After rebirth, the paranoid boss dotes on her

Qi Xiaoyi took out two bottles of red wine from the wine cabinet, and then took out two red wine glasses from the cabinet next to it.

Wen Yu saw him bring two red wine glasses, stared at him blankly, and asked, "Are you drinking too?"

"This is my wine, can't I drink it?"

Qi Xiaoyi wanted to divert her attention and teased her with his usual naughty tone.

But Wen Yu really wasn't in the mood at all. He grabbed the red wine and the wine glass and gulped down two large glasses.

Seeing her drinking so fast, Qi Xiaoyi frowned slightly and said worriedly, "Drink slowly."

Wen Yu didn't listen at all and then drank two large glasses of red wine.

He just drank to drown his sorrows.

Qi Xiaoyi didn't care about her and let her drink.

After all, we are at home, it’s okay to drink too much.

As the alcohol got stronger, Wen Yu's beautiful eyes were already misty and her voice was choked with sobs.

"Yang Chuhuai...he is a big liar. He deceived my feelings..."

Qi Xiaoyi, who was sitting next to her, supported his head with his hands, staring at her, and concern and love for her gradually emerged in his eyes.

He asked softly, "How did he deceive your feelings?"

Wen Yu held the red wine glass tightly in her hand, pouted her lips slightly, and said aggrievedly: "I heard him say tonight... He said that he was with me just to get through me, hook up with my cousin's wife, and reach a cooperation with Wanxing International."

"and then?"

"And then, he wanted to act with me, for..."

Wen Yu paused, burped, and then continued.

"In order to maintain his cooperation with my cousin's wife, he didn't break up with me. I liked him so much, but he used me..."

Qi Xiaoyi sighed lightly, his tone full of helplessness, "I told you a long time ago that Yang Chuhuai is not a good person, but you refused to listen and even accused me of meddling in other people's business."

Wen Yu's eyes, which were red from the alcohol, were filled with crystal tears again, and the tip of her nose also turned red.

"Yes, it's my fault. I shouldn't have disobeyed you and my cousin's wife..."

Her voice became more choked.

"Who made me so unlucky that I met a scumbag in my first relationship?"

Seeing that Wen Yu was about to cry again, Qi Xiaoyi could no longer say those words of blame.

He slowly raised his hand, his fingertips gently brushed across her hair, and said, "Tomorrow I will help you teach that scumbag Yang Chuhuai a lesson."

Hearing this, Wen Yu turned his head and suddenly stared at him without blinking.

After a moment of silence, she spoke slowly: "Qi Xiaoyi, you are actually a good person, but... you are not nice to me."

There is endless grievance and dissatisfaction hidden in the words.

Qi Xiaoyi pursed his lips slightly, a hint of confusion and self-reflection flashed in his eyes.

He moved closer to Wen Yu and asked, "How did I treat you badly?"

Wen Yu complained directly and unabashedly: "You always quarrel with me, never give in to me, and bully me all day long..."

As she spoke, tears began to fall again, and her eyes became as red as a rabbit.

"You are nicer to strangers than to me. I don't like you. I hate you."

Qi Xiaoyi's eyes dimmed, he reached out and gently wiped away the tears on her face, and whispered: "Then if I treat you well in the future, will you like me and not hate me anymore?"

His voice was low and sincere, and his words were full of unquestionable determination.

Then, Wen Yu cried and shook her head.

She sobbed, her voice intermittent: "I... I don't like it, I don't like anyone..."

Qi Xiaoyi panicked for a moment, and his voice was unconsciously tinged with nervousness.

He asked softly, "Why?"

"Because... because you men are all the same, you are all scumbags, you all like to lie to me, I don't want to like you anymore."

After saying that, Wen Yu gulped down two more glasses of red wine.

Just as she was about to pour the third glass of red wine, Qi Xiaoyi stopped her.

"Stop drinking, you're drunk."

Wen Yu let go of the wine glass in his hand and wiped his face with the back of his hand.

She sobbed twice and said with a tone of envy: "Why can't I meet a man as affectionate and loyal as my cousin? He really loves my cousin's wife!"

Qi Xiaoyi's eyes moved, and he said in a low voice: "I can, too."

"Huh? What?"

He spoke so softly that Wen Yu couldn't hear him clearly.

Qi Xiaoyi smiled slightly and replied with three words: "Nothing."

Wen Yu did not ask any more questions, but just moved closer to Qi Xiaoyi and gently leaned her head on his strong and broad shoulders.

"Qi Xiaoyi, I feel so sad. What should I do?" she said helplessly.

Qi Xiaoyi turned his head, lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes that fell on Wen Yu's face were full of care and tenderness.

He didn't know how to comfort her, so he replied calmly: "Cry if you want to, I'll lend you my shoulder."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Yu pursed her lips and tears flowed out.

"Then...then can you...hug me?" she asked in a crying voice.

"it is good."

After agreeing to her request, Qi Xiaoyi opened his arms without hesitation and gently embraced her in his arms.

Wen Yu leaned in his warm arms, as if she had found a safe haven, and all her grievances and tears were released at this moment.

Her tears soaked Qi Xiaoyi's dark blue shirt.

After crying for an unknown amount of time, Wen Yu became tired and fell asleep in his arms.

Qi Xiaoyi gazed at her peaceful sleeping face, and an unignorable throbbing ran through his heart.

It seemed like... he couldn't deceive himself anymore.

Just as Lu Qingzhou said, his feelings for Wen Yu had long gone beyond the ordinary.

This emotion took root in his heart quietly and silently.

Because when he sees her with other men, he will feel unhappy. When he sees her being cheated by a scumbag, he will also feel distressed.

Just like tonight.

He could never sit idly by and ignore her.

Maybe this is what they call love.

He likes Wen Yu.

Realizing this, the surging emotions in his heart finally broke through the last line of rational defense in his heart.

He slowly lowered his head and placed an extremely gentle kiss on her forehead.

“I’m not lying to you.”

These four words came out of his mouth gently.

Afterwards, Qi Xiaoyi carefully picked up Wen Yu and walked towards his bedroom.

He gently placed Wen Yu on the bed and covered her with a blanket.

After settling her down, Qi Xiaoyi turned and walked out of the bedroom, and the gentleness on his face disappeared.

He quickly dialed his subordinate's phone, his voice was icy cold: "Check for me immediately, where is Yang Chuhuai now?"

Half a minute later, the subordinate replied on the phone: "Master Qi, Yang Chuhuai is now in Club No. 1."

"very good."

Qi Xiaoyi hung up the phone, a gloomy look flashed across his eyes.

Then he walked to the door, picked up the car keys on the counter at the entrance, and walked out with a dignified look.