Mr. Xi only married but not in love

Xi's Building, President's Office.

Xi Beiyu was sitting on the boss's chair, approving the last document in his hand. He was dressed in a neat suit and focused his eyes. His noble appearance made the secretary who was waiting for the signature very excited.

I heard Mr. Xi loves to play.

I don't know if Mr. Xi is willing to have her.

The secretary quietly undid the two buttons of the skirt, and gradually approached the desk.

After Xi Beiyu signed, he raised his eyes and saw the secretary beside him. Seeing that Xi Beiyu didn't respond, the secretary stared at her with long and narrow eyes, and his heart moved even more, and he immediately moved to be bolder.

If you are not bold, you will have no chance in your life.

Just when he was about to take the initiative to sit on Xi Beiyu's lap, the door of the office was pushed open from the outside.

The person who walked in was dressed in casual attire, and his face was very similar to Xi Beiyu's, but his whole body was full of warmth and a very easy-going feeling.

"Ayu." Even his voice was gentle and gentle.

Xi Beiyu immediately pushed away the secretary who was about to approach, and said without a trace of emotion: "Go to the finance department to settle the salary, I don't need to come tomorrow."

The secretary turned pale with shock: "Mr. Xi."

Xi Beiyu didn't even give her a look, his body movements were full of cruelty, strong and oppressive.

The door of the office was closed, and Xi Ningyu sat on the sofa in front of the office desk, picked up the tea set and made tea on his own initiative.

The afternoon sun shines on his body, with a layer of soft light, making the whole person more elegant and easy-going.

Xi Ningyu placed the first cup of tea by his side, and looked at Xi Beiyu warmly: "Either."

"No."

The place where Xi Beiyu sat was out of the sunlight and shrouded in shadows. There were two extremes in a room, one in ice and one in warmth.

Xi Ningyu smiled lightly: "Ayu, you still love to play so much."

Xi Beiyu didn't speak.

At this time, the assistant knocked on the door and entered, and when he saw Xi Ningyu inside, he hesitated to speak.

Xi Beiyu stood up and said, "Do as you please."

Xi Ningyu nodded with a smile.

The assistant stood at the end of the corridor, reporting what had happened.

"The old madam made more than 30 phone calls, all scolding madam very badly, and even asked the president to divorce madam."

"The reason."

Xi Beiyu was leaning against the window sill, holding a cigarette between his index finger and middle finger, puffing out the clouds, the smoke covered his face, making it hard to see his expression clearly.

"The madam smashed the mahjong table of the old madam, and told those ladies not to come again."

The assistant lowered his head, not daring to think too much.

How dare you talk about such a family matter?

The CEO must be very angry. This kind of family affairs has always been difficult to deal with. Since ancient times, it has been difficult for an upright official to decide on housework, let alone now.

The president must be worried.

Ah.

The assistant was startled, and seemed to hear laughter in a trance.

The president is laughing?

The laughter is not angry, but rather happy.

There are so many conflicts in the family, why is the CEO still happy?
When I looked up at the president, I saw that he had already stubbed out his cigarette: "Don't worry about it."

"Yes."

When Xi Beiyu opened the door and entered the office, he found that Xi Ningyu was not sitting on the sofa drinking tea, but at the desk. The documents on the desk were already a bit messy, and Xi Ningyu opened several drawers.

Being caught on the spot, Xi Ningyu did not panic, with a soft smile on the corner of his mouth: "Ayu, where is that thing?"

Xi Beiyu's eyes were slightly cold, "What is it?"

"Jade Buddhist beads, Jing Yu's first work. I left it with you at the beginning, so it's time to return it to me."

Xi Beiyu's thin lips curled coldly, looking at the gentle and refined person in front of him, his voice was cold: "You know this is her first work, but you still insist on taking it away, are you sure you want to continue doing this?"

"Brother, it's too late to stop now."

Xi Beiyu rarely called Brother Xi Ningyu, almost never, or by his full name.

Xi Ningyu was still smiling, but his slender hand stretched out to him, the meaning was very clear.

After a pause, Xi Beiyu turned around and walked into the small room. After a while, he held a very beautiful sandalwood box in his hand, threw it to Xi Ningyu, and then sat back in the leather boss chair.

Xi Ningyu clenched the sandalwood box in his hand, put it back in his pocket, and looked at his unrestrained younger brother: "Ayu, you should restrain your temper and find someone you like to accompany you."

"The past, let it pass."

Xi Beiyu's long and narrow eyes were secretive: "I have long forgotten the past."

Xi Ningyu was startled, then smiled wryly: "Yes, I am not as good as you, Ayu."

He is not as chic as A Yu, and he hides too much of the past in his heart.

*
Jing Yu knew that it was a charity gala, and that she would reunite with Xi Ningyu in the evening. She stood in front of the full-length mirror for a long time, picking out several clothes.

It's been three years, and I used to see which one to wear. This is the first time in three years that I have been so cautious.

It was almost dusk when the clothes were picked out.

She picked up the bag on the sofa, and when she left the room, she looked at her carefully dressed in the glasses, and took a deep breath.

Ning Yu has never seen her like this.

When Jing Yu went downstairs, someone was talking on the first floor, and there was constant laughter.

For a moment, Jing Yu thought that the wives who were chased away by her yesterday came to talk with Xi Fengyun, so she stood and listened for a while.

There were not many people, and the voice sounded quite young.

Jing Yu didn't bother to talk about Xi Fengyun.

Going straight downstairs, Xi Fengyun and the young girl stood up.

The girl is very beautiful, and her pink skirt looks like she came prepared.

It's a pity. Xi Beiyu is not at home.

Jing Yu glanced at it, turned around and was about to leave.

"Stop!" Xi Fengyun knew that Jing Yu's whole attitude had changed since he came back yesterday, and now he has nowhere to vent his anger.

But because of the people around her, Xi Fengyun didn't want to really get angry: "Let me introduce you, this is the precious daughter of the Lu family, Lu Zhiyun."

The Lu family, the Lu family that is cooperating with Xi's Enterprise.

"Zhiyun is a talented student who came back from abroad. He has studied business management since he was a child, but he has a double degree. He is beautiful and has a high degree of education. The key is that he has an excellent personality and is as gentle as water."

What he said made Lu Zhiyun's face turn red.

Jing Yu didn't care at all, he didn't even raise his eyebrows, it was like the air around his ears, coming in from his left ear and coming out from his right ear.

People have even walked to the entrance and changed their shoes.

"Jing Yu, you are going to the charity party, right? Bring Miss Lu to Bei Yu, and you will take her there yourself."

"Does Xi Beiyu know about this? Don't let me take people there. If I get kicked out, I'll feel sorry for Ms. Lu. After all, there are many people there and the occasion is big. It's embarrassing to be kicked out." Jing Yu sneered in his heart, did Xi Fengyun deliberately find a woman to block her heart?

"Beiyu himself told you to take it there! He also said he missed her."

Lu Zhiyun turned red, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Xi, I was also shocked when I heard him say that he missed me."