CEO Husband, Don't Bother Me

The doorbell rang. I thought it was the person who delivered the food so I quickly swallowed the medicine. The person who delivered the food was also Ji Xiaobei's spy. If I found out that I've only just taken the medicine, I would definitely tell him.

Ji Xiaobei is a smart person, so he thought of many ways to make me listen to him obediently. Too many bloody lessons only proved one thing. I was no match for him.

Of course, I hated him to the point that my teeth itched, but there was nothing I could do about it.

I couldn't open the door, so I just sat and waited for someone to bring me food.

"Young Miss, this is the food that Young Master Ji ordered us to bring. It's called Soup." Dressed in the uniform of the hotel, two men followed.

That woman was very elegant. She wasn't very old, but her temperament was calm and capable.

As soon as she came in, she said, "Shen Lin, put all the fruits that Little Bei likes to eat into the fridge. Clean up the kitchen and tidy up Little Bei's place. It's a mess, even the windows are open."

"Yes, miss."

"The shower gel that Little Bei likes, did you buy it?"

"Miss, here."

"Let's clean up the bathroom as well!"

"Yes."

I looked at her curiously. She had the air of a hostess, and she was familiar with the house, and then she sat on her own sofa and looked at the open window and called, "Send me a set of forging sheets, and a quilt in the spring, and a rug in the spring, and a curtain in the spring. You can do it.

She saw me as nothing, so I saw her as nothing.

He went into the bathroom to wash his hands and found that there were a lot of TT's on display.

He just picked up his bag and left. I really want to know if Ji Xiaobei's underwear will be changed by the time I return.

Such a strong woman was brazenly laying out Ji Xiaobei's most private items. She must be someone who had a special relationship with him.

Only after exiting the garden did he discover that he was wearing slippers. He just didn't want to go back up, so he might as well brush the card in his wallet. Spending money would make him feel more comfortable.

Sometimes, when I don't know what I'm pretending to be, while others know that I'm his mistress, I feel a bit uncomfortable. Poor, conflicted, laughable me!

Even under the sunlight, the black caravan still reflected light. Under the shade of the willow tree, the fallen leaves on the roof were as quiet as if dust had settled.

Linxia in the car, like a clear view.

I smiled. "Hai, Lin Xia-ge, what a coincidence."

"Qian Xun, let's go to the botanical garden."

"Aren't you busy?"

However, he smiled and got out of the car. He then called for a taxi, "Go on."

Previously, when we were young, we also liked to go to the botanical garden to admire the greenery. They didn't want to go to the botanical garden even when it was raining on a Sunday.

I stole a peony and put it in the window at the end of the wood.