Sweet Love: Ex-wife above me

Xia Chenxi frowned slightly, then Zuo Yifeng leaned slightly closer to her and said: "I said I would not care about you, because you are my wife. Of course, if you have to be stubborn and refuse to admit it, and you have to return the favor, you should think about it carefully, and how to return it. I

If I'm not satisfied, it doesn't count. You owe me so much. "

"You..." Xia Chenxi frowns and stops talking. She bites her lips and keeps silent

Zuo Yifeng is to block her words, what can make him satisfied? Is it just a meal? This is absolutely impossible.

Xia Chenxi looks at her face. After a moment's deadlock, she raises the corner of her mouth and smiles at Zuo Yifeng, just like she is facing her clients.

She pushed his hand away with a smile, stepped back, and said politely: "what Mr. Zuo said is that this can be regarded as saving your life. I will think about how to find a good way to repay your kindness. It's getting late. Mr. Zuo has an early rest. See you tomorrow. "

Zuo Yifeng looked at her, the original smile is also a little bit stiff, he "um" a, and then turned straight toward his door.

Press the password, the password lock "Ding" a sound, the door opened.

He pushed the door, looked back at Xia Chenxi, who was still standing there attentively, slightly bent over and waved to him. Then he pulled his face down, turned around and went straight in, and forced to close the door.

The sound of closing the door is a little loud. I don't know whether it's because it's quiet now or his strength is a little strong.

When Zuo Yifeng closes the door, Xia Chenxi takes a deep breath, puts away those formulaic smiles, sinks her face, and drags her tired legs towards her door.

She didn't dare to break her own door and wake everyone up?

But my heart is still very depressed.

She directly left her high-heeled shoes aside, went to the sofa barefoot and sat down. She leaned against the back of the sofa and her mind was empty.

Today is also really tired, than she sat at the table to draw a day's manuscript, do a day's copywriting are tired.

Liu Shu is an old coyote, just like Zuo Yifeng said, he doesn't have to bother to think about him. This kind of person has nothing to think about, but Zuo Yifeng is different. Today, starting from the reception, he began to calculate Liu Shu, and Liu Shu paid some price for his lust tonight. Although it's nothing to them, Liu Shu is not a rich man after all, and a little money doesn't cure his bankruptcy, but a mahjong game also makes him lose heartily.

Zuo Yifeng doesn't show any trace, and even makes people feel that he sold people. I'm afraid there's no way to do it. He has already calculated for him and counted money for him instead.

In fact, he is the client she should be on guard against.

She rubbed her head, as if it was a little cold, and her head hurt a little. She calmed down a little, and then stood up to look for cold powder, and had a drink to prevent it.

Because there are children at home, she pays attention to all these.

The next day, Xia Chenxi got up late and had a little headache.

Downstairs, Qin Han has a rest today and is playing with candy.

"Mommy..." Candy saw Xia Chenxi immediately ran to her side, hugged her legs, raised her head and grinned at her. Xia Chenxi rubbed her little head and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I said I would come back to tell you a story last night."