Chapter 128 Do I Dislike You?
Hearing this voice, the two people turned around at the same time.
Sang Muye was dressed in black and walking towards them with a bouquet of white roses in his arms.
There was a hint of smile on the man's originally stern face, and his deep eyes contained an unconcealable affection.
The gorgeous roses and his enchanting face formed a strong collision.
It gives people the feeling that people are more beautiful than flowers.
He walked to Shen Xingli with his long legs and put the flowers into her arms.
He said in a deep voice, "Congratulations, baby. You did so well at your first national conference."
Shen Xingli looked at him in surprise: "When did you come? Have you been waiting for a long time?"
Sang Muye pinched her cheek lovingly and said with a smile, "I wanted to see you first, so I came early."
After saying that, he slowly raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Fu Jingran.
Instead of her usual cold and stern attitude, she was very gentle: "Baby, don't you want to introduce your friend to your husband?"
She kept calling him "baby" and now "husband". Even if Fu Jingran was stupid, he understood the relationship between them.
He looked at Shen Xingli in surprise: "Junior Sister is married?"
Before Shen Xingli could speak, Sang Muye took the initiative to extend his hand, never so humble before: "Yes, she is married, and I am her husband."
Fu Jingran's smile was a little stiff.
He shook Sang Muye's hand and said, "Congratulations."
Sang Muye smiled and nodded: "Thank you, if there is nothing else, we will leave first."
After saying that, he hugged Shen Xingli and walked towards the car.
Shen Xingli turned around and waved to Fu Jingran: "Brother, let's make an appointment later. I'm leaving first."
Looking at their receding backs, Fu Jingran shook his head helplessly.
He heard that Shen Xingli and Meng Yu broke up, and thought he still had a chance, but he didn't expect that they had already gotten married.
Sure enough, once you miss it, it will be gone for a lifetime.
He smiled bitterly and turned away.
After getting in the car, Shen Xingli smiled and looked at Sang Muye: "Husband, you are so possessive. You keep calling me 'baby'. It makes me feel embarrassed."
Sang Muye raised an eyebrow and looked at her: "Are you worried that your senior brother would feel bad if he heard it?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? He and I are just fellow disciples."
"But he once pursued you, and even now the way he looks at you is not right."
Hearing this, Shen Xingli looked at him in surprise: "How did you know?"
"Sang Yu said that. She also said that he and Meng Yu fought over you and they even had a fight. He was almost expelled from school."
Shen Xingli cursed Sang Yu in his heart.
How could such a thing be known to Sang Muye, the jealous king of Asia?
He would even be jealous when Little Pudding was with her, let alone a man.
Shen Xingli had already sensed that something was wrong with Sang Muye's expression, so she immediately reached out her little hand and stroked his cheek.
He smiled and asked, "Are you jealous?"
Sang Muye stared at her with deep black eyes: "If I wasn't worried about scaring you, I would have confessed to you as soon as you became an adult. If that were the case, all your first times would belong to me.
The first time she fell in love with me, the first time she accepted a boy’s confession, and the first time she had a boyfriend.
Shen Xingli, I regret waiting for so many years, and I regret not being with you earlier.
Seeing him like this, Shen Xingli felt a little distressed.
She kissed his cheek and said softly, "But my first kiss, my first time in bed, and my first time in love were all with you. At the beginning, I only thought of Meng Yu as you, and most of my feelings for him were out of gratitude.
But I treat you differently. I am your soul mate and we will be husband and wife who will be together forever.
Husband, stop being jealous, the one I love in my heart is you."
After hearing these words, Sang Muye's depressed mood after several days finally improved a lot.
He held Shen Xingli in his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder, his voice muffled.
"Li Li, do I disgust you?"
Shen Xingli stroked his head gently: "No, the stronger your possessiveness is, the more you love me. Why should I hate you?"
Sang Muye kissed her ear and said in a low voice, "Baby, don't hate me. I'm just worried about you. You don't know how much my heart ached when I heard that you and Meng Yu were together.
I want to rush to your school right now and snatch you away from him.
But at that time, I hadn't gotten to the Sang family yet, and I hadn't dealt with the Sang family yet. If they knew that I liked you, they would hurt you.
So I can only endure the pain and watch you fall in love with him.
I'm afraid that if I drink too much, I might accidentally say your name, and then the Sang family would know about it, and you would be implicated. Therefore, I never drink with outsiders.
I can only speed up my efforts to seize power in the Sang family. Fortunately, it is not too late, otherwise I will regret it for the rest of my life."
This was the first time Sang Muye mentioned his secret crush to her.
His voice was always dull, without the usual dominance, but with a touch of sadness.
Shen Xingli felt a sharp pain in his heart when he heard this.
As the book says, secret love is a person's chaos and a self-cultivation that has nothing to do with the outcome.
But Sang Muye has been living in chaos for so many years.
His secret love is many times more painful than others.
Thinking of this, Shen Xingli's eyes felt a little hot.
She held Sang Muye's face and looked at him deeply: "Aye, if you had pursued me earlier, I would really agree to you, so that you wouldn't suffer alone."
Sang Muye curled his lips and said, "But I still say the same thing. If I had the chance to do it again, I would still choose to break through the darkness and run towards you.
I married you so that you can enjoy my love, not be implicated by me all the time. I will not let you get hurt because of my own selfish desires. My little princess, you should enjoy every kind of pampering in this life and should not suffer the slightest harm. "
This sentence completely broke Shen Xingli's defense.
Tears slid down her cheeks and dripped onto Sang Muye, and she said in a choked voice: "Husband, I will love you well in the future."
Sang Muye lowered his head and kissed her between the eyebrows. He said in a low voice, "I'm sorry for making you sad. I shouldn't have told you this."
"But I want to listen. I want to walk into your life, into your world, the present, the future, the past. Is that okay?"
Hearing this, Sang Muye's eyes suddenly darkened, and his big hand gently stroked Shen Xingli's head.
"Forget about the past. I'm afraid of scaring you."
"But I want to know, I want to understand you completely. As your wife, I don't know you as well as your friends do. Don't you think I'm incompetent?"
Sang Muye felt that Shen Xingli was hinting at something, and he looked at her with his deep black eyes.
"What do you want to know about me?"
There were tears in Shen Xingli's eyes, which made her almond-shaped eyes look even brighter and clearer.
She blinked a few times and said in a soft voice, "I want to know what disease you have."
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