Addicted to seduction, the cold CEO cries every night

No superfluous nonsense.

After speaking, I hung up.

Yan Xia looked at her phone, and after being silent for a while, she picked up her bag and went out.

It's already ten o'clock at night.

There was no one left in the company, and the sound of high heels hitting the ground was very pleasant.

But it was also empty, as if she was the only one in the silent world.

She endured the intense feeling of loneliness and went downstairs, and saw a black Mercedes parked in front of the company.

Si Jinghuai leaned against the car door with his tall body, holding a cigarette in his hand.

The dim light at night made it difficult to see his expression clearly.

Yan Xia walked closer and looked up at him.

Before he could speak, Si Jinghuai put out his cigarette and whispered, "Get in the car."

Yan Xia actually didn't really want to go back to Si Jinghuai's place today.

I plan to go back to the Yan family villa.

Now that there are no eyesores in that empty house, it should be less uncomfortable to live there.

But even though Si Jinghuai came, it was hard for her to say no.

After thinking about it, he opened the passenger door and got in the car.

After getting in the car, neither of them spoke first.

"Well, Qin Qing called today and asked me to be her bridesmaid."

Si Jinghuai raised his eyebrows and said, "So?"

Yan Xia pursed her lips: "My dad's matter is in a turmoil now. Wouldn't it be good for me to be her bridesmaid?"

"Otherwise, why don't you tell Pei Chi?"

Si Jinghuai's expression turned cold for a moment, and then he snorted: "What does it have to do with me?"

Yan Xia choked.

Then I remembered that Si Jinghuai really didn't look like a person who would mind such nosy matters.

So she shut up and didn't speak again.

Si Jinghuai glanced at her from the corner of his eye.

His dark eyes narrowed slightly for a moment before he asked, "Is there anything you want to say?"

Yan Xia was confused by what he said and looked back at him in shock.

"Ah? What?"

Si Jinghuai narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a traffic light in front of him.

He stepped on the brakes hard, but Yan Xia didn't notice, and the inertia made her rush forward.It hurt from being strangled by the seat belt.

"Hiss~" She took a breath.

Turning around to look at Si Jinghuai, he saw a cold face. He really didn't know what he was angry about.

She sighed and was about to ask again when Si Jinghuai started the car again and kicked the accelerator.

Then she shut up.

I was already tired, so I turned my head and looked out the window without saying a word.

For the rest of the journey, neither of them spoke.

Return to the villa garage.

Si Jinghuai parked the car and got out of the car straight away. His face was so dark that he looked like someone owed him 800 million.

Yan Xia got out of the car silently and followed her into the villa.

Si Jinghuai went directly to the study.

Yan Xia stood at the stairs for a while.

I haven't eaten anything all day, so after thinking about it, I turned around and went into the kitchen to make myself a midnight snack.

The refrigerator is fully stocked and her cooking skills are average.

In the end, I only ordered a bowl of noodles, two prawns and a poached egg.

It can be considered as having an appetite.

As soon as the table was served, Si Jinghuai came down from upstairs.

His eyes were still staring at the noodles in his bowl.

She paused and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

Si Jinghuai didn't say anything, but still walked to the dining table and sat down.

Yan Xia sighed and ordered another bowl resignedly.

When it was brought out, Si Jinghuai had almost finished his portion.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, a little strange.

Si Jinghuai, who was used to eating delicacies from all over the world, did not find the noodles she cooked unpalatable.

She sat down and looked up at Si Jinghuai's expression.

"How is it? Does it taste bad?"

Si Jinghuai glanced at him and said calmly: "Just average."

Yan Xia stared at the noodle bowl with only two vegetable leaves and half a bowl of clear soup left, and secretly rolled his eyes. (End of chapter)