For Qi Yemo's explanation.

Ye Huanyu only regarded his performance as an excuse or a means to defend himself.

As he spoke, he opened his e-mail, and there were several e-mails from the Qi Group lying in it.

Family will make a person devote more energy to work, and of course there are various reasons.Some are really for earning money to supplement their families, for their own ideals and lofty aspirations, and of course there are also those who use work as an excuse to be more pure.

As for which type Qi Yemo belongs to, it's really a little different.

He doesn't need to work hard for a living.

Similarly, as for his own ideal, it can be regarded as having been achieved early, and it has been overfulfilled - taking the Qi family into his own pocket, and doing even better than his father.

As for the third type: how clean it is...

Perhaps only Qi Yemo himself could make some reasonable explanations.

Not far away, Ye Huanyu was still talking on the phone with Luo Qiao.

"I think you can find a place to sit down now and chat unscrupulously. Wouldn't it be more enjoyable? It's only a hundred meters away from where they live in a straight line."

Qi Yemo looked at the computer and tapped the keyboard quickly.

"Are you going to let me jump from here? If you don't want to listen to the noise, you can carry your little wife to another room."

Of course Ye Huanyu knew that he didn't mean that, but what he said made her sound a little upset.

Qi Yemo stopped what he was doing, turned his body to her, then slowly stood up and walked towards her.

Could it be that this guy's 'reverse tendon' has been moved again...

Ye Huanyu held the phone in his hand, looked at him, and started to think wildly again.

In the conversation between them just now, she covered the receiver of the phone, not wanting Luo Qiao on the other end to hear it.

When she saw Qi Yemo walking towards her, she immediately picked up the phone and shook it intentionally.

It seemed to be signaling not to let him come.

"Hello? Why is there no sound, you are talking..."

With the shaking, Luo Qiao's voice came from the receiver.

"Don't be silly, I'm still on the phone." She said and put the phone to her ear: "It's nothing, there was something just now, it's not that guy Qi Er..."

"I just like the feeling of having two women serving one husband at the same time." Qi Yemo stuck to Ye Huanyu's side at some point.

He seemed to want Luo Qiao on the other end of the phone to hear him, without any shyness, but also with some temptation.

……

"It turns out that your old Qi likes this... Hehe, Huanyu, you have to be careful all the time." It seems that Luo Qiao heard it.

This Qi Yemo is really a careless guy.

"Actually... I'm not worried about that..." Ye Huanyu dragged his voice, looking at Qi Yemo who was still smiling smugly.

With one free hand, she slowly reached for the small table next to the imperial concubine, opened the top drawer, and took out something from it.

He casually waved in front of Qi Yemo.

The thing was in Ye Huanyu's hand, reflecting the light in the bedroom, emitting a dazzling light.

A triumphant smile appeared on her face: "I don't care, but as long as the crime falls into my hands..."

As he spoke, the hand made two brisk movements.

There was a crisp "click" sound from something in her hand.

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