Deliberate favoritism, the cold-faced president surrenders obediently

After signing, the woman's hand holding the document trembled slightly, and her fingertips turned white.

There was a bitterness in his eyes and his mood was a little complicated.

The man glanced at her calmly, stretched out his long arm, took the signed contract from her hand, and said indifferently, "You will be free in one year."

Lin Qian watched the white papers being put into the folder, lowered her head, and hummed softly.

Looking at the pen still in her hand, she realized that just as the man said, she had paid off her debt one year later.

She was freed.

From that day on, she was herself again. She wanted to take her parents away from here and live together in a small city.

Li Yanxiu glanced at Lin Qian who was standing there stiffly, and turned away without considering her emotions.

……

When he returned to the room again.

Lin Qian had already taken a shower and was sitting in the position where the man had just sat, applying body lotion.

He was obviously still angry, but she was still in the mood to apply body lotion. Li Yanxiu was so angry that he didn't even turn his head and went straight into the bathroom without even looking at Lin Qian.

Lin Qian secretly glanced at the man brushing his teeth in front of the mirror and found that his face was still cold. She bit her lip and didn't dare to speak to him again.

Lin Qian buried her head, squeezed a large amount of body lotion and rubbed it on her legs. The fragrance emanated from it, and she choked and coughed a few times.

The man didn't seem to intend to pay attention to her. After coming out of the bathroom, she sat opposite him, smoking and reading documents.

The two men were relatively speechless.

The man finished his work, raised his eyelids and glanced at her. She had been applying body lotion for half an hour.

She was afraid that if he didn't say anything, she would just stay there all night.

He put down the tablet and walked towards the big bed. He climbed onto the bed and lifted the quilt. After lying down on the bed, he said in a deep voice, "Not going to sleep?"

Lin Qian paused while applying the makeup and said, "Sleep."

When she looked up again, the man had closed his eyes. She couldn't help staring at him in a daze, then closed her eyes and suppressed the sourness in her eyes.

She warned herself that some dreams should be awakened.

She stood up, walked to the other side of the bed, and lay down on it.

Lin Qian tried her best to sleep on the edge of the bed on her side, keeping a long distance between herself and the man.

Although the two people were in the same bed, they slept back to back.

This was the first cold war between the two since they got together, but it couldn’t really be called a cold war, after all, that term didn’t apply to their relationship.

I don’t know how much time passed, until the sound of even breathing came from beside me, the man’s dark eyes slowly opened.

Li Yanxiu felt a little regretful about doing that to Lin Qian. Moreover, since they had been together, their nightlife had been colorful every day. In the end, it was he who fell asleep holding Lin Qian. He felt a little uncomfortable sleeping back to back like this all of a sudden.

Thinking of him coming in, the woman wiped the tears from her face and her red eyes with her hands in embarrassment.

He got up irritably and went out.

Li Yanxiu sat in the living room and lit a cigarette. He leaned on the railing facing the bedroom, whose door was ajar.

I could just see the thin body of the woman curled up in the quilt. She was huddled up in a ball, squeezed on the edge of the bed. From time to time, she would sob. She didn't sleep very well, as if she had a nightmare.

The cigarette between his two fingers was half burned. He leaned on the railing and looked at her quietly. It was a long time before he looked away.

What happened in the villa today really challenged his limits. She shouldn't have done that.

But when I think about it, she is right.

It was indeed impossible for him to keep her by his side forever.

Instead of this, it would be better to give her a deadline.

Give her a guarantee.

She was right, she was also a human being, and she couldn't share a man with others.

This is really unfair to her.

He gave her a deadline, but definitely not now.

He didn't want to let her go now.

He just wanted to possess her completely.

Her body, her everything, including her heart.

She can live without him in her heart, but she can't have someone else living in it!

He just doesn't want his things to be snooped by others.

Thinking of this, he put out the cigarette in his hand, stood up and went back to the room.

He gently moved the woman back from the edge of the bed, and the woman struggled slightly.

He did not let her go, but held her tightly in his arms.

Li Yanxiu struggled for a long time before falling asleep, and he didn't know when the person imprisoned in his arms disappeared.

When he woke up, he found that the person in his arms was gone. He panicked, got up from the bed and walked out of the room quickly.

When he reached the stairs to the second floor, he heard Lin Qian chatting happily with Aunt Li.

A familiar figure appeared in his deep eyes. She took out the ingredients and looked like she was going to cook noodles.

She lifted the lid of the pot with one hand, the whole kitchen was steaming hot, and with the other hand she deftly threw the noodles in.

The moment I turned around, I found that the man was already at the stairs.

Lin Qian raised her eyes to look at him and smiled slightly, "Are you awake?"

The man was good at hiding his emotions. He immediately put away all the little thoughts in his heart, put on a cold face, and hummed lightly.

"The noodles are almost ready, come downstairs and have breakfast."

It was as if she was not affected by what happened yesterday, and she didn't even explain what happened yesterday.

Thinking of this, the man's face darkened again and he turned back to his room to wash up.

When he went downstairs again, Lin Qian had already come out of the kitchen with two bowls of hot noodle soup in her hands.

Although it is just a home-cooked noodle dish, it looks good and smells good too.

The hot soup noodles look rich in soup, the noodles are thin and soft, and it is paired with some vegetables and meat, and topped with a fried egg. The ingredients are extremely rich.

The weather is cold in the morning in early winter, but if you eat a bowl of noodles like this, you will feel warm all over.

The man glanced at the noodles on the table, his expression cold and serious, and sat down quietly.

The woman took a look and seemed to feel the man's cold attitude. It was obvious that he had not recovered from yesterday's emotion.

He was completely different from the considerate and gentle person he usually was.

Lin Qian didn't want to have a conflict with him, so she lowered her head and ate her noodles.

Li Yanxiu took a few bites and suddenly said, "This noodle tastes not suitable for me."

Lin Qian was stunned for a moment.

I lowered my head, scooped a spoonful of soup into my mouth, tasted it, and it was obviously delicious.

She said cautiously, "It shouldn't be. It's the same seasoning as before."

Li Yanxiu was picking bones in the egg and said coldly, "Anyway, today's noodles are not delicious."

Lin Qian was speechless.

But she knew that he was still angry about what happened yesterday. However, it was clearly him who started the trouble. If he had not brought her over in the presence of the person who was about to become his fiancée, she would not have believed Gu Ming's words.

She got angry when she thought about it.

But she remembered that they still had a contract between them, so she suppressed her emotions and said softly, "I will pay attention next time."

Li Yanxiu was not willing to give in, and said in a cold tone, "Make me another bowl now, without the chopped green onions and with less salt!"