Chapter 56 Golden Autumn Wedding 3

When she left the first VIP table, Bai Shu'an was already a little drunk, but everything had just begun.

She can't remember how she was held by Luo Hanfeng touring the next 50 tables. All she knew was that they were like a pair of bees shuttling through the flowers. They piled up smiling faces, held wine glasses, and kept clinking glasses with people...

She was close to him, just like all newlyweds and affectionate newlyweds...

The wedding banquet ended, and she was so drunk that she was unconscious.

At this moment, she slowly opened her eyes and found that she was lying in a soft and comfortable big **. It was dark in front of her, and she half propped up. It could be seen that there was a tall floor-to-ceiling window opposite the diagonally. The silver moonlight entered through the door and outlined the mottled shadow of the tree in front of the bed.

Get up slowly and walk to the balcony with the bright moonlight.

There was silence outside. From morning to night, Luoyuan had been very lively. At this moment, the guests had dispersed and gradually fell into silence.

The evening wind swayed, and the flowers and trees in the garden were slanting. With the faint fragrance of flowers, she took a few deep breaths and suddenly woke up. The painful scene at the dinner party lingered and came to my mind again.

At one time, she thought that the once naive and ignorant love, after experiencing the mutation and precipitation in the past few months, would turn into a faint mark and lie quietly in a corner of her heart.

But last night, when she saw Ruomin's haggard and lonely figure and looked at him sitting alone in the corner of the table, pouring down the glass of wine one cup after another, the painful and desperate look she had never seen before.

However, Luo Hanfeng took her hand and walked straight to his side. He didn't know whether it was intentional and said something meaningful.

"Shuan said that you have always taken good care of her, and we will treat you as a brother in the future. We will treat you with this glass of wine!" Luo Hanfeng's cheeks were slightly red, but his tone was solemn, and he didn't look drunk at all.

Ruo Min staggled slightly when he got up. Because he leaned against the table, he stood firmly. The two bottles of red wine did not make his pale face rosy, but the elegant and calm temperament was reduced at all. He looked at Bai Shu'an with a confused look, and his original warm and magnetic voice with a trace of hoarseness: "Shu'an has a light drinking capacity. Let's have a drink."

"Brother Ruomin, you have to protect your throat. You can't drink so much wine." The bottom of Bai Shu'an's heart was unbearable. This sentence blurted out, and even she was shocked. Suddenly, the frozen palm was tightly held by another warm palm, and the sudden aggravated palm, as if she had exhausted the strength of her whole body, embedded her flesh and blood, indescribable pain.

Ruomin's slender fingers brushed the droplets of water from the mouth of the cup, smiled and said softly, "It's okay. I'm in a good mood today. Just drink more cups." I drank all the wine in one gulp.

Luo Hanfeng raised his neck and drank the wine, and then grabbed the cup in Bai Shu'an's hand sideways. He killed it in one bite. He fixedly looked at Ruomin's melancholy and said firmly, "From now on, everything in Shu'an will be given to me at ease."

Ruo Min seemed to have come to her senses at this moment. She lowered her eyes and drank a cup of herself. There was a trace of self-mockery in her tone, but the words were clear: "I bless you!"

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The emotion hidden in the bottom of my heart for ten years, the most beautiful fragrance in the age of cardamom has never thought that it has not bloomed like a wild flower that can't see the sun...

Love each other ambiguously, no more, no less, neither too early nor too late, no impurities, no suspicion, no hesitation, the love she once expected, so cruelly passed away...

How many decades in life can you squander? No matter how much struggle you have, it is just a powerless sacrifice. It is because she knows that she is unable to face his continuous depression. Why can't she face the loss calmly? What's more, it is that he has never really faced it, and has never been brave to fight for it, and even she can't do it. What kind of emotions do they define?

I once thought that losing was the collapse of heaven and earth, but I didn't expect that in just a few months, she could successfully pull away from the pain and re-examine her heart...

She suddenly felt that her chest was stuffy and a little breathless. She turned back to the room and turned on the light in the room by the moonlight. The dark room suddenly became transparent.

This is the first time she came to Luo Hanfeng's room. Obviously, it has been carefully decorated for the wedding. The four walls are as calm and quiet as the deep sea, surrounded by all kinds of gorgeous white lacquered gold-plated furniture. The beige palace-style white lacquer carvings are large ** square, and there is a wedding photo of the newlyweds. It was a few days ago, next to the Moon Bridge by the Moon Lake Yuecheng Lake. Photographed.

In the photo, the two people hugged each other and stood by the lake. Behind them, the green water was long and the green mountains were faint. His eyebrows were against her forehead, the tip of his nose to the nose, and his lips were to his lips. His two faces were bathed in the golden sun, with warmth in the dim yellow, and a trace of dark fragrance surging in the pure...

Bai Shu moved at ease, and her face turned red like fire.

At this moment, this affectionate photo is reflected in the celebration of the wedding by the red flowers, but she just woke up from a dream. Where is the groom who should be in the same room with him?

After straightening the messy dress and looking around for a long time, I found that there was a white lacquer carved wooden door on the left side of the gate.

Turn around through the wide sofa and come to the wooden door.

I opened the door and entered, groped for a few steps, and found the wall lamp on the wall.

With the yellowish light, Bai Shu'an walked through the cloakroom, and there was a delicate small room in it. There was a small bed by the window, and there was no shortage of wardrobe, desk, coffee table and other furniture.

His groom is sleeping soundly in that small ** at this moment.

She didn't turn on the light. With the bright moonlight, she walked over gently and bent her knees and squatted at the head of his bed. The moonlight sprinkled in like water. She saw him frown slightly. On his closed eyes, two rows of long eyelashes occasionally trembled slightly, and the even and long breathing sounded into her ears, as if he were sleepy.

What kind of unspeakable thought made him lock his eyebrows in his dream. His fingers fell lightly on his eyebrows and slowly slid past, intending to clear the sadness in his heart, gradually smoothing the folds.

She withdrew her finger with satisfaction and stared for a long time. The depressed question repeated in her heart: "Did you call last night? If it was really you, why didn't you make a sound? If it weren't you, who else would it be?"

He sighed, got up slowly, turned around without taking a few steps, hit the corner of the table, and casually took a thick white porcelain cup on his side. The cup hit the big toe of his right foot, and his ten fingers connected his heart with a pain.

She frowned and bit her lips, and still involuntarily made a muffled sound. Just as she was about to move forward, a force behind her pulled her other hand, and a stag, turned around and bumped into a person's arms...

The moonlight was blurred. She looked up slightly, and it was faintly visible that he had a pair of confused eyes, looking at her hotly.

A heart became inexplicably nervous and jumped like a drum, as if it was about to rush out of his chest the next second. After a long time, he stammered a sentence: "Just now, I saw that you fell asleep... I was about to leave... Carelessly..."

He silently lit the wall lamp not far away, helped her sit on the edge of the bed, raised her right foot and put it on his left leg, and lowered his head to carefully take off the thin slippers.

The red and swollen toe is like a full purple eggplant, ferociously exposed to the light. She was about to break free, and a warm palm had been warm on it...

The whole person suddenly froze like petrification, and he didn't dare to move.

Although the palm is not generous, it is warm and powerful. The slender fingers rubbed the wound over and over again, and bursts of warm currents flowed into the heart.

A different breath began to float in the air. She stared at the gentle movements in his hand and forgot the pain.

After rubbing for a long time, he finally stopped. His hand still grabbed her feet and looked at her with a smile. His tone was as light as usual: "Mrs. Luo, why are you always so unexpected?"

She didn't quite understand what he meant, but there was a red glow on her face. She stared down at her hand and replied vaguely, "Are you praising me?"

The corners of the lips hooked, and a relaxed laughter came, "You said yes."

She blushed and angrily pulled her feet back from his arms, put on her slippers, quickly stood up, limped to the table, and said as she walked, "I'm going to bed."

He also followed her to stand up and followed silently. The person walking in front seemed to want to escape from here quickly. His footsteps were getting faster and faster. Who wanted to hurt his feet not obey? When he saw the door, a stagger almost fell down...

He stretched out his long arms and easily pulled her into his arms.

"You, let me go!" She was shy and anxious. She tried to struggle to get out, but she heard his gentle voice ambiguously: "Mrs. Luo, now that the ceremony has been completed, there is still one last step left. We are the real husband and wife!"

His heavy breath was brushed in her ear, and the strong heat in her palm burned the skin at her waist. A real couple!" He doesn't think so. He wants to use it, doesn't he? Suddenly, his face was red and his heart was beating, and his heart was crossed. He bent down and bit him fiercely on his arm.

He snorted in pain and gradually let go of his hand. The strength of his waist retreated. She staggered back two steps, just against the door frame and stood firmly.

Raise your eyes and stare at the deep black eyes. At this moment, the starlight inside is dim, and the coldness flashes from the eyes, gradually covering the whole face.

She took a deep breath, suffoed for a long time and finally said, "I, we don't have this agreement."

A soft smile, accompanied by a few mockery, "What do you think I'm going to do next?"

"You, you just now, I didn't mean a real husband and wife." Inexplicably, he tightened his tight body, raised his hand to cover his hot face, and actually felt that he was very funny.

The laughter became stronger and stronger, like the fragrant osmanthus in the evening wind, which ripps on the cold face.

He suddenly turned around, took out a stack of documents from the drawer of the bedside wardrobe, handed them to her, and looked at her leisurely and said, "Actually, I want to tell you about the contract. This is personally drawn up by my personal lawyer in the United States. It is in duplicate. I have signed it. After you sign it, you will keep one. This clearly explains your and my obligations and rights.

Originally, what he said about becoming a real husband and wife means that after signing this agreement, the husband and wife identity of the two people is officially formed. The redness on her face was even worse. She had to look through the content of the agreement carefully. She looked at ten lines, but she couldn't see a word clearly.

"From tomorrow to today next year, we are a loving couple in front of people. No matter what happens, you must stand by my side. This is your obligation as Mrs. Luo. As for the remuneration, the Chunhua Theatre has been as you wished and has not been demolished. And the number of the amount on the contract is still blank. You can fill in as much as you want, and I will satisfy you.

"You're not afraid, I want..." The answer that was about to blurt out, "Losi Group's large shares", when it came to the mouth, it finally stopped.

"What do you want?" Luo Hanfeng looked at her calmly, and the slightly gathered eyebrows were like a faint green mountain, and there was a little mystery in the twists and turns.

She turned around and said brazenly, "20 million, this number should be a small number for Luoshi Group, right?"

"Of course... I thought you would want the whole Luo's Group." Luo Hanfeng smiled strangely, put his hands on his chest, and looked at her carefully with strange eyes.

She was stunned when she heard the words. She turned around and took the pen from the pen holder of the desk next to her, quickly filled in the numbers on the two contracts, signed her name, and took one of them back to him.

Luo Hanfeng took it over and said with a satisfied smile, "Ok, Mrs. Luo, go to bed. As soon as the day is day, we will go on our honeymoon."

"Honeymoon, travel?"

"Isn't this a compulsory course for newlyweds? Don't worry, Wen's sister-in-law has helped you pack your luggage. I'll arrange the itinerary.

"Oh!"

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Holding the contract in one hand, she limped back to the new house along the passage. There was only one thought in her mind, "This paper contract has trapped me in a rich family. From then on, she is his Mrs. Luo, the righteous Mrs. Luo!"