Sue for Marriage

Wife, is there anything else you'd like to eat?

"No matter whose car, I have no right to stop my thoughts!" Wen Liang arrogantly said to Qi Ye: "I love you, and miss whoever you miss!"

"So when you were with Gu Qincheng just now, who did you think of?" The man suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at her with interest.

Wen Liang once again experienced this man's shamelessness. After staring blankly for a few seconds, Wen Liang finally replied, "Did I ask for your help?"

"No, I was thinking too much."

"..." Originally, Wen Liang had thought that after he had used such a clear and cold tone to speak with Qi Ye, Qi Ye would definitely not let him off so easily.

Wen Liang turned and entered the cake shop, looking at the dazzling cake, she didn't know what kind of taste Zhifei Jr.

Wen Liang remained silent and the shop assistant quickly wrapped up the cake with exquisite speed.

However, the man beside her didn't intend to go up to pay. Wen Liang wore a beautiful evening dress and got off directly from the passenger seat. She did not have a purse on her body. The reason she was concerned about the whereabouts of Thin Secretary was because she had given her purse to him before entering the banquet hall.

However, it was very obvious that Qi Ye had just taken her phone from Thin Secretary's hands, and had forgotten to bring her purse as well.

The shop assistant who had finished packing looked at Wen Liang and Qi Ye awkwardly.

Wen Liang glared at Qi Ye, but the man beside him pretended that he did not see anything …

"Sir, Miss, a total of two hundred and thirty-eight yuan."

Although the two of them called out these words together, the shop assistant's gaze was on Wen Liang, because he was closer to the cashier's desk.

It was Wen Liang who had agreed to bring the little guy the cake, so he couldn't possibly let Qi Ye pay. Thus, in the end, he turned to Qi Ye and whispered: "Please pay for me, I'll return the money to you tomorrow."

"Meat." The man's face was expressionless as two words came out from his lips. According to his expression, it was as if nothing had happened.

He already knew that a man with a black stomach wouldn't be so easily fooled. Wen Liang immediately turned to the shop assistant and said, "My apologies Miss, I don't want this cake."

"Huh?" The shop assistant looked at Wen Liang and Qi Ye with a confused expression, feeling that this man who was shockingly handsome looked familiar.

After staring at Qi Ye for a few more seconds, the shop assistant suddenly reacted, and excitedly pointed in Qi Ye's direction: "You …. You are the President Qi of that Sempe Group, the Mr. Qi right? "

Wen Liang, who had originally planned to leave with his tail between his legs, saw that the shop assistant had suddenly recognized Qi Ye, and in that moment, a sly smile flashed across his lips.

He pulled Qi Ye over to the cashier in one go: "That's right, that's right, this is Sempe Group, he wants to buy this cake."

It was probably because he had been around for a while, that Wen Liang had learned the Mr. Qi's shameless special technique. After saying that without changing his expression, he intentionally nudged the man beside him with his shoulder: "President Qi, pay up! You didn't bring your wallet, did you? "

The corner of Qi Ye's mouth curled into a smile, and held her in his embrace with one hand. He vaguely glanced at the little woman in his embrace and said, "Good girl, you're not in the company, why are you called President Qi?"

He silently pried open the man's arm and raised his eyes to glare at him.

He silently took out his wallet, and then said to the little shop assistant who had become addicted to it, "Wrap that up too."

Qi Ye was pointing towards the direction of ice cream cakes, a warm and cold one.

He had to admit that his warm gaze had been attracted by the cabinet the moment he entered.

The sales clerk turned around and packaged the ice cream cake, then took the bank card from Qi Ye's hands.

Wen Liang silently stood at the side, her eyes fell on the vanilla flavored ice cream cake, and her stomach once again made a sound.

Just as Wen Liang was about to reply, he bumped into the man's affectionate eyes. What had he just called her?

Her warm eyes instantly widened, staring at Qi Ye for a long time, unable to find a word to reply. The two words that suddenly appeared were like a bullet that had hit his heart, leaving him with no way to resist.

It was obvious that the shop assistants were also shocked by Qi Ye's' wife ', and they all looked towards the cool direction with envious gazes.

However, the culprit pretended that I didn't do it on purpose. He turned around and kindly explained to the shop assistant, "A slip of the tongue, she isn't my wife."

Wasn't this equivalent to three hundred taels of silver?

Wen Liang had the urge to kill her, but Qi Ye had shoved the wrapped up ice cream cake into her bosom, then used his free hand to caress her hair, and said with a doting tone: "Eat less, cover your stomach first, I'll cook for you when we get home later."

The more he said, the more he couldn't explain. Wen Liang just grabbed the cake and ran away. However, he didn't expect that he wouldn't be able to wear his high heels for a long time. He even forgot that there was a doorstep, so he picked up his cake and threw it at the ground.

Fortunately, Qi Ye had reacted fast and pulled her back. However, it was still unavoidable for his to fall into Qi Ye's embrace.

Miraculously, even though she had already crashed into the man and her head was resting on his chest, the cake in her hands was perfectly protected, without any loss at all.

In terms of self-cultivation as a glutton, Wen Liang had simply reached the limit.

"Are you alright?" Qi Ye frowned, lowering his head and looking at the little lady in his arms with deep concern.

Her feet had just arrived, so she shouldn't have asked Daniel to prepare high heels for her today.

"Slow down, I can still eat you?" Qi Ye said as he chased after her. This silly girl could run or jump, she should be fine.

Wen Liang ran to the front of the car door and pulled it open. Only then did he realise that Qi Ye had locked the car.

Thus, she could only stand nervously in front of the car, and quietly wait for Qi Ye to come over.

When Qi Ye unlocked the car, she decisively opened the back door. However, before he could even get into the car, the man's large, good-looking hands blocked the car door.

On the other hand, Wen Liang had not forgotten that not only had he crashed into Qi Ye with his car, he was also in debt. Where did he get the guts to drive again?

Qi Ye's expression was very serious, if she did not sit in the front seat, it was clear that he would not start the car.

They could imagine, that Zhifei Jr. would be pitifully waiting for them at home!

After weighing the pros and cons, Wen Liang still carried her ice cream cake to the front passenger seat.

After putting on her seatbelt, Wen Liang suddenly felt that all the awkwardness from before had disappeared. This was because her breath was filled with the sweet smell of cake.

Qi Ye went around to the driver's seat and started up the car.

Then, Wen Liang turned his head and looked at him, and said: "The money for these two cakes, I will return it to you after I get it from Thin Secretary tomorrow."

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Qi Ye's response, she impatiently opened the wrapping of the cake.

Qi Ye swept a glance at Wen Liang, the little girl's satisfied expression, looked really cute, just like when he first met her, she was full of energy.

She was satisfied to the point that she stuffed a few mouthfuls into her mouth. Qi Ye was originally just like Wen Liang, she had been hungry for a whole day.

Red light, Wen Liang had just scooped up a spoonful of cake and was about to stuff it into his mouth when a furry head suddenly jumped over from the side and …

The whole spoon of cake in Wen Liang's hand went into Qi Ye's mouth.

Wen Liang held onto a spoon in his hand, and looked at Qi Ye resentfully.

The car started again, and the man's magnetic voice came from the side, "It's good, honey."

"What is the smell of honey? This cake tastes like vanilla! " Wen Liang followed up casually.