The Wealthy Husband

"Grandpa, I don't want to quarrel with you, but I can't give in with regard to Qi Ling's affairs, especially at this time," Ding Cheng met Grandpa Ding's stare, his words and demeanor were quite decisive.

"One more point... Qi Ling has never bullied me. I was too timid to tell him. It makes no sense for you and Dad to blame him." The person who is constantly hesitant and hesitant is only himself from beginning to end. , Qi Ling should not bear such anger.

"It makes sense for him to be dull if you are timid?" Old man Ding's beard was cocked with anger, but just as Ding Cheng knew him, he also knew Ding Cheng. It seemed free and easy, but once the horns were drilled, it would be difficult. Pull | out.

He gave Ding Cheng and Qi Ling this ruthless medicine, and from the perspective of his eyes, even if it had completely failed.

In the study, Ding Cheng and Old Ding were facing each other, and outside the study, Qi Ling was also facing the faint hostility emanating from Ding Hande and Ding Bo.

After so long, Ding Hande did not take the initiative to speak to Qi Ling, or even watch him. He watched TV, but his ears heard the conversation between Qi Ling and Ding Bo clearly.

None of their dialogue involved Ding Cheng, but several rounds of confrontation have passed between you and me.

Ding Bo can be said to be very true to the old man Ding, but he is still two points short of Qi Ling. Ding Bo still doesn't feel much about it. Ding Hande, who has been watching, has already felt it.

"Cheng Cheng is too young to feel confident, Qi Ling, if you are older than him, I will trouble you to bear more."

Ding Hande suddenly turned back to Qi Ling and said this. What he meant was to tell Qi Ling that Ding Cheng could like him Qi Ling, and when his heart was cold, he could also like others. This is a juvenile disposition and human nature.

"When necessary, please also make a decision. It is not good for you to make continuous decisions."

What Ding Hande said later was much more serious than before. The meaning in his words was that he hoped that Qi Ling could take the initiative to cut these off when Ding Cheng still had nostalgia. At this point, none of them had Qi Ling acted on it. The effect is good.

Only when Qi Ling really hurt Ding Cheng to the end, can Ding Cheng give up this period of Aimu from teenager to youth.

Qi Ling greeted Ding Hande's eyes upon hearing the words, and he nodded lightly after a few thoughts, "It is time to decide..."

Ding Hande hadn't revealed a satisfied look, Ding Bo snorted disdainfully, it was because Ding Cheng felt the injustice, and sure enough, he made a decision like this without feelings.

At this time, the door of the study opened, Ding Cheng and Ding Old Man chatted for almost an hour, and finally came out.

"Good night, grandpa, you rest early." Ding Cheng told Grandpa Ding. Then he closed the door. He turned back and walked over to the living room. His eyes fell on Qi Ling's back, and his expression was obviously more relaxed.

When he walked over, he naturally sat on the sofa next to Qi Ling, and naturally grabbed Qi Ling's hand to the palm of his hand. When he met Qi Ling's gaze, the corners of his mouth were slightly bent, "Well, the house is warm and not cold. NS."

When a person is sick, his body tends to get cold. This is especially true for Qi Ling. He has been lying still without walking. It is okay in other places, but it is inevitable to have cold hands and feet, but Ding Cheng always cared for him.

Qi Ling's eyes fell on the hands they shook, and a trace of warmth spread from his hands to the bottom of his heart. He nodded gently, "Yeah."

With Qi Ling’s affirmation, Ding Cheng’s heartbeat can’t help but another excitement, but they are not the only ones around, Ding Hande and Ding Bo are also around. Ding Cheng looks away from Qi Ling and looks at Ding Hande. And Ding Bo.

"Dad, big brother...Is the TV better than me and Qi Ling?"

They kept staring at the TV, giving Ding Cheng a kind of TV that was good enough to ignore him and Qi Ling.

Ding Hande and Ding Bo were stunned when they heard the words, turned their heads, and stared at Ding Cheng together. They didn't see Ding Cheng facing Qi Ling's sticky appearance, they didn't see it, but they made Ding Cheng inexplicably wronged. On it.

"Why have I lost so much, is there not enough money to eat?"

Ding Hande looked back at Ding Cheng, and then frowned. Father Ding would not let him give Ding Cheng too much money. Ding Cheng also told him that he didn’t need to pay Ding Cheng, but Ding Cheng was a foreigner, so he could only express this way. His concern.

After two and a half years, Ding Cheng is naturally different compared to before going abroad. In Ding Hande's eyes, he is thinner.

"Of course it's enough, I'm still making money, enough to buy gifts for you and grandpa, but it will take a few days to send it back," Ding Cheng smiled at Ding Hande, his jaw raised, he was very narcissistic, "I am It's getting handsome and looking better."

Compared to two years ago, Ding Cheng is four centimeters taller, and his complexion is still whiter. Compared with the white and tender appearance, he is much firmer and looks healthier. Without the wings of his relatives, he is really mature. NS.

"Qiling, am I right?"

Ding Cheng was accustomed to trusting himself, but he couldn't be so sure when he got to Qi Ling. Is losing weight look good in Qi Ling's eyes, or is it not good?

Upon hearing this, Qi Ling looked at Ding Cheng's gaze carefully.

Ding Cheng is in the transitional stage from the youthful to the true maturity, and the pure and sincere breath has a bit of stability and colliding with each other. This is the most attractive charm of Ding Cheng in this period, and it is self-looking.

Ding Cheng couldn't bear looking at Qi Ling at all. His cheeks flushed slightly, and he barely turned his gaze back to Ding Hande and Ding Bo, "Dad, brother, you should also rest early. I will take Qi Ling back to my room. "

In Ding's house, his room can be moved in at any time. Qi Ling's legs are inconvenient. It must be better to live with him. In addition, they are partners who have received a red book, so they should live in a room.

Ding Hande and Ding Bo's eyes lingered on Qi Ling's legs for a while before they nodded.

Ding Hande raised his hand, "Go, rest early."

Ding Cheng got up, "Good night Dad, good night Brother."

After asking goodnight, he pushed Qi Ling to the side of the stairs. Then, before Zhang Jing's family brought a servant to help him, he first leaned over and picked up Qi Ling. From the action point of view, Ding Cheng didn't feel much effort.

But Ding Hande and Ding Bo are even more upset. Although Ding Cheng will not be taken advantage of, he can’t hide Qi Ling’s likes at all. Once rejected, hurt and heartache will be inevitable, and I don’t know how much it will take. Time can ease up.

They watched as the backs of Ding Cheng and Qi Ling disappeared at the corner of the stairs. They sat and discussed for a while, Ding Hande went to see the old man, Ding Bo had his own business to deal with.

Ding Cheng kept holding Qi Ling onto the sofa in his room and turned on the light. Then he turned to get the wheelchair sent by the servant. He closed the door. Only him and Qi Ling were in the room.

Fortunately, in the hospital before, they had the experience of being alone. Although Ding Cheng couldn't help but "counsel", it was much better than before.

"I'll wash you up first, after washing, let's talk hard, okay?"

Ding Cheng could see that Qi Ling wanted to have a good chat with him, and he was the same, but before that, he felt that they all needed to wash well, and the extra time would be enough for them to sort out their thoughts.

But Ding Cheng bent down again, his arm was held by Qi Ling, he gently pulled, Ding Cheng sat next to him, and then Qi Ling stretched out his hand to hug Ding Cheng, the bracelet Passing by the waist, their cheeks can be stuck together within the distance of their fingernails.

"Do you like me holding you like this?"

Although it was a question, Qi Ling's tone was basically affirmative. He did not hear Ding Cheng's response immediately, but he could clearly feel the uncontrollable tremor of Ding Cheng's body and the sharp rise in body temperature.

Ding Cheng took a deep breath and then took another deep breath, before he raised his hand to Qi Ling's waist and hugged Qi Ling back, "Well, I like it."

Ding Cheng responded in a very small voice, but he just replies in Qi Ling's ear, the volume is enough for Qi Ling to hear clearly.

However, Qi Ling asked again, "What do you like?"

"I like...I like you, Qi Ling, and I like you." He doesn't like hugs. He likes the hugs and touches Qi Ling gives him. He likes Qi Ling. "I like it very much."

"Qiling, can I like you?"

Ding Cheng asked, took the initiative to withdraw from Qi Ling's arms, and then looked into Qi Ling's eyes and waited for his answer.

But Qi Ling's mouth opened, and Ding Cheng grabbed it again before he could say anything.

"It's useless if you don't allow it, I like you for a long time, a long time..." And I plan to like it forever.

He grabbed the words, his eyes lowered, and then his head lowered slightly. He was trying to accumulate his courage. He pursed his lips and gritted his teeth and said, "I won't get divorced until you are in good health."

This is also what he told Old Man Ding, that forcing him to be will not be happy, and may even make Qi Ling feel resentful against him, but he didn't want to take a step back, and even originally planned to do so, but these decisions will not be in the present. It wasn't when Qi Ling's body was still in good health, this was the bottom line that he would never give in.

"Why do you want to divorce me?" Qi Ling's hand slowly lifted and landed on Ding Cheng's left cheek, gently caressed, and at the same time, he could look at Ding Cheng so that he could see clearly Some emotions in Ding Cheng's eyes.

As for the questioning, he didn’t ask knowingly, but he really didn’t know. He had never asked for a divorce from Ding Cheng. Although he did not actively pursue marriage, if Ding Cheng didn’t take the initiative to look for it in the previous life, they It should not be divorced so quickly.

Ding Cheng took a deep breath again when he heard the words. He must confess these words to Qi Ling. He confessed himself.

"This is what I promised Grandpa. If I can't make you like me within three years, I must take the initiative to divorce you."

Three years are enough to pursue a person, not to mention that Ding Cheng still occupies such a favorable position at the time and place. From this perspective alone, Father Ding's request is not excessive.

"At a banquet, I accidentally learned that your aunt wanted to find a suitable marriage support for you. I didn't want you to marry someone else. I went to my grandfather when I got home."

It was in November when Ding Cheng got the news, and in less than two months later, Mr. Ding helped him handle it. He went to get the certificate with Qi Ling on the seventh day of the first day of January, the first day the Civil Affairs Bureau went to work. Then there is a simple wedding banquet, and they are considered married.

Qi Ling's eyebrows were raised slightly. He didn't know that Ding Cheng and Old Man Ding had such an agreement behind the original marriage. He then asked again, "Then why are you going abroad?"

Ding Cheng gave the only chance to ask the Ding family for help to get married to him, but why should he give up such an opportunity of the right time and place and choose to go abroad? Shouldn't he stay in the country more so that he can like him?

"These three years are more important to you than to make you like me."

Ding Cheng's eyes lifted, and the emotions in his eyes were open and direct. It was precisely because he liked Qi Ling that he couldn't let Qi Ling lose his most important thing because of his distraction during this crucial three years. Those ones.

"You can't see me in your eyes. I stay in Beicheng will only become a burden for you. It is difficult for you to like me, but I don't want you to hate me..." Ding Cheng understands himself. If he has not gone abroad for the past three years, he Absolutely insecure, he bears the name of the wife of the Patriarch of the Qi family, and his words and deeds can have a positive or negative impact on Qi Ling.

He didn't want to give Qi Ling the feeling that he was a burden and he was not helping. At the time, leaving was the best and most suitable. If he made this choice, he would also be responsible for the consequences of this choice. That is to divorce Qi Ling according to the agreement.

Qi Ling heard this and followed the silence for a few minutes. Ding Cheng's feeling was not wrong. At this age, he did not see anyone or anything outside of Qi's family. He could use marriage to deal with Ding Father. How casual he is in this regard.

He does not believe in love, does not believe that he can love others, and does not believe that anyone can love him.

Up to now, his concept hasn't changed much, but Ding Cheng has appeared at the edge of these concepts in a rather peculiar way, making him unconsciously want to explore or hesitate.

"Qi Ling..." Ding Cheng called Qi Ling softly. The silence of Qi Ling made him a little hesitant and a little distressed. He knows Qi Ling, he knows more than Qi Ling, including those in Qi Ling's past.

Qi Ling raised his eyes. Before answering, he saw Ding Cheng approaching him. There was only a finger-less distance between them, and then Ding Cheng gently wiped out these distances.

His kiss fell on the corner of Qi Ling's mouth, and they could clearly feel the warm breath from each other's breath and the temperature that was too close.

Ding Cheng's eyes were slightly narrowed to conceal the timidity in his heart. His lips touched the corner of Qi Ling's mouth. After less than a second, he sat upright again, and he gently grasped Qi Ling's hand.

"There is still more than a month, thirty-seven days, we haven't completely missed it yet."

There is still thirty-seven time before the time he and the old man agreed. Maybe he can make Qi Ling like him within these thirty-seven, maybe they don't need to divorce or remarry.

"You give me this opportunity to make me like you upright, okay?"