The CEO married a beautiful wife

Qiao Luo took a breath and pursed his lips slightly, "Zhixin hasn't recovered yet. Have you considered her feelings when talking about these things?"

The Yan family's parents were silent. Yan Zhixin was their only daughter, but Yu Xuehan was also the orphan of Yan's sister who had a difficult childbirth. Both of them were very important.

"That's not what I'm saying. If you do something happy, it might help Zhi Xin's condition. Think of it as a way to bring happiness to Zhi Xin."

Wu Qinglian explained quickly, and Yan's mother nodded in agreement.

"These are two different things!" Qiao Luo whispered dissatisfiedly, trying his best to restrain his fiery and stubborn temper.

On the other hand, Yu Xuehan was unhappy, "What does this have to do with you? As long as Brother Xuan and I are willing."

"Then ask your brother Xuan if he is willing?"

Everyone's eyes were on Ji Xuanqing. The person involved frowned slightly, and Yang Yang's smile disappeared, showing more displeasure.

"I don't want to."

"Why! Brother Xuan! You give me small gifts every holiday, you go to see me when I play in school, and you are even willing to be my boyfriend. Why don't you want to be with me!"

The tears broke down instantly, and Ji Xuanqing couldn't stand it anymore. He took out a few tissues to wipe her with, his frown remained, with an unhappy expression and worry.

Qiao Luo smiled sarcastically and sat aside to taste the strawberries, but his beautiful eyes were full of disdain and disappointment.

However, none of this caught Ji Hanchen's eyes.

"Because I have always regarded you as my sister and as a relative."

"No, I don't want to listen. Don't..." He hugged Ji Xuanqing and cried so hard.

The sad atmosphere in the room completely changed in the eyes of Qiao Luo and Ji Hanchen.

Wu Qinglian walked up to Ji Xuanqing dissatisfied, patted him on the shoulder, and said sincerely, "Xuehan, this kid is so good. In the past few years, he has been traveling abroad just to see you and take care of you. Please touch your heart Can’t you really feel it?”

"..."

Ji Xuanqing didn't speak either and fell silent.He really didn't want to hurt Wang Qiqi and Yu Xuehan.

"Emotional matters are really hard to come by. Xuehan is a good girl, and I am not the right person for her."

"Xuanqing!"

Wu Qinglian was furious. He glanced at the Yan family and his wife. The expressions on their faces were also very disgraceful. He quickly smiled and said, "Old Yan, Xuan Qing is irrational tonight. Let's talk about this matter in a few days. The child is still young. No rush, no rush.”

"Xuan Qing, please think about it carefully. You also know Xuehan's attitude. I don't want to get involved in your affairs. If it doesn't work, I will take Xuehan back."

Lao Yan's heartfelt words made Yu Xuehan cry even more fiercely.

Ji Xuanqing patted her back soothingly, with an unhappy expression still on his face.

"I know."

"Xuehan, go home."

……

Qiao Luo did not return to the room, but went to the piano room next door.

The decoration inside is just like the decoration of Erqin Store, it's really exactly the same...

Even the smell is the same, a hint of rose water.

The difference is that there is a photo wall behind Qin.

Can you see her in the photo from a distance? !

No, that's not... right?

The exact same face, the same appearance as when she was a child. This shouldn't be her. She doesn't know this place and has never seen this boy with a bright smile.

Maybe this is the Li Yan they are talking about?Does this person really exist and look so much like her?

How could there be a girl as old as her in the Li family?

After returning to the piano stand and sitting down, the piano music played by Yan Zhixin suddenly started playing, and a sad atmosphere immediately spread throughout the room.

Something suddenly fell from her eyes, running wetly across her cheeks, leaving a zigzag line on the dry skin.

The night outside was dark and windy, but the heater in the house couldn't warm her cold heart.

Five years have passed, and in the last days it has become just a memory, which no one will accept.

At the end of the song, my cheeks were already eroded by tears.

"What are you crying for?"

An evil voice sounded behind him, and Qiao Luo was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head to wipe away his tears.

He stood up and looked into Ji Hanchen's eyes, a little dissatisfied, "When did you come?"

"Where have you been today?"

The dangerous aura hit him, and Qiao Luo laughed.

"This is my freedom."

He frowned in displeasure, suppressing the anger in his heart, and walked up to her.

He lowered his head and looked directly into her beautiful tear-filled eyes, feeling a little distressed, "You are my woman, and you come back with a man after not seeing anyone for a whole day. Should you give me an explanation?"

Not to be outdone, he tilted his head and squinted, full of disdain, "Explain? Ji Hanchen, you are very funny. We are basically in a transactional marriage. We agreed to give each other private space, not to mention that Ji Xuanqing is your brother and you doubt him? Do you really think I, Qiao Luo is so mean? Yes, I am so mean, I married you for such a ridiculous reason."

"Qiao Luo! You and Xuan Qing must keep a distance! You are my woman and he is my brother. Even if there is no love between us, you are not allowed to cuckold me!"

Qiao Luo put on a weak smile, pushed Ji Hanchen away, walked past him, and left the room without any hesitation.

The faint scent of shower gel still lingers in the air.

Ji Hanchen looked around. Everything here was too unreal. This was his and Li Yan's room and Li Yan's remaining rose fragrance was replaced by the fragrance of Qiao Luo's shower gel...

What about the position of the heart?

He lowered his eyes in annoyance, leaning against the wall with his strong body, his lonely back a little lonely.

After thinking for a long time, I calmed down the turbulent thoughts in my heart.Left the piano room and returned to the room.

However, there was no one in the room.

A note was left on the desk.

"Should our marriage end? It was a ridiculous beginning. Why not end it as soon as possible? Don't look for me. We all need to be quiet."

... The irritability came to mind again, and I angrily crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it ruthlessly into the trash can.

The ferocious expression on his face clearly expressed his anger.

"hateful!"