The famous family loves marriage, sweet to the point

Chapter 307 Chapter 308: Candlelight Dinner (2) (2 more)
Pauway Group was founded by Jing Boyuan. He is not only the chairman of the board of directors, but also the executive president. The power of Pauway is almost in his hands alone.

After marriage, in order to spend more time with Ye Qingxin, he deliberately delegated power, and many things were directly handled by the people below. Now, apart from Jing Boyuan, Qu Qi and Luo Feng have the greatest real power.

Qu Qi casually said a word, and others should respect it as an imperial decree.

He said that it is not allowed to discuss the boss indiscriminately, who would dare to risk his life to say another word about Jing Boyuan and Ye Qingxin?

Jing Boyuan went back to the office to get the car keys, and took the elevator directly down to the underground parking lot.

Five minutes later, the black Cayenne panther shot out of the parking lot entrance and disappeared into the night.

The ground lamp was on in the yard of the villa, the light was dim, but it also clearly illuminated the driveway. Every window on the second and third floors was dark, and only the living room on the first floor was lit.

Jing Boyuan turned off the car, got out of the car and walked towards the entrance door.

While he was entering the password, the lights in the living room suddenly went out.

Jing Boyuan's movement of turning the doorknob froze for a moment, and his deep eyes scanned the darkened floor-to-ceiling windows.

Opening the door and entering, he habitually reached out to turn on the light.

"Don't turn on the light."

In the darkness, Ye Qingxin's voice sounded, Jing Boyuan hadn't adapted to the dark environment yet, his eyes were pitch black, judging from the voice, Ye Qingxin was only less than two meters away from him.

"What are you doing with the lights off?" He opened the door of the shoe cabinet to get a pair of slippers.

With a click, a pair of shoes landed on his toes, "I've got the shoes for you."

Jing Boyuan changed his shoes, his eyes gradually adapted to the dark environment, he could vaguely see a pretty figure in front of him, striding two steps forward, he held her hand by feeling, and asked again: "What do you do with the lights off?" ?”

Ye Qingxin didn't answer, she withdrew her hand from his palm, raised her hand to untie the tie around his neck, and said, "You should be shorter."

Jing Boyuan bent his knees obediently, making himself as tall as Ye Qingxin.

Ye Qingxin tied the tie over his eyes.

The corners of Jing Boyuan's mouth slowly curled up with interest, and he didn't ask any more questions.

Ye Qingxin took his hand, led him into the living room, followed the faint light, walked to the dining room, walked to the edge of the dining table, and asked him to sit down.

"Sit still." Ye Qingxin ordered.

Jing Boyuan nodded, and sat still very cooperatively.

After a while, there was a gentle sound of music flowing in the air.

Ye Qingxin took off the tie on Jing Boyuan's eyes.

Jing Boyuan's eyesight recovered, seeing the scene in front of him, a touch of surprise flashed across his eyes, and soon he returned to normal, his eyes were calm and unfathomable.

The dining table is covered with lavender European-style tablecloths, beautiful candlesticks, red roses as bright as fire, exquisite food, and the candlelight is flickering, so romantic and mysterious.

Under the background of the gentle sound of the violin, the atmosphere is ambiguous and warm.

Ye Qingxin walked around the dining table and sat on the seat opposite Jing Boyuan, picked up the goblet in front of her, and motioned to Jing Boyuan from the air, "Mr. Jing, do you mind having a drink with me?"

Jing Boyuan's eyes fell on the goblet in Ye Qingxin's hand, in the flickering light, the purple-red liquid in the transparent glass swayed slightly, reflecting purple light.

He frowned, his eyes serious, "Can you drink?"

Ye Qingxin smiled: "This is grape juice."

Jing Boyuan picked up his wine glass and took a sip, the liquid tasted sweet without the slightest smell of alcohol.

He held on to the wine glass and shook it lightly, his gestures were elegant, and he raised the corners of his lips, "Why did you change your sex today?"

Ye Qingxin never did this before.

Ye Qingxin took out a packaged box like magic, put it on the table and pushed it in front of Jing Boyuan, "Happy birthday."

Jing Boyuan glanced at the gift box, then looked up at Ye Qingxin steadfastly, the light in his eyes was so thick and deep that Ye Qingxin couldn't understand.

"Congratulations to Mr. Jing, who has officially turned 35."

Ye Qingxin straightened her arms and held the goblet, smiling with her teeth showing, the row of neat and white teeth gleamed in the candlelight, her eyes were full of smiles.

Her small face was somewhat inexplicably sexy in the ambiguous environment, and it was even more delicate and beautiful than the bouquet of roses on the table.

Jing Boyuan caught her gaze and leaned over to clink glasses with her.

Ding--

The sound is clear and crisp.

Ye Qingxin took a sip of grape juice, put down the glass and said, "Eat, or you'll be cold."

The two ate separately, very quietly and gracefully, almost no noise came out, and the sound of music in their ears seemed to make this space quiet and silent.

Jing Boyuan's gaze was almost always on Ye Qingxin. After a long time, Ye Qingxin couldn't hold back his eyes, and looked back, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Jing Boyuan pursed his lips, didn't speak, just looked at her.

Ye Qingxin's cheeks gradually turned rosy.

Jing Boyuan looked away with a smile, his eyes glanced at the bouquet of roses of the two of them inadvertently, and asked her in a low voice with a smile: "What do 35 roses represent?"

Ye Qingxin unconsciously licked the corner of her lower lip, and replied with a smile: "It is said that men have 41 flowers, but our Mr. Jing has one flower every year. At the age of 35, there are 35 flowers."

Jing Boyuan's eyes stayed on Ye Qingxin's lips for three seconds, and he took a sip of grape juice from his goblet.

After dinner.

Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan put down their knives and forks at the same time.

The two wiped their mouths with napkins.

"Is Aunt Chi not here?" Jing Boyuan put down the napkin and asked casually.

Ye Qingxin said: "I let her go home." Then, her eyes turned to the gift she gave Jing Boyuan, "Why don't you open it and see what it is?"

Jing Boyuan smiled calmly, reached for it, opened it, saw the belt in the box clearly, raised his eyelids and looked at Ye Qingxin, "This is the birthday present you gave me?"

"Why, don't you like it?" Seeing that there was no liking on his face, Ye Qingxin pouted and said.

Jing Boyuan took out the belt, it was very business style.

Ye Qingxin got up and went around the dining table, put her left hand on Jing Boyuan's shoulder, and took the belt with her right, "Do you want me to try to tie it on for you?"

"stand up."

Jing Boyuan stood up as he said, Ye Qingxin reached out and unbuttoned the belt buckle on his waist, pulled it hard, pulled out the whole belt, and then passed the new belts through the trouser loops around his waist one by one.

Ye Qingxin walked around Jing Boyuan, put on her belt and buckled it.

"Look, the length is just right." She raised her head and bumped into the man's dark eyes.

There was no disturbance on the surface of those eyes, but Ye Qingxin noticed the emotional fluctuations hidden under the calm surface.

Suddenly remembered that they hadn't made out for a long, long time, which meant that the man in front of him had been abstinent for a long time.

Ye Qingxin didn't know what she was thinking, her right hand was irregularly inserted into the pocket of Jing Boyuan's suit pants.

With one touch, it was exactly as she thought.

Ye Qingxin lowered her head and giggled.

His left hand reached out to Jing Boyuan's belt buckle again.

The purpose this time is not as simple as before.

Jing Boyuan pressed her hand, his eyes were heavy, and his voice was even deeper: "What are you doing?"

"Do..." Ye Qingxin looked up at him and smiled, "Whatever is on your mind."

"Do not……"

"Just this time." Ye Qingxin interrupted Jing Boyuan's refusal, "Take it as a birthday present for you."

Jing Boyuan slowly let go of Ye Qingxin's hand.

They're in the restaurant, ridiculous for a while.

After the end, Jing Boyuan hugged Ye Qingxin and kissed her lips for a long time.

The mobile phone ringing with pure music suddenly rang, piercing through the sound of the violin flowing in the air, piercing into Ye Qingxin's eardrums.

Ye Qingxin came back to her senses, and answered the phone with blushing cheeks. Before she could speak, Ye Qingguo's crying voice came out from the phone, her voice was hoarse, "Sister, Xiaoguo is very sad..."

Ye Qingxin's heart tightened.

"Are you sick?" Ye Qingguo's voice sounded like he was sick.

"Sister, Xiaoguo wants to go home." Ye Qingguo sobbed.

"Have you gone to the hospital yet? Where is Xu Jinhuan?"

"I'll take him to the hospital for a bottle injection. Don't worry, Ms. Ye, I will take good care of him..." Xu Jinhuan's voice sounded from the other end, "Don't cry, Xiao Guo, it will be finished in a week, when the time comes Sister Xu will take you home, okay?"

"Sister Xu is lying, don't give Xiaoguo chocolate, don't give Xiaoguo potato chips, Xiaoguo doesn't like you!" Ye Qingguo's voice became hoarse, but he talked a lot.

After hearing this, Ye Qingxin's original worry and heartache disappeared half of it inexplicably.

This Xu Jinhuan is much more reliable than the Yellow Crane Tower who always lures Ye Qingguo with chocolates.

"Sister, Xiaoguo is going home... Xiaoguo hasn't eaten chocolate for many days... woo..." Ye Qingguo cried extremely aggrieved.

Ye Qingxin smiled, "Sister Xu is right, Xiaoguo has to listen to what sister Xu said, well, sister is going to bed, Xiaoguo has to go to bed early."

　Thank you for your understanding and comfort, little cute. Through this incident, Mou Yao deeply felt the importance of saving manuscripts, um, Mou Yao wants to save manuscripts!
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　　Yaoyao/"The Concubine of the Nongmen Xiao"

　　Families with bare walls are far from the highest level of poverty.

　　Ning Ziqi crossed over, and she didn't know whether it was God's punishment or reward for her. The king of modern killers became a dying peasant daughter.

　　This family also refreshed her understanding of the hard life. The whole family was kicked out with nothing, and the broken thatched hut where they temporarily lived was ventilated on all sides. Others' families were poor and could not open the pot, but they had nothing at all!have!pot!
　　The slag was so angry with his father that he would do anything to turn them into white money, so ruthless?Then she will let them be pierced with silver.

　　She is the killer king, she is the gourmet blogger, she is the peasant girl here, and she is also the richest woman in the world in the future.

　　Farming, making money, doing both, who gave her a golden finger against the sky!
　　But, who could tell her why the one she kindly saved was her own enemy?

　　
　
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