Dressed as a wealthy widow who inherits billions of inheritances

Chapter 254 Do You Like Me?
Under the man's compelling gaze, Xia Zhi took a light breath and turned to look at him seriously.

"What about you, why did you agree to be my boyfriend? Do you like me?"

Shen Ye's black eyes behind the lens looked at her for a moment, "For me, kissing a woman I don't like is no different from masochism. Do you think I look like a masochist?"

That means you like her?
The corners of Xia Zhiwei's mouth twitched slightly, "If I don't want to, you won't have the chance to kiss me."

Neither of them spoke clearly, but they understood each other.

Just after 6 o'clock in the evening, layers of clouds and colorful clouds stretched across the horizon, as beautiful as a magnificent watercolor painting.

With the sky above you, the beautiful scenery at dusk above your head, and the beautiful men by your side, this is probably the pinnacle of your life, right?

Xia Zhiwei turned his head and glanced at the man who was seriously driving the helicopter, feeling unreal as if he was dreaming.

Qindao is more than 100 kilometers away from the imperial capital, and it takes at least an hour and a half by car, or half an hour by helicopter.

When Xia Zhi stepped on the beach with bare feet, the setting sun had not completely fallen into the horizon, and the sunset glow had dyed the whole sky blood red, revealing a hint of strangeness in its beauty.

Xia family.

When Xia Guohui returned home, he saw the sumptuous dishes on the dinner table, and Ding Xinru who was still busy in the kitchen, feeling reluctance and guilt in his heart.

"Wife, thank you for your hard work."

Xia Guohui habitually sticks to his wife's back, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Ding Xinru rubbed her husband's chin attached to her head, her voice was softer than usual, "I've been tired all day, go up to take a shower and change clothes, come down to eat."

"it is good."

10 minute later.

When Xia Guohui came to the dining room, all the dishes were already on the table, and even his favorite red wine was poured.

Xia Guohui took the initiative to pick up the wine glass and touched it with his wife, "Honey, this glass is a tribute to your dedication and dedication to this family over the years. No matter in the past, now or in the future, you will always be the woman I love the most."

Ding Xinru responded to him, "Husband, I am too. Being able to marry you is my greatest happiness."

The two ate and drank, and the bottle of red wine was quickly finished.

Xia Guohui is addicted to alcohol, and Ding Xinru cooks a table of his favorite dishes, and he opened another bottle of red wine without looking satisfied.

Around 8 o'clock, both bottles of red wine bottomed out.

Under the light, the wife wearing a blue cheongsam and delicate makeup is as beautiful as a painting.

Xia Guohui, who was three points drunk, felt sad in his heart, got up and hugged his wife unsteadily, "wife, I'm sorry for you, don't worry..."

"Okay, don't need to say these, I understand."

Ding Xinru supported him, and gently persuaded: "Honey, you're drunk, I'll help you upstairs to rest."

"Okay, wife, stay with me for a while."

In the bedroom, seeing her husband sleeping on the bed like a dead pig, Ding Xinru's eyes flashed.

Over the years, if she hadn't been behind the scenes, it would have been impossible for Xia Guohui to secure his position as chairman of the Xia Corporation so smoothly.

She was stigmatized as a mistress for him, and was forced to quit the showbiz. She was at home with her husband and raised her children, and helped him deal with Xia Zhiwei.

Xia Ling was so high back then, she didn't take her seriously at all, and even used her contacts to suppress her career, forcing her to almost nowhere, and she died in the end!
She has long been tired of Xia Guohui, a man who looks like a worthless man.

(End of this chapter)