Sweet Daily Life With Rich Fool Husband

"Yueyue, if you drink too much, I will send you back."

After Cen Xirui opened the door with one hand to help the girl into the car, the girl drank unnaturally without bones. Cen Xirui leaned the chair back as far as possible and pulled the safety belt to her.

Cui Lingyue reached out dazedly to catch Cen Xirui, why the atmosphere was good just now, and suddenly she was jammed into the car.

Cen Xirui fastened her seat belt, with her finger half retracted and fell on her forehead.

Frozen for a few seconds, looking through the rearview mirror, Hou Jingyi was still standing there without moving, he slowly retracted his fingers and grabbed them.

"Read it, sit down."

Cen Xirui drove into the car and sent Cui Lingyue downstairs. Cui Lingyue cried enough and exhausted himself and slept in the car.

Cen Xirui stretched out her hand and gently pushed her: "Yueyue, I'm home."

Cui Lingyue didn't respond, Cen Xirui was silent for a few seconds, and saw a car behind Hou Jingyi's car came to a stop.

He sighed, and after getting out of the car, he walked to the co-pilot and helped him down.

The rear door opened quickly, and Hou Jingyi slowly got out of the car.

A woman is nothing like her forties, much less a mother with a 23-year-old daughter.

She was dignified and gentle, walking step by step with her feet on high heels, until she stopped by Cen Xirui's side, and reached out to him, obviously asking him to read Cui Ling to her.

Cen Xirui hesitated for a few seconds before putting the person in her hands.

Hou Jingyi glanced at him faintly, and after helping Cui Ling read it, she said quietly: "Wait for me to come down."

Cui Lingyue was fainted and sent back to her house by Hou Jingyi, turned on the air conditioner for her, covered the air conditioner, and poured her a glass of water on the bedside cabinet.

Hou Jingyi got up and left when she felt that everything was okay.

It was not that Cui Lingyue was unaware of all this. Cen Xirui stuffed her into the car and fastened her seat belt, and she saw her mother in the rearview mirror.

And the mother's expression of forbearance.

She seems to have no other choice but to pretend to be dead.

Cen Xirui will definitely avoid her when the trouble is big.

That's why she allowed them to send her back like goods.

When Hou Jingyi went out, she picked up the water glass on the table and threw it out fiercely.

When Hou Jingyi approached the elevator, she heard a pop from the room, hesitated, and went downstairs.

Cen Xirui has been leaning against the car window, smoking a cigarette casually.

The night was slightly cool, and he looked at the stars in the distance, but his brain was blank.

Hou Jingyi quickly went downstairs and came to Cen Xirui. Looking at her, the first sentence she said was: "Do you know why I sent her away four years ago?"

Cen Xirui frowned, is it related to him?

Hou Jingyi's voice was calm, but it was an indisputable voice: "Because I found the love letter she wrote, I..." She looked at Cen Xirui with an unusually firm voice, "I will definitely not agree to you being together. Don't see her anymore. ."

After Hou Jingyi finished speaking, regardless of Cen Xirui's reaction, she just repeated it again: "I don't care what you think, I will never see her again."

Four years ago, I found the love letter she wrote.

Cen Xirui pinched the cigarette from her finger. What Hou Jingyi wanted to express was definitely not how deep Cui Lingyue felt for him, but how firm her decision was.

Four years ago, I wished to be choked to death in the bud, four years later, I will definitely spare no effort.

Cen Xirui looked at her for a few seconds, then said with a wry smile: "Okay."

He turned into the car, started the car, and left without hesitation.

When the car drove far from the community, he slowly stopped the car on the side of the road, lowered the window, and quietly watched the moonlight in the distance.

For a while, I felt a sense of confusion that I had never had before.

Cui Lingyue looked down from the balcony upstairs. She didn't know what her mother had said to Cen Xirui. Cen Xirui drove into the car and left.

My mother must have noticed the kissing of the two tonight, and she has even been aware of her motives for coming back.

No matter what the mother said, she definitely disagrees with them.

Hou Jingyi stood downstairs for a long time before leaving. Cui Lingyue looked back and picked up the phone to call Cen Xirui.

If his mother didn't show up at that time, would he tell her something?

She clearly felt that he treated her differently.

Otherwise, how could she let her play all kinds of cautions beside him and kiss him again?

The phone was connected quickly, and the night was too quiet. She could hear his subtle breathing through the phone. After a few seconds of silence, she didn't know what to say.

Cen Xirui quickly picked up her emotions and said apologetically: "Read, I'm sorry."

Cui Lingyue has quickly understood what he meant by this sound of sorry.

Sure enough, the next second she heard the man say: "You are still young, you should find a boy of your same age, I am not your ideal partner, you... just like this, my uncle will wish you happiness forever."

When the phone hung up, Cui Lingyue squatted to the ground holding the phone.

She bit her wrist fiercely, not letting herself cry.

She hates it too, why do you like Cen Xirui, the man who is the same age as his parents and is many years older than himself!

But who can handle things like feelings freely?

I drank alcohol last night and didn't rest well. In the evening, the cold air was blown again. The next morning, Cui Lingyue got up groggy, top-heavy and she fell on the bed again.

I don't know what time it is, and I don't have any strength all over, as if it's at the end of the road.

She picked up the phone in a daze, planning to make a call to Su Wanwan and let her come over and see herself, if she was going to die, she could arrange for her funeral.

Dizzy, she looked at Su Wanwan's phone and dialed out, and at the same time struggling to get to the ground again, but forgot that she fell a cup last night and stepped on it by coincidence.

what--

Cen Xirui sat in the car for half the night last night, and it was almost dawn before returning home to squint.

There was a meeting this morning. Although he was not in the mood, he forced himself to get up and take care of himself meticulously and came to the meeting site.

For so many years, he has been used to it alone, and he has never experienced any big storms.

What's more, a love affair that hasn't started yet!

He believed that he would forget it soon.

Of course, if the other party weren't Cui Lingyue, who he had watched and grew up with, he believed that this kind of thing would not be able to make waves in his heart.

At the beginning of the meeting, he heard the vibration of the cell phone. It was Cui Lingyue's call and he didn't answer it. But it was the girl he had been a niece. Even if he couldn't develop love, he still had to take good care of her.

This was the promise he made by the bedside of her father's death.

As soon as the phone was connected, I heard a scream coming, and then it seemed that something hit the ground heavily, and the phone was hung up shortly afterwards.

Cen Xirui's heart sank, and hurriedly dialed the phone back, but no one answered it, so she had to say to the participants: "The meeting is postponed," and she hurriedly left the meeting room.

Only a group of participants are left. Look at me and I will see your stunned expression.

Cen Xirui drove into the car and rushed to Cui Lingyue's small apartment at the fastest speed.

He knocked on the door and no one answered. He saw a code lock beside the door. He hesitated. He entered Cui Lingyue's birthday, but the door did not respond at all.

He entered his birthday again, and a miracle happened when the door lock opened with a click.

Cen Xirui didn't dare to stop for a while, and hurriedly opened the door and entered the house.

"Read--"

"Read--"

No one in the living room, he went straight to the bedroom.

A petite girl fell on the side of the bed, seeming to have been unconscious, a lot of blood dripped under her feet, and her hair covered most of her face, only a white, bloodless skin on the chin was exposed.

The scene before him was shocking, and he was so scared that he didn't recover for a long time.

The ear drums jumped suddenly, and the brain was blank.

Girl is...

Did you commit suicide?

As soon as this idea came up, his whole body was not good.

Cen Xirui ran over quickly, knelt down, and suddenly stopped when his fingers were in the air.

Feeling the uncontrollable shaking of his body, he squeezed his left wrist with his right hand so that he could slowly move his fingers under the girl's nose.

Feeling the girl's even breathing, my heart finally fell a little.

He lifted his hair away and touched her small face. The hot person panicked and quickly picked him up and ran out.

Two hours later, Cui Lingyue lay on a hospital bed to get a drip, and the wound on her foot was bandaged.

She was really unlucky. The cup that she threw last night was stepped on by accident. When she fell, her head hit the bed and fainted.

And she still had a cold and fever today.

After so many things rushed together, she felt that she would definitely win the jackpot by buying the lottery ticket.

Fortunately, at that time, the call to Cen Xirui felt wrong and rushed over.

Otherwise, she didn't know when she was going to faint, and she might just confess her life.

Cen Xirui asked for a piece of lean meat porridge at a nearby restaurant, and she would bring the thermos bucket back and put it by the bed.

Looking coldly at the thin girl in front of her, her tone was not very good: "You are really good, and I don't know how to live so big!"

The wound on her body was far less uncomfortable than the one in her heart, but when she saw Cen Xirui staying by her side, she felt that everything was worth it.

This will hear the scolding, and she particularly aggrieved: "You used to take care of me, so I haven't been here for so many years in foreign countries."

"If you don't come, my vitality is so tenacious, and I will get up in a while."

"It's not that you haven't been sick before."

The girl’s experience was sad, and Cen Xirui opened the thermos and filled her with a bowl of porridge: "Eat some food first, and then I will bring you something delicious."

Seeing Cen Xirui not picking up her stubble, Cui Ling glanced at her arm with the infusion needle, and said in a particularly depressed mood: "I can't eat it."

Cen Xirui sighed, took her rice bowl and sat on the side of the bed, feeding her bite by bite.

When Cui Lingyue caught a cold as a child, Cen Xirui took care of her like this.

But at that time she was young, and he really treated her as his own child.

It's a bit uncomfortable for two people now.

Cui Lingyue watched him secretly while eating the porridge fed by the man himself.

I kept wondering whether he likes himself or not?

If he doesn't like himself, will he be so good to himself?

But if he likes, how much does he like?

Is it to the degree that people will shrink back when they are questioned and stopped?

Still never thought about developing?

No matter what Cui Lingyue thought, there was no possibility that he would like himself deeply and deeply.

But she believes that feelings can be cultivated slowly.

After thinking about it so well, she gently pushed the spoon he handed over and shook her head.

I lay down slowly, feeling that the rice I had just eaten was about to vomit out.

Cen Xirui watched her wrinkled face for a few seconds before putting her rice bowl on the head of the bed.

Regarding emotional matters, Cen Xirui felt that even if he lived for another thirty years, he would not be able to penetrate and understand, otherwise he would not be single until now.

So he didn't know how to face Cui Lingyue at all.

Just now he broke into the bedroom, and he was really frightened to see Cui Ling dying.

He didn't know what he would become if the girl had an accident.

Fortunately, she was fine, except that she caught a high fever, injured her foot, and had a slight concussion in her head, which was not too serious.

But even so, he was so heartbroken that he could hardly stand it.

Can't wait to get sick instead of her.

"Uncle," Cui Lingyue shouted with a weak voice, closing his eyes.

Cen Xirui was taken aback, and said, "Huh?"

Cui Lingyue endured the discomfort of her tight throat, and said, "You go back, I can do it myself."

Cen Xirui frowned: "How can you look like this?"

Cui Lingyue's voice was faint, with a desperate taste: "Can you stay for a while, can you stay for the rest of your life? I won't be alone in the future."

The author has something to say: there will be another update in a while.

There are some discrepancies between the timeline of the Fanwai and the main text. For the Fanwai, please refer to the Fanwai. I will reorganize it after it is over.