me recently. They may have something in their hands. Let them open a photo.I will never lower the price, just treat it as me bowing my head first and making concessions to them."

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"Don't worry about my elder brother's attitude, just do as I say!"

The anger in Chen Hezheng's voice became more and more obvious, almost burning.Wen Li didn't want to see him sinking into anger, so she leaned back. She was standing in a position where she could hug Chen Hezheng's waist tightly.

Wen Li's cheek was pressed against his back, and his arms were wrapped around the front. The palms were next to his waist, touching the obvious lines of his abdominal muscles.

The texture is tight, strong and powerful, just like him, trying his best to protect her.

Thinking of this, Wen Li felt warm in her heart, no matter whether it was Jiang Yinglin or Liang Zhaohui, she decided not to hate any more.

Because, she has already obtained the best redemption.

"A Zheng," she called his name, her voice was soft and soft, "don't be angry, it's not worth it."

Chen Hezheng didn't want Wen Li to be exposed to those bad things again, so he didn't even listen to what the person on the other side said, and cut off the call directly.He casually put the phone aside, and when he moved his eyes, he saw her feet on the floor.

She even has beautiful toes, white and moist, and there is a touch of red on the ankle, which is the red carp tattoo corresponding to her name.

Chen Hezheng seemed to like the color of this tattoo very much. Yesterday in the bathroom, he kept holding it, separating it from the other ankle, leaving a width that allowed the waist to embed.

At that time, the temperature in his palm was extremely hot, and when he held it, the color of the red carp became more moist, as if it was infused with spiritual energy.

So, the red carp stretched its tail fin and swam around his waist continuously.

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"Run out without wearing shoes," Chen Hezheng frowned, with a slightly reprimanding tone, "Where did you learn this bad habit?"

Wen Li bent his eyes and smiled, so he was afraid of him!

She only has a shirt on her body, nothing else, although the material is opaque and the length is sufficient, and she buttoned it neatly, but after all, it is too tight, it can cover it, but it can't cover it too much, and it looks particularly sexy.

Chen Hezheng scanned her appearance from top to bottom, and couldn't help sighing: "You shouldn't be allowed to dress like this."

In front of him like this, who would be willing to find fault with her and lose his temper with her.

"When you were sleeping, I asked my assistant to bring the clothes," Chen Hezheng said again, "put them in the cloakroom, go and change them, they are all new."

When talking, Chen Hezheng originally wanted to put Wen Li on the sofa, but she hooked his neck and refused to let go, so Chen Hezheng had to sit down by himself, and then put her on his lap.

Wen Li shook his head when the two sat firmly on the sofa: "No rush, it's quite comfortable."

Chen Hezheng narrowed his eyes, his expression was a little arrogant and dangerous, he pinched Wen Li's chin with two fingers, swayed from side to side, and said, "Are you recruiting me? Is it not uncomfortable?"

Yesterday, she cried and said that she was uncomfortable, and that he stopped, otherwise, with his strength, after returning to the bedroom, there would be another fever that engulfed the flesh and blood.

Wen Li told him to make his cheeks turn red from teasing, but he still couldn't help but stick to him, get close to him, and feel his body temperature and heartbeat.

Chen Hezheng has never had a temper with Wen Li, and he willingly gave her all the indulgences.

He ran his fingers through Wen Li's hair that hung behind him, and while stroking her hair, he asked her, "Are you hungry? I'm not very good at cooking, so I ordered some takeaways. Go and see if you like it."like."

Wen Li remembered that he hired a nanny, the aunt named Tong whom she met last time. She asked casually, "Where is Aunt Tong? Are you not coming?"

"Don't let her come today," Chen Hezheng lowered his head and bit her lip, "I will take care of you."

The tone is very light, but solemn, as if making a great promise.

With Wen Li in his arms, she felt warm from body to heart. No one else could give her such a feeling, such a sense of solidity, except Chen Hezheng.

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