The engagement is over, but the black-bellied president won't let go

Leng Ruofei told Qiao Chu with a look of joy: "Sister Qiao Chu, I just got some good news. As long as we can find someone to register for marriage, so that Chenchen has a father and the household registration is complete, he can go to school smoothly."

After hearing this, Qiao Chu also smiled happily, and that smile was as bright and moving as a flower blooming in spring. Her eyes were full of expectations for the child's future, as if she had already seen that hopeful and beautiful scene. Leng Ruofei looked at Qiao Chu's expression, thinking to himself that the good news from his elder brother and sister Qiao Chu might be coming soon.

Xiao Yichen was on duty at night. At five in the morning, when the city was still immersed in the tranquility before dawn, he finished his long and tiring work. Dragging his heavy body, he slowly walked out of the hospital. The streets of the city were empty, with only the street lights emitting a dim light. He got into the car and started the engine. The sound of the car seemed particularly abrupt on the quiet street.

Xiao Yichen drove to Qiao Chu's home in Mobei. Along the way, his thoughts were in a mess, recalling every bit of his past with Qiao Chu, with both the joy of reunion and confusion about the future in his heart.

Qiao Chu was still asleep, having a sweet dream. Suddenly, the sound of her cell phone vibrating broke the silence. She groped for the phone on the bedside table in a daze, and finally found it. When she saw that it was Xiao Yichen's call, she woke up instantly and answered the call quickly, with a lazy voice like she had just woken up: "Hello?"

Xiao Yichen's low and slightly tired voice came from the other end of the phone: "Are you asleep?"

Qiao Chu was a little confused and replied, "It would be strange if you don't sleep at this time. What's wrong?"

Xiao Yichen said briefly: "Open the door."

Qiao Chu was stunned, then quickly stood up, scratched his hair, and went to open the door in his loose pajamas. As soon as the door opened, he saw Xiao Yichen, who had not shaved yet, with a tired face and bloodshot eyes, but a hint of anxiety in his eyes. His clothes were slightly wrinkled, as if he had experienced a fierce battle, and he stood at the door in a dusty state.

His eyes were fixed on Qiao Chu's sleepy and innocent face, and he said gently, "Just got off the night shift."

Qiao Chu looked at him like this, and felt a little distressed. He looked so tired, as if he had been working for several days and nights. She whispered, "You... aren't going home?"

Xiao Yichen smiled slightly, with a hint of helplessness and bitterness in his smile. He walked in and said in a low voice, "I want to take a shower. Your sister is here, so I'll have to trouble you to hold the door for me."

Qiao Chu continued: "My sister flew to Fuyang last night."

"Hmm? Is that so?" Xiao Yiyang's eyes immediately became unbridled, with a bit of indescribable heat.

Qiao Chu's heart was pounding when he looked at her like that. Before she could react, Xiao Yichen had already turned around and walked into the bathroom. Listening to the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, Qiao Chu was in a state of confusion. Why did he come to her place instead of going home after the night shift? Doesn't his wife care?

Not long after, Xiao Yichen came out wrapped in a bath towel. Crystal clear water drops dripped from his wet hair and slowly slid down his strong and well-defined chest. His skin shone with an alluring light in the morning light, like a perfect sculpture. Qiao Chu only took a quick glance and was too flustered to look directly at him. She turned her head slightly away, and her cheeks unconsciously flushed.

Xiao Yichen approached step by step, his steps were steady and firm. Every step seemed to step on Qiao Chu's heartstrings, making her heart beat faster. After approaching Qiao Chu, he gently lifted her chin, his movements were gentle but with irresistible power, forcing her to look directly into his deep and burning eyes. His voice was low and magnetic, as if it had an irresistible magic: "Qiao Chu, I have never forgotten you over the years. Do you know how hard I have been looking for you? All day at work today, I was thinking about you."

Qiao Chu's eyes instantly turned red, like two ripe cherries, ready to tear at any moment. Her lips trembled slightly, and she bit her pink lips, trying to restrain the surging emotions in her heart. Those emotions were like surging waves, hitting her inner defenses wave after wave. She said, "You are already married. Although it was an accident, I can't destroy your family." There was a hint of determination in her voice, but more of helplessness and pain.

Xiao Yichen sighed deeply, his eyes revealing endless helplessness and pain. His eyes became dim, like the stars covered by dark clouds. He didn't want to tell her that Song Xiaoxue was gone. He didn't want her to think that he came to her because of his emptiness. More importantly, after Song Xiaoxue left, the two elders of the Song family suffered a heavy blow. He couldn't marry again at this time and rub salt into their wounds.

"My marriage is not happy, it's just an empty shell. Qiao Chu, you have always been the only one in my heart. Do you know? You are my only woman, I have never been with other women..." His voice was full of affection and determination, every word seemed to be dug out from the deepest part of his heart and then presented to her.

Qiao Chu was stunned and asked in surprise, "How is it possible?" Her eyes were full of suspicion and disbelief. In her opinion, all men were the same, and sweet words might just be a temporary trick. She didn't dare to believe it easily, fearing that she would be hurt again.

Xiao Yichen's eyes became more determined and affectionate. He stared at Qiao Chu's eyes, as if he wanted to convey his sincerity to her through his eyes. "Qiao Chu, every word I said is true. Since I separated from you, my heart has been frozen and has never melted for anyone. During those long days and every lonely night, I would think of every little bit we had together. Your smile, your gentleness, and every look in your eyes are deeply engraved in my heart." His voice became deeper and deeper, with deep attachment and longing.

Qiao Chu's heart began to waver. She looked into Xiao Yichen's sincere eyes and felt his strong heartbeat. The love that had been buried deep in her heart, like seeds in spring, began to break through the ground under the nourishment of his words and gaze. She remembered the joys and sorrows they had shared together while strolling in the streets and alleys. Those beautiful memories unfolded before her eyes like a scroll.

Xiao Yichen could no longer suppress his emotions, and he suddenly hugged Qiao Chu tightly. Qiao Chu struggled at first, her mind told her that this was wrong and immoral. But the warmth and familiarity in Xiao Yichen's arms gradually softened her. It was the arms she was so familiar with and attached to, as if she had returned to the carefree days.

His embrace was so warm and familiar, as if no time had passed. Xiao Yichen gently kissed Qiao Chu's forehead, and the gentle touch was like a feather brushing, making Qiao Chu's heart tremble slightly. Then, his kisses fell like raindrops, slowly moving to her lips. Qiao Chu gradually lost herself in his kiss, forgetting all her worries and concerns. Their lips touched each other, as if two pieces of a puzzle fit together perfectly. Their breathing intertwined, rapid and hot. At this moment, it seemed as if the world had stopped turning, leaving only the two of them in this small space, immersed in the ocean of love.

However, after the passion, reason gradually returned. Qiao Chu had tears in her eyes, and the tears rolled around in her eyes, as if they would burst at any time. "Yi Chen, it's wrong for us to do this." Her voice was full of tears, full of self-blame and guilt. She thought of the moral norms of society and Xiao Yi Chen's marital status, and her heart was full of contradictions and pain.

Xiao Yichen stroked her hair, running his fingers through the soft strands, his movements gentle and loving. "Qiao Chu, believe me, you are right. I love you, and this love has never changed and will never change." His voice was full of determination and persistence, trying to dispel her concerns.

Qiao Chu remained silent, her heart full of contradictions and entanglements. She loved Xiao Yichen, there was no doubt about that, but the shackles of morality made her feel extremely heavy. She didn't know how to choose, whether to follow her heart or stick to the bottom line of morality.

Xiao Yichen looked at her in pain, feeling guilty. He gently kissed her forehead, the kiss full of apology and pity. "I'm sorry for making you feel wronged."

After saying that, he hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body and never separate. After a while, he could hear the sound of even breathing. He was really too tired.

Qiao Chu sat in the living room, looking at Xiao Yichen's sleeping face, and her mood could not calm down for a long time. She thought of the good times they had, the days they spent together were full of laughter and sweetness. But now, their love has fallen into such a complicated and difficult situation.

The sun shone through the window onto Xiao Yichen's face. His eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if he was dreaming a beautiful dream. Qiao Chu sighed softly, got up and fetched a thin blanket, carefully covering him. Her fingers gently touched his face, feeling his warmth, her heart filled with complex emotions.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Yichen slowly woke up. He opened his eyes and saw Qiao Chu looking at him with concern, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

"How long have I slept?" His voice was hoarse from just waking up.

"It won't be long. You can sleep for a while." Qiao Chu said softly.

Xiao Yichen shook his head and said, "No, I should go now." He tried to get up, but his physical exhaustion made it difficult for him to do so.

Qiao Chu quickly supported him and said, "You are too tired. Rest for a while."

Xiao Yichen smiled slightly, "No, there are still many things waiting for me to deal with."

Qiao Chu looked at his stubborn appearance, feeling distressed and helpless. "Then you should also take care of your health."