The small red notebook flashed past in front of his eyes. Ming Si quickly reached out to take it away as if she had seen something shameful, and stuffed it into her bag without looking at it.

Liang Xian was very relaxed and said slowly: "If you don't open it, come and take a look?"

“What to look at?

Is your face?"

Ming Si rolled her arms low, "Forget it, I'm afraid I can't fall asleep after watching it."

"I'm so handsome?"

He put his elbow on the edge of the car window and tilted his face.

Ming Si stamped her feet angrily: "Liang Xian! Are you shameless?"

I haven't seen each other for a few days, so my face is at least five feet thick!

After annoying the person, Liang Xian seemed to laugh in a good mood.

He raised his eyebrows and signaled her to get in the car: "Okay, don't make a noise anymore.

Carry you a ride?"

What tone does this mean? It seems that I am too lazy to care about her.

Ming Si was about to refuse, but suddenly remembered that there was no village or shop here, and there were private cars coming and going.

She didn't know how long she had to wait alone, but after a while, she still convinced herself to get into the car with a condescending resignation.

The night view outside the window quickly retreated, and the distant neon lights blurred.

As Ming Si looked at it, she suddenly remembered who among their group said before that she and Liang Xian must not be alone. After more than three minutes, they would definitely have to quarrel.

But this time, it seemed like it had been more than three minutes.

Not only did they not start arguing, the two of them also looked at each other, stating that they would never talk to each other.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, the two of them have never had any life-and-death grudges.

It’s just that her first impression was a little bit bad when she was a child. As time goes by, Liang Xian grew more and more casually, and she grew into a model of a cynical young master - unfortunately, she was the type of man she least admired.

The little bit of dislikes slowly accumulated, which made the mismatch of over 20 years.

It is actually quite difficult to break it suddenly.

Fortunately, it is one thing to agree to get married, but it is another thing to be able to get along without getting along, and there is no need for them to pretend to be harmonious.

What's more, the elders of the two families were busy planning a marriage and then marched into various industries. For a time, not many people cared about whether they were "husband and wife" - Ming Si and Liang Xian got their certificates a few days ago and went on one side, and no one took a step forward in the nominal wedding room.

——

While waiting for the traffic light, the driver said something to the person on the passenger seat.

Ming Si came to her senses and realized that the passenger seat was actually someone, and she was quite big.

Judging from the height of the person sitting, his height when he stood up was definitely not less than 1.85 meters.

She was wearing a black formal outfit, and she could vaguely see the solid outline of her shoulders and arms muscles, and her waist was straight.

Like a military force, or a professional thug.

Liang Xian withdrew his gaze from outside the car window and saw Ming Si staring at the passenger seat without blinking, as if she was quite interested in the person sitting there.

Somehow, maybe I knew that the journey back was still long, or maybe the relationship between the two had changed a little now. He introduced: "Shi Tai, my bodyguard."

"Hello, Miss Ming."

Shi Tai's hand was placed on his knees, straight, and he turned his face and nodded at her.

"Well, bodyguard," Ming Si was not very adapted to the normal conversation with Liang Xian. She blinked and leaned out a little, "Do you show you the big stone on your chest?"

Liang Xian disregarded her childish provocation, "You can just understand this way."

Ming Si felt bored, so she curled her lips and sat back, "What happened?

No one wants to threaten your personal safety, right?"

It is not uncommon for children from aristocratic families to have bodyguards, but most of them only serve as a deterrent effect on the outside.

Very few people let the bodyguards take the same car and travel close to each other.

Liang Xian leaned against the backrest and curled the corner of his lower lip after hearing this. He smiled and was a bit serious, "Who knows?

It’s better to be prepared for any eventuality.”

For a moment, Ming Si couldn't tell whether he was joking.

At this moment, Shi Tai turned his head and said to her solemnly: "No."

She didn't react, "What's not?"

"I didn't show the broken stones for Mr. Liang."

After saying that, he naturally turned back and continued to sit on the passenger seat.

No more of the following.

It turns out that I just seriously explain her previous joke.

"You bodyguard," Ming Si turned her head and looked at Liang Xian, lowered her voice, and gently tapped her head, "Is the processor a little slow?"

She wore a purple suspender dress tonight, which made her skin look white.

The chain of the suspender is a diamond ornament that shines brightly in the thin car.

When I turned around, my eyes were bright, my red lips were bent, and I had a hint of a cramped smile.

It is rare to talk without holding a gun and a stick.

Liang Xian narrowed his eyes lightly, turned his gaze sideways, and responded casually, "Yeah, a little bit."

Ming Si smiled and continued, "Like his boss."

Liang Xian: "..."

I knew she wouldn't talk to him for no reason.

——

Ming Si stayed with Lin Xijia throughout the weekend and accompanied her to check in a newly opened fighting club in Pingcheng.

Ming Si didn't want to hide the marriage from Lin Xijia.

But when she was a student, she didn't know how many times she had dissed Lin Xijia openly and secretly. Now she suddenly got married, and she always felt a strange feeling of slapping her in the face.

She hasn't figured out what to say yet.

So I picked and chose, omitted the key points, and roughly described the reasons for returning to China.

"marry?"

Lin Xijia jumped up from the sofa when she heard these two words, "No, why do you think it's like this?

You also cut off your RV hydropower bank card just to force you to submit?"

Ming Si put her chin on the pillow and nodded.

After more than a month of experience, I only finished talking to Lin Xijia for a few words, but only she could understand the bitterness.

When she was in Berlin, she initially relied on various friends to help her.

Later, I suddenly realized that she had thought that she had grown richer in recent years, but in fact, the Ming family changed her larger bird cage.

She still couldn't move forward if she wanted to leave.

"Then you really got married to a stranger?

Which company does the other party have? Is private life reliable?”

Lin Xijia was still worried and asked questions like an old mother.

Liang Xian is like... he is not like a person who is content with his family.

It should be quite rude.

Ming Si thought for a while and said, "It's not very reliable.

However, we all have their own experiences anyway.

I'll have the chance to show you."

I'm afraid they will meet at the party one day without her introduction.

Lin Xijia didn't know how to respond for a moment, and her mouth twitched: "You are still thinking very openly..."

Otherwise what can I do?

Although she had just finished cello courses in Germany, she actually studied high-end jewelry design by CSM in undergraduate and graduate students, and after returning to China, she also planned to establish a personal brand.

The power of the Ming family is enough to cut off all her connections and funds and make her name permanently buried.

——

On Monday, Lin Xijia started working, and Ming Si ended her life of eating and drinking, and returned to her villa.
To be continued...