Hidden Contract Marriage

When Qi Zixiu heard the speech, the corners of his mouth really opened a faint radian, which made Shu Xiaotong see clearly.

Not much to say, Qi Zixiu smiled, and the cold Susha disappeared, replaced by a touch of tenderness and humility.

Shu Xiaotong noticed his smile, but his eyes slipped onto Qi Zixiu's shoulder.

Qi Zixiu walked strangely. His right arm seemed unable to move, stiff and stiff.

Shu Xiaotong said strangely, "Qi Zixiu, what happened to your arm?"

Qi Zixiu seemed very strange. Shu Xiaotong would ask this, but answered faintly.

"Numb."

"Numb?!" Shu Xiaotong seemed to hear the Arabian Nights. He didn't hold back for a moment and laughed loudly.

"Qi Zixiu, I really don't praise you. You're still the first person to make your arms numb by taking a car alone!"

Qi Zixiu just looked at Shu Xiaotong and smiled wantonly. "Hmm" without saying more.

After a while, when he reached the door, Shu Xiaotong helped Qi Zixiu open the door. Until Qi Zixiu entered the house, Shu Xiaotong closed the door.

Qi Zixiu went directly to the sofa in the living room and sat down. Shu Xiaotong followed him and sat a little stiff not far from Qi Zixiu.

After all, in Qi Zixiu's territory at this time, Shu Xiaotong naturally did not dare to be presumptuous.

Qi Zixiu took a newspaper and looked at it. A pair of slender legs overlapped and stretched at will next to the tea table, and a pair of white hands turned the newspaper from time to time.

Shu Xiaotong looked at it and felt embarrassed to stay like this. He simply took a magazine and turned it casually.

Seeing a place, Shu Xiaotong didn't understand again.

Looking at Qi Zixiu's focused expression, Shu Xiaotong couldn't make up his mind for a moment. Should I ask Qi Zixiu.

Qi Zixiu took the lead.

"If you want to ask anything, just say it."

Although Qi Zixiu's eyes were glued to the newspaper, Shu Xiaotong felt that Qi Zixiu would look at himself again, so he directly picked up the magazine and asked.

"Qi Zixiu, look here. He said that the change of exchange rate will affect the trend of China's aviation industry, and the lower the exchange rate, the harder it will be for China's aviation industry. Why?"

When Qi Zixiu heard this question, he immediately answered Shu Xiaotong without effort.

"Because the cost of the aviation industry is high, and generally enterprises engaged in the aviation industry borrow from foreign countries, the debt to be repaid every year is US dollars. Air tickets can be sold in China. All the money is RMB, so they have to be converted into US dollars to repay the debt."

"And then?"

Shu Xiaotong still didn't understand. Qi Zixiu showed a helpless look and had to go on.

"Changes in the exchange rate affect the strength of the RMB. For example, the exchange rate was 5 at the time of the loan, but now it is 6,3, which is equivalent to an additional $130 per dollar. What if it is converted into 100 million?"

Qi Zixiu gave an example and then asked back.

Shu Xiaotong looked up and thought. He nodded and murmured, "I see."

Qi Zixiu pulled the corners of his mouth and continued to look at the newspaper. His eyes occasionally glanced over Shu Xiaotong. He saw the latter look serious, biting his lips, sometimes nodding and sometimes shaking his head.

Qi Zi fixed his eyebrows and bent his eyes. He didn't make a sound again.

But Shu Xiaotong couldn't see it here. He came to borrow it, but he didn't come to see the book. If the master didn't speak, how could he sleep?

It's always bad to go upstairs and say, "ah, I'm going back to bed.".

So Shu Xiaotong continued to endure here, looking at Qi Zixiu one by one.

Finally, Qi Zixiu felt Shu Xiaotong's warm eyes and looked up at himself.

"What are you looking at?"

Shu Xiaotong is waiting for Qi Zixiu to take care of himself. When Qi Zixiu asks himself, Shu Xiaotong asks directly.

"Qi Zixiu, I'm going back to wash and sleep?"

"Yes."

Qi Zixiu nodded, his eyes relaxed.

Shu Xiaotong doesn't want Qi Zixiu to answer like this. What's the difference between such an answer and no answer?

So Shu Xiaotong asked again. "I still live in the last room?"

Qi Zixiu looked up and looked at Shu Xiaotong with some puzzled eyes.

"Which one do you want to live in?"

"Oh, no, I'll stay in that one. It's good. Well, I'll go right away."

When Shu Xiaotong heard Qi Zixiu's rhetorical question, he quickly replied. As he stood up, he made a gesture of leaving.

I knew I had lived in the previous room. I would have gone back to bed early. Are you still pretending to him here?

Shu Xiaotong thought so, and suddenly his ear was hot. He was surprised that Qi Zixiu didn't know when to stand next to him.

"Or can you consider sleeping in a room with me?"

Shu Xiaotong didn't think about it, so he reached out and pushed Qi Zixiu away. He dodged and hid away from a safe distance before he recovered his look.

"Well, Qi Zixiu, I'll go back and have a rest. Good night."

Qi Zixiu looked at Shu Xiaotong's back upstairs and pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing an unpredictable smile.

After washing, Shu Xiaotong, lying in bed, is still thinking about what happened today.

Too many things happened in one day, which made my head messy. Even if the light is turned off, Shu Xiaotong's head is still awake. One thing after another, he just doesn't let himself sleep.

She couldn't understand why Qi Zixiu didn't cooperate with Qin Siyan, and why Qi Zixiu didn't tell himself about Xu Qingxin, which was clearly what she should know. Because it was about his own privacy, she kept silent?

I had a quarrel with him, but he could come to the restaurant like a nobody and take himself away. He was still waiting for himself downstairs

Shu Xiaotong doesn't understand. Qi Zixiu is so strange.

Shu Xiaotong also doesn't understand himself, so he makes a light compromise?

I should have been angry. Now? But Qi Zixiu took it to his villa and slept in the guest room next to his study?

Shu Xiaotong turned over and tried to close his eyes. He simply didn't think about these things, but he still couldn't hold it in his heart. He didn't want to think, but those thoughts came out of his head.

Shu Xiaotong finally couldn't help but turn over and sit up. He took a robe and put it on his body. He pushed open the door to find Qi Zixiu.

As expected, Qi Zixiu was still in his study, lighting a desk lamp. His face was particularly soft when the light was dim.

The formal suit he wears in the daytime has faded. Now he is wearing a home suit, which is more human.

Yes, human.

Shu Xiaotong opened the door and Qi Zixiu looked up. Their eyes looked at each other like this.

Shu Xiaotong was stunned, and then he walked over.

"Qi Zixiu, I want to have a good talk with you."

Qi Zixiu looked up calmly and looked at Shu Xiaotong.