Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Twelve o'clock in the morning.

The apartment doorbell rang.

Lin Shubei walked to the entrance with a wine glass. He just opened the door and before he could see clearly who was outside the door, he saw a black shadow suddenly push open the half-closed door, grab him by the collar and slap him directly. On the wall next to you.

"boom!"

The glass fell from his hand and shattered on the floor. The fragments flew everywhere, mixed with the wine and messed up the clean carpet.

But at this moment, neither Lin Shubei, the owner of this house, nor Xie Mingyuan, who was suppressing his anger and staring coldly at the man in front of him, had no time to care about these things.

"Lin Shubei, how dare you approach Song Yuening."

Xie Mingyuan has always been measured in his advances and retreats, and rarely gets angry, but at this moment his face completely darkened.

That tense expression and ice-like eyes were everywhere announcing to Lin Shubei in front of him that he was very angry at the moment.

But when Lin Shubei looked at him like this, he didn't feel the slightest fear, and instead laughed out loud.

Even if his collar was held in someone's hand, he still looked graceful, gentle and elegant, without any loss of composure.

"What's wrong, Xie Mingyuan, I just sent her back to her home to help her solve some work problems, and you're starting to get anxious?"

As these words fell, the gentleness on Lin Shubei's face suddenly turned into provocation and arrogance.

And the hand that was holding his collar was tightening slightly because of his words.

Lin Shubei's face slowly turned red due to the increasing force on his neck, which was caused by lack of oxygen.

His hand twitched slightly in the air a few times, and then suddenly grabbed Xie Mingyuan's wrist with force, trying to pull his hand away.

It's just that compared to Xie Mingyuan, his strength is just a drop in the bucket and has not been put to any use.

Soon he started coughing heavily due to discomfort.

But even though he was feeling so uncomfortable, Lin Shubei still didn't speak out any soft words.

Those eyes stared straight at Xie Mingyuan, as if they could see through his eyes and see through his true inner thoughts.

"You're scared, aren't you? Ahem...Xie Mingyuan, I didn't expect you to show such a weak look. It's really ridiculous."

"Afraid? You mean I'm afraid of you?"

Xie Mingyuan seemed to have heard some joke of the century. After sneering, he grabbed Lin Shubei's collar and threw him aside heavily.

"Lin Shubei, you think too highly of yourself. Would I be afraid of you? It's just a fantasy."

Lin Shubei was thrown directly to the floor by his excessive force. He subconsciously wanted to support his body on the ground, but he forgot about the broken glass just now, so that several pieces were pierced into his palm. Tiny pieces, the palms of the hands were also stained by the wine.

But even so, he didn't care. Instead, he looked up at Xie Mingyuan and asked questions with unclear meaning.

"Oh? Is that really true?"

"I never thought that the famous Mr. Xie would be so unwilling to face reality. Xie Mingyuan, if you weren't afraid, why did you come to me in such a hurry?"

Lin Shubei pressed his neck. Even though he was still coughing, he still refused to shut up. Every word he said turned into a sharp sword and stabbed hard into Xie Mingyuan's heart.

Of course he was afraid, because he knew clearly that if she was really the person he was looking for, then she, who had lost her memory now, would be both strange and familiar to everyone who approached her.

He knew what Lin Shubei had in mind. He just wanted to take advantage of Song Yuening's amnesia to find ways to get close to her, obtain her forgiveness, and even want to get back together with her.

Although this method is despicable, Xie Mingyuan has to admit that it is the best method.

Because Song Yuening really had a very good "first impression" of him because of his enthusiasm and diligence.

He looked down at the man sitting directly on the floor, his tone full of disgust. "Lin Shubei, if you were a man, you would use less dirty methods."

"Don't forget the things you did to Ning Ning. Do you think you are qualified to ask for her forgiveness now?"

Xie Mingyuan's words successfully made Lin Shubei put away the smile on his face.

His face was cold, and under the dim light of the living room, he looked a bit like Xie Mingyuan.

"I'm warning you, if you let me know that you are close to Ning Ning again, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Just as Xie Mingyuan was about to leave, Lin Shubei suddenly spoke to his back and shouted loudly.

"Xie Mingyuan, I am not qualified to ask Ning Ning for forgiveness, but what about you? What qualifications do you think you have to appear in front of her again? Don't forget, it was because of you that she got on that plane !”

Such a heart-wrenching sentence only caused Xie Mingyuan's footsteps to pause for a moment.

"This is between me and Ning Ning. It's not your ex-husband's fault to interfere, understand."

The pronunciation of the word "ex-husband" was particularly emphasized by Xie Mingyuan.

"boom!"

The apartment door was slammed shut.

Lin Shubei sat there for a long time before getting up.

He looked down at the mess on the floor, then at the wine on his clothes and the blood stains oozing from the palm prints, and snorted indifferently.

"Ning Ning is destined to belong to me."

The more Xie Mingyuan threatened like this, the more certain he became about the feasibility of his plan, otherwise he wouldn't be so nervous.

Xie Mingyuan's warning just now was insignificant to him.

He only wanted Song Yuening to come back to him.

……

Mr. Xie, President's Office.

Xie Mingyuan looked at the woman who had appeared on the sofa at some point, and suddenly turned back to the secretary beside him with a cold face.

"Didn't I say that? In a place like the office where important documents are stored, don't let random people come in."

"What I said have turned a deaf ear to you now?"

The secretary was also stunned when he saw Chen Yingxue appearing in the office. When he heard Xie Mingyuan's scolding, he complained in his heart, but he had to pretend to be calm and explain.

“Mr.

God knows how Chen Yingxue got in.

"Oh, Mingyuan, don't blame them. I sneaked in pretending to be an employee of your company, and none of them noticed."

Chen Yingxue stood up and walked to Xie Mingyuan. She smiled and opened her arms to take Xie Mingyuan's arm, but was avoided by the man without hesitation.

Chen Yingxue looked at his unfamiliar appearance as he took a few steps back to distance himself. The smile on his face faded a little, but she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, she calmly turned around in a circle.

"Do you think the way I'm dressed today looks a lot like your assistant? You don't even know how long I've been shopping before I saw a piece of clothing that looks very similar to your assistant's. Isn't it amazing?"

Her tone was very natural, as if she just wanted to show Xie Mingyuan how successful her disguise was today. (End of chapter)