After rebirth, the big guy always wants to occupy me

The Qi family residence is not so much a villa as a manor. It covers an area so wide that it takes three minutes to drive from the main gate to the main building, and the landscape garden in the front yard is even bigger.

But even so, when Qiao Zhiyu ordered people to move all the things down, Qi Zhanxing inevitably felt a headache.

He frowned and kicked the retro wooden master chair in front of him. He was helpless and speechless: "I thought you were going back to move."

Qiao Zhiyu was also worried about Xu Ma, who was temporarily placed in another real estate by her. He remembered that the bodyguard captain gently advised her not to bring Xu Ma back to Qi's house. Qiao Zhiyu couldn't help frowning and said absently, "yes, it's right to move."

Qi Zhanxing's thin lips were slightly hooked and smiled mockingly: "in your eyes, moving and picking up junk are synonymous?"

"..." Qiao Zhiyu refused. "It's called picking up rags? The chair you just kicked is red and sour!"

Qi Zhanxing rubbed his forehead: "even if it's yellow pear, it's just a rag here, okay?"

Qiao Zhi's tone turned upside down. For the first time in his life, he realized what it was like to be insulted by a rich man.

"That's OK." Qi Zhanxing glanced to the left and suddenly had a headache. He looked at the round paint dustbin at his feet and couldn't help but give another foot, "what's your mentality when you even move the dustbin?"

The trash can itself has only a flat base. When Qi Zhanxing kicked it, it rolled out directly. However, this thing is still an intelligent sensor. After being kicked, it automatically opened the cover. The young and lovely electronic child voice didn't know whether it was kicked short circuited and began to talk.

[the baby opens his mouth. Feed the baby quickly!]

[please pay attention to the classification! What can be eaten by pigs is fed to the left mouth of the baby, and what cannot be eaten by pigs is fed to the right mouth. Pigs will be poisoned if they eat it, so put it in the middle mouth!]

Qi Zhanxing: "

Qiao Zhiyu: "

The male servants and bodyguards who are helping to tidy up things: "

The atmosphere was once very embarrassing.

Qiao Zhiyu weakly raised her hand to cover half of her face. She really asked the bodyguard to help move all the things that can be moved, but she didn't expect that these big brothers would not even let go of the trash can!

Qi Zhan smiled angrily and turned to the maid and said, "bring this thing back to miss Qiao's room."

"That..." Qiao Zhiyu was dying. "Mr. Qi, this trash can is used outdoors."

Qi Zhanxing didn't intend to talk to her at all.

"Move all these garbage to the storage room." Qi Zhanxing measured the size of the storage room. He had a headache. "If he can't put it down, move to the annex building."

At least these guys were not allowed to camp together. Qiao Zhiyu was very satisfied.

She politely said a hard word to the bodyguards and male servants, and then followed Qi Zhan to the restaurant.

After Qiao Zhiyu sat down, he subconsciously looked up at Qi Zhanxing and saw the man looking at the wall clock hanging on the wall without expression.

It's six fifteen in the evening.

Qiao Zhiyu nodded in his heart, pretended to be calm and said, "hey? It's already 6:15? It's not 6:00 when I came back. Time flies."

Qi Zhanxing couldn't hear what she meant, so he sneered: "there's no silver three hundred Liang here?"

Qiao Zhiyu's serious face: "this is called seeking truth from facts."

Qi Zhanxing picked his eyebrows and vaguely felt that the woman came back from a trip. It seemed that the whole person was relaxed a lot.

Before, Qiao Zhiyu seemed to him like a little turtle carrying a load. Now... The little turtle seems to be looking carefully at him.

This discovery didn't annoy Qi Zhanxing, so he turned over the problem of time magnanimously.

"When are you going to hold that broken box?"

Qiao Zhiyu looked sluggish, then lowered his eyelashes and said nothing.

Qi Zhanxing frowned: "Qiao Zhiyu?"

"... ah." Qiao Zhiyu suddenly regained his mind and hurriedly put the wooden box at hand. "Sorry, I was distracted just now. Let's eat first?"

Dinner was prepared long ago. According to the tastes of Qiao Zhiyu and Qi Zhanxing, it was placed at both ends of the long table.

Qiao Zhiyu has something in mind and eats like chewing wax.

Until the end of their meal, one of the male servants who had helped clean up outside came in and asked in a low voice.

"Miss Qiao, what should you do with those wine jars?"

Of course, Qi's house has a wine cellar, but there are Qi Zhanxing's private collections. They dare not put Qiao Zhiyu's wine jars full of soil without authorization.

Qiao Zhiyu was stunned. Of course, wine must be hoarded, but she was not sure whether Qi Zhan would agree.

"Put the wine cellar." Qi Zhanxing took the wet towel, wiped his hands and stood up. "She doesn't need to ask about this kind of thing in the future. She has the right to call everyone and things at will."

"Yes." a trace of surprise flashed across the servant's face and quickly saluted Qi Zhanxing and Qiao Zhiyu and retreated.

After dinner, Qi Zhanxing went back to his study to deal with his business, while Qiao Zhiyu followed the male servants to wipe the moved objects.

She clearly found that since Qi Zhanxing said that at dinner, the servants in the villa had a more respectful attitude towards her.

If we used to treat her like a guest, now it is true respect.

Qiao Zhiyu frowned and couldn't understand Qi Zhanxing's idea.

Is it really necessary to give such a big face to a 'mistress'?

It's just a contractual relationship. Can you break it?

Qiao Zhiyu is worried. Her past life experience has long lost her ability to fantasize. Even if Qi Zhanxing's words and deeds are easy to be misunderstood, Qiao Zhiyu subconsciously believes that the other party has ulterior motives.

When everything was taken care of, it was already late at night.

Qiao Zhiyu went back to his room to take a bath and went into the wine cellar.

Among a group of famous wines with exquisite packaging and seemingly extraordinary price, those jars with daughter red are like ugly ducklings who accidentally enter the Swan Group.

Even if the soil and dust on it have been carefully wiped, it still doesn't fit here.

The temperature in the wine cellar was very low. Qiao Zhiyu stood at the door for a long time until her hands were numb with cold. She took a cup from the drawer of the wine cabinet and sat down in front of the wine jar.

Qi Zhanxing's cellar didn't have a wine set suitable for drinking yellow rice wine. Fortunately, Qiao Zhiyu didn't care about it. He opened the mud seal of the wine jar and poured the wine into the glass.

The daughter who has been buried for more than 20 years has mellow and fragrant red wine. The light yellow liquor is as pure as the cleanest amber.

This is the best wish her grandfather left her.

Qiao Zhiyu unconsciously reddened her eyes and sipped the wine with a cup. She suddenly couldn't understand what she was thinking in her previous life.

She clearly has the best relatives and gets the most sincere care and love. Why do she expect he Wenfeng's father's love?

For that nonexistent father's love, she was blind and lost her brain. She couldn't even keep what her mother and grandfather left her.

Why... So stupid?