Going Wrong as a Wife: Young Master Gu, Don't Be Arrogant

Chapter 163 Photo Exposure (7)

Ye Jue put down his phone, lifted his moderately thick lips, and smiled a bit uncomfortable.

He shirks lightly, far from believing what he sees and hears.But it's not like he doesn't know an old saying that seeing is believing is believing.

Once this kind of concept is deeply implanted in the mind, it is difficult to uproot it and make people stop thinking about it.

"Dong dong dong..." There was a knock on the office door.

"Please come in." Ye Jue let out a foul breath, watched the secretary in a black and white suit walk in, raised his black-rimmed glasses, and reported the itinerary rigidly.

"Yezhu, there is a document that needs to be signed by you, and a client needs to be handed over by you in person. The dinner is scheduled for half an hour later."

"Okay, I know."

Squeezing the forehead that couldn't stop the throbbing veins, Ye Jue cursed the man in his heart again, leaving behind a lot of work that he should have done by himself.

But he is lucky, his wife and the child who is about to be born are hot on the kang.

After complaining from the bottom of my heart for a long time, I picked up a cup of coffee on the table and tasted it, feeling a little melancholy for a while.

Originally, at this time in the past, Han Xue would send him text messages or call him to remind people to eat, and sometimes she would come over by herself when she was not busy and take him to eat.

But since she got drunk and cursed last time, the relationship between the two has been tepid. He is too lazy to laugh and please others, and Han Xue should already feel chilled.

Occasionally, I feel that it is good to live like this, and sometimes I feel a little unaccustomed to it like now, and then subconsciously feel melancholy.

But that's fine too.

The personal mobile phone placed on the table suddenly rang, and the man who had just comforted himself suddenly picked up the mobile phone to connect, and felt lost after seeing the name.

It gives people a feeling of the sun meeting the thick and continuous clouds, and I don't know when it will be attacked by warmth.

In the villa, the man who put down his work and smoked half a pack of cigarettes gave up his usual image of a nobleman and sat on the ground regardless of his obsession with cleanliness.

Leaning his back against the floor-to-ceiling windows, he looked up at the light that was lit not far away, and there was an indescribable desolation in his dark eyes.

The scarlet smoke that was lit on his back snaked inch by inch between his fingers, and when it was about to burn to the skin of his fingers, he was thrown on the floor without hesitation.

Rolling a few times on the log-colored floor, the small scarlet fire did not go out, and Ye Jieche's eyes reflected that little light.

His eyes became darker and darker, and after an unknown amount of time, the door of the study was pushed open by a corner, and then a small head sneaked out.

The man suddenly flashed a pair of black and white clean and clear eyes, and his gaze was directed towards the desk. When he didn't see the figure he wanted to see, he frowned slightly.

Ye Jieche just watched the rich expression on that man's face in silence, and kept counting the time to see when the dull woman would find herself.

The fundus of his eyes, which were just as dim as ashes, suddenly jumped into light, like a guiding light in the darkness, which inexplicably brightened his mood.

But the person involved didn't notice it at all.

When Xia Yu didn't see the figure of that person, her heart was a little dumb. How could such a big person disappear?

Could it be that there is some kind of ingenious mechanism in this study room? There is a button behind which book, which can open a mysterious door and hide a considerable treasure?
The big round eyes turned around randomly in the study room, thinking of those people who died tragically in the TV series, it was because after knowing too much, they withdrew their desire to find out.

The place where Ye Jieche was sitting was blocked by the European-style desk. She stood at the door of the study. As long as the man didn't move, even if she wanted to see him, she couldn't see him.

Just as she was about to leave, a suggestive light cough attracted her full attention, and she stepped inside, only to see the decadent but not embarrassed Ye Jieche.

Sitting on the ground, there were a lot of cigarette butts by her feet, and her black eyes looked straight at her, deep and bright inside, attracting people to spy on, and then drowning people.

A handsome boy is still a handsome boy no matter how hard he tries, this is a fact that Xia Yu cannot deny.

Xia Yu greeted the Master's open and undisguised gaze, and suddenly felt that she was still bowing her head in front of this man while standing.

Even if he was just sitting on the ground, with one hand resting on one long bent leg, and looking at her with heavy eyes, like a wolf cub seeing prey that had intruded into its territory.

In silence, Xia Yu straightened her body, tried to make herself look bigger, and asked dryly, "What kind of performance art are you doing?"

When she didn't walk in, she didn't feel that the smell in the room was bad. It was as if someone had injected nicotine blindly, which made her feel short of breath.

It was really difficult for Ye Jieche to sit here for a long time.

Xia Yu walked to the side window, raised her hand to open the window for ventilation, and stuck her head out of the window to breathe in the fresh air. She didn't hear the man's reply for a long time.

Turning her head, she met his gaze directly, "What's wrong?"

Ye Jieche threw out an absolutely unpopular joke: "I'm playing the arc walker, so I shouldn't talk too much."

But she still had a serious look, and Danfeng's eyes were filled with an incomprehensible look, maybe it was really the loneliness she said.

Xia Yu twitched the corners of her mouth, and laughed cooperatingly under the scorching gaze.

After looking at each other for a long time, Ye Jieche suddenly stood up with one hand on the ground, turned his head to the woman who was still standing by the open window and said, "Let's go, this place is not suitable for pregnant women to stay longer."

Xia Yu nodded in response. The smell of tobacco in this place is too strong. If she stays longer, she will doubt whether she will be hypoxic.

The two left the study room together. Xia Yu didn't ask him why he was smoking there, and Ye Jieche didn't explain. The tacit understanding between the two was always ridiculously high at this time.

They are unwilling to tell all the bottom-line stories, but they all hope that the other party can be honest with themselves, contradictory and selfish.

……

In the living room, the dining table was already filled with Fengshun dinners, Ye Jieche's side was full of delicious food, and in front of Xia Yu's seat, there were all Maoxuewang pork liver and blood-enriching menus.

Looking at the clear blood-enriching food, Xia Yu felt that it was difficult for her to use her chopsticks, and it was difficult for her to have a satisfying and happy meal, so she directly expressed her dissatisfaction by chopping white rice.

Ye Jieche saw it, but didn't say much. With Xia Yu's black face on his face, he ate very contentedly.

The more I watched, the more worried I became, the more I felt unwilling, and finally broke out when someone stretched out his chopsticks to catch a lobster, "You are abusing the stomach of a pregnant woman."

"You also have to know that I'm not the stepfather of the child. I customized this menu for you because I have to replenish your blood, otherwise you will be the one who will suffer at the time."

(End of this chapter)