Wife, I confess: The president forced marriage

In fact, what made him most angry was that he was scratched on the face by a woman who had no strength to restrain his chicken.

The man who had been standing motionless in front of the floor-to-ceiling window raised his eyebrows slightly: "Know you?"

"Huangfu Jiajia, the daughter of Lei's family, the most loyal minister next to the president of Meishi, and the woman of Shi Yu, the eldest son of the wealthy Shi family, is not a woman who can act casually!"

The man slowly revealed Huangfu Jiajia's background, and the room suddenly fell into a mysterious silence.

After a few breaths, Liang Yue slapped his palm on the table: "I don't care what background she has. If she stole my things and provoked her, I will take her back with interest!" [

No one is vegetarian, anyway, if he hurt his face or stole his stuff, he would never let it go.

The man on the opposite side gave him a very shameless look: "It's up to you, just don't steal the chicken, and I will definitely be the first to draw a clear line with you."

"Ah, you are dishonest, look down on people!" Liang Yue shouted angrily.

Unfortunately, everyone ignored him.

"Hurry up and get the chip back. If you let the chip fall into the hands of 'black', be careful, I will chop you up and feed you to the dog!"

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"Well……"

The petite woman in his arms moved restlessly, Shi Yu gently carried her out of the car, and a gust of cold wind made her fall into his arms even more.

He watched her little head move left and right, frowning, trying to find the most comfortable sleeping position.

The big hand wrapped the coat around her even tighter, and seeing her finally relax her eyebrows, lying quietly and obediently in his arms, Shi Ying strode into the apartment.

The apartment is not big, he likes this kind of small home with an area of ​​[-] square meters, but he rarely lives in the big villa at home.

He even maliciously refused to hire a servant, and usually asked her to come over to cook and clean up the house. Seeing her pouting and complaining that he was stingy at home, while excitedly busying like a little woman at home, Shi Ying felt that That is enjoying life.

Put a bag of cold medicine on the table.

Shi Ying carried the unconscious Jiajia to the bathroom to take a flower bath, then went back to the bedroom and put her on the bed.

He changed into a set of blue home clothes that were neatly folded in the bathroom, and went back to the side hall to sit for a while.

He opened the refrigerator and found that there were two plates of leftovers in it. He took it to the microwave to heat it up, and then went to the dining room to make do with the meal.

Although it is a cold dish left over from the previous meal, Jiajia's cooking skills are to his taste.

Many times, he would rather turn down all kinds of meals, just to go home and eat a meal cooked by her.

After eating, he answered a few calls, and rejected all the appointments. He turned off the phone impatiently, and went to the study alone to deal with some things. [

When Jiajia woke up, under the moonlight, Shi Ying was sitting on the balcony, playing the violin by herself.

Very melodious violin music.

Jiajia went to make a pot of tea, put it on the table next to the balcony, and moved a chair to sit beside him with her head propped up in admiration, quietly listening to him play the piano, and sometimes sneaking glances at him.

In the eyes, a hint of obsession flashed from time to time.

Shi Ying automatically ignored the woman who always had an obsessive expression on her face no matter what he did since she was a child.

anthomaniac!

He scolded in his heart!

The whole person was quietly immersed in the melodious violin, like a harmless man.

Perhaps under the influence of his mother's music, he gradually revealed his musical talent, but his bones are all wildness inherited from his father, and Jiajia knows it clearly.