Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

What the hell is wrong with him?

She made up her mind to ask clearly, and she was about to suffocate.

She lay on the bed and waited for her husband to come home. It was after 11 o'clock that there was no movement below.

After a while, the door was gently pushed open, and she remained motionless with her eyes closed.

Qirui walked into the room, stood by the bed and glanced at Qingting, seeing her sleeping peacefully, secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

What happened today had already reached his ears, which shocked him a lot.

Why are the men in Megan's family so brazen?

He thought for a while, went to the bathroom to take a shower and changed into a set of clean pajamas, then returned to the bed, lifted the corner of the quilt, climbed onto the bed carefully, and gently hugged his wife's body in his arms, the fragrance lingered in his nose, he was satisfied Sighed.

That's it!

The person in his arms moved, opened his bright eyes like water, and a clear and cold voice sounded, "Honey, where did you go today?"

Qi Rui froze for a moment, she wasn't asleep?this late?

"Of course it's in the company, what's wrong?"

Qingting observed his expression through the dim wall lamp, "Have you not left?"

Qi Rui nodded without hesitation, without any entanglement or anxiety.

"Yes, I've been in meetings, very busy..."

Before he finished speaking, the person in his arms struggled, pushed him away, and sat up by himself.

Qi Rui was startled, then sat up, and put his big hand on her back, "Honey, what's wrong?"

Qingting became angry for a while, still lying to her, she slapped his big hand away, "Go away, don't talk to me, I hate you."

Qi Rui frowned, feeling very irritable, "Qingting, what did I do wrong, just tell me, I'm not good at guessing."

His tone was soft, and he didn't coax her softly like before.

His abnormality made Qingting angry and wronged, "You sleep in the study tonight."

"Okay." He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and walked out with the pillow.

Qingting was stunned, her eyes widened in disbelief.

He actually accepted it naturally, without rejecting it at all.

He changed, really changed, not an illusion.

She opened her mouth, but didn't open her mouth. She watched him go out, the door slammed softly, and the tall figure disappeared at the door.

Angrily, she beat the quilt hard, her eyes gleaming in the darkness, "Hmph, bastard, wait for me."

Qing Ting took the elevator up to the 13th floor with a few bodyguards, and rushed to the door on the left with firm steps.

The door was closed tightly, and there was a sign hanging on the door, Shuqing Psychological Clinic.

A bodyguard hesitated, "Young Madam."

Qingting raised her sharp chin, full of momentum, "Slam the door for me."

The bodyguard got the order, without saying a word, he fired a shot at the lock, kicked it up, and the door was kicked open with a bang.

A woman dressed in fashion screamed, "Hey, are you crazy? This is a public place, and your behavior will..."

The bodyguards surrounded the Qingting Pavilion and walked in. The Qingting Pavilion glanced around. The decoration is very warm, with soft purple and pink everywhere. There is a corner sofa and a 32-inch TV in the [-]-square-meter hall. On one side are tables and chairs for negotiation, not like a clinic, but more like a private residence.

The hall leads to a long corridor, and several doors are closed tightly. It seems that the sound insulation is very good, and no movement outside is heard.

Her eyes fell on the face of a girl in her twenties, her tone was light, but with an incomparable momentum, "Where is my husband?"