Devil CEO's Sweet Wife

Xing Rushi took a look at the wide bed and the sofa. She could not bear to hold his hand. There was a faint blush on his face, as if some shy, a pair of eyes did not dare to look at him.

"No, sleep together! If it's cold at night, you'll catch a cold when you sleep on the sofa

With that, she only felt that her cheeks were very hot, which made her even breathe heavily. She felt that she was trapped by her side, her body trembled, and her heart beat more and more violently. She could not help but cover her heart, as if she could recover.

"Sleep."

They lie down with their clothes. Xing Rushi subconsciously moves to the edge of the bed. Li Muran is worried about her getting out of bed in the middle of the night and grabbing people in her arms.

"Be careful and get out of bed."

But she heard Li Muran's voice in his ear, and she nodded up.

"Poetry, I have something to tell you."

Xing Rushi opened her eyes and looked at him. She always felt that what he wanted to say now might have something to do with the explanation he said yesterday.

"I'm listening."

"I have a cooperative relationship with Leng Qingyu, so you don't have to care. There is nothing between me and her."

Although Li Muran's explanation does not have any substantial evidence, she still, um, think of the previous report, her mood is not as dull as before.

Suddenly she thought of a word, in fact, many times, what women want is just an explanation.

Aware of Xing Rushi's action of embracing himself, Li Muran feels more and more that this trip to New York is right.

"Poetry, I won't let you go this time."

He said it very lightly, like saying it to himself or to someone in his arms.

The next day, when they got up, the window was covered with snow. The sun rose slowly from the East, shining on the snow. It was very beautiful.

Xie Mufan looked at the servant who was dealing with the snow on the ground. He had no expression on his face. Since he was locked up, he has been fighting for the opportunity to escape, but he has been defeated under his father's supervision, which makes him a little frustrated.

If we continue to do this, it will be difficult to get in touch with Xing Rushi.

Just as he was thinking about it, a knock came from the door, "young master, are you awake? The master asked you to go to the hall

He opened the door and went out with a smile.

"I see. I'll be right there."

It must be that I want to calculate with him yesterday's delusion of escape. I have a little dark in my eyes and go downstairs slowly.

Turning around the corner, I saw Brownd sitting on the chair with a cup of freshly ground coffee in his hand. When he came downstairs, he naturally put the cup back in his hand.

"You're here. Have you thought about what I told you before?"

Xie Mufan sat opposite his father, his eyelids drooping slightly, so that people could not see what he was thinking, and his voice was neither cold nor hot.

"I'm not going to give up poetry or fashion design."

It was obvious that Bronte had known that he would answer that way. At a glance at the housekeeper, he presented a brown paper bag respectfully.

"Mr. Brown..."

The ending was delayed for a few minutes, and he looked at Xie Mufan as if he had something to say. He closed his mouth honestly and retreated to one side, looking at Xie Mufan with a worried face.

The master knows that the young master has the same temperament as him. Even if he tells him the truth, he may not retreat.

He sighed quietly. Even if he couldn't bear it, he could only look at the thing on Brownd's hand and handed it to Xie Mufan.

"I think you should be interested in the things in it. Why don't you have a look?"

He took a look at his father. He was a bit suspicious of the housekeeper's action. However, he opened the envelope. After seeing what was inside, he was still stunned.

Inside is a picture of Xing Rushi and Li Muran kissing, which makes him grasp the envelope more tightly, but he can't see any change of mood.

"What do you mean?"

Bronte snorted coldly. He was very unhappy with Xie Mufan's answer. He was smart when he was young. How could he not understand the meaning of these things he gave him?

A Li Muran may not be in his eyes, but Xiao Zhenhai is not a simple role, but it would be a good thing to take this opportunity to eliminate the child's idea of Xing Rushi.

"I think you should be very clear about what I mean. Xing Rushi is not worthy of you. You must inherit your family property. I will find you a suitable wife, but this person can never be Xing Rushi."

Xie Mufan sneered, a pair of different color pupil, actually at this moment there are a few threads of black floating inside, as if it is a black fog, covering his eyes in the past Qingming.

"My life doesn't need your arrangement. I have my own life. I hope you don't interfere. This is also my mother's last wish."Browne was silent. It was because of his wife's will that he indulged him for so long.

But this time, he would never let him do what he wanted.