With a faint smile, she raised her chin and reminded him: "As Mr. Shen said, this marriage is just a transaction. Everyone gets what they want. Since I have no right to interfere with Mr. Shen's personal affairs, then Mr. Shen naturally You have no right to interfere with my personal affairs, right?"
Eyes slowly narrowed, Shen Shaoting stared at her coldly, his gaze was like ice, enough to freeze someone to death.
"What, Mr. Shen, don't you think what I said is reasonable?" She was not afraid of him, she just asked.
"Mrs. Shen is outside attracting bees and butterflies, and you want me to pretend that I haven't seen it. Do you think Mr. Shen is dead?" His deep voice spilled from his lips.
Hearing this, Ye Ziqing also said slowly: "Mrs. Shen is also a living person, not just a decoration, right?"
White smoke rings puffed out, making his eyes half-closed. His voice was low and deep, with a hint of warning: "Mrs. Shen, if you want to keep the child in your belly, don't try to challenge my bottom line. ¡¡±
The smell of cigarette smoke made Ye Ziqing feel like crying. She clenched her hands into fists unconsciously and sneered in a low voice: "Since you are threatening with chips, can I still not understand?"
His eyes became sharp, and his expression suddenly became more stern. The irritability that hit him annihilated him again, and he took a long drag on the cigarette.
The atmosphere was not intended to be so tense, but instead it became even more tense
With her head lowered, she looked at her toes, lost in thought.
Why do you want to test him again?
"It's obvious that he loves his aunt in his heart, and she is nothing more than a trading item.
But every transaction has its purpose. For example, her purpose is to keep the child in her belly, but what about him?
She knew she shouldn't ask, but she still raised her head and asked: "What do you want behind this deal? I'm bored, just find a random woman to marry, that's it, she still means something to me, or more , Don¡¯t you have any deep meaning?¡±
He spat out an eye circle, said nothing, and narrowed his eyes.
After a pause, Ye Ziqing pulled a smile from the corner of her mouth. Without moving her skin or flesh, she laughed at herself: "Well, I understand, I overstepped, and I won't ask again in the future."
Why bother to ask, knowing that he can't answer, and she won't get the result, so she has to provoke him again, is it interesting?
He is not someone she can provoke, right?
Hearing this, he became more and more irritable. He threw the lit cigarette butts in his hand on the ground, raised his feet, and stamped out his eyes that were still flickering in the night. He opened his mouth and uttered three words: "Go back to Shen's house"
The night wind blew by, and Ye Ziqing's hair fluttered gently in the breeze. She uttered one word: "Yes."
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? New Year¡¯s Day will be coming in two or three days, so staying at home all the time is really a bit weird, so just go back.
Shen Zhai will always come back, it¡¯s just a matter of sooner or later. He has already come to pick her up, so she can just take another ride
It was already twelve o'clock in the morning, and Su Lan had already taken a nap and was drinking water in the kitchen.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, she walked out and saw Ye Ziqing walking in, with an unhappy look on her face: "Why are you back so late?"
Unexpectedly, Su Lan was still awake. She paused and called out "Mom" before explaining: "I went to attend a class reunion, so I came back a little late."
Putting down the water glass, Su Lan looked serious and a bit aggressive: "You are married now, but it always goes back to 11 or 12 o'clock in the evening when you go home. How is it inappropriate?"
At this time, Shen Shaoting walked in after parking the car, put his arm around her shoulders, pulled his thin lips, and spoke to Su Lan.
"Mom, I had to do something last minute and wasted time. It's already so late. Why haven't you gone to bed yet?"
As soon as these words came out, Su Lan couldn't say anything else. The responsibility obviously fell on her son: "I have been sleeping for a while, and I am a little thirsty, so I got up and drank a glass of water."
"Mom, I'm going upstairs first." Ye Ziqing greeted politely, walked out of his arms and walked upstairs.
She returned to the room. Shen Shaoting had not gone upstairs yet, but seemed to be talking to Su Lan in the living room.
Walking to the bed, she picked up the quilt on the bed, held the pillow in her other hand, placed it on the sofa, and spread it.
Shen Shaoting pushed open the door and stepped in. This was what he saw. He frowned. He walked over, reached out and grabbed her arm, and said in a deep voice: "Sleep on the bed"
Hearing this, Ye Ziqing suddenly wanted to laugh, and said in a faint voice: "Does Mr. Shen even have to care about where I sleep?"
His eyebrows were beating, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and his narrowed eyes were staring at her.
"You can sleep on the bed, it will be more comfortable, there is nothing wrong with it."
As she spoke, she took the quilt and pillow back to the bed, her expression always calm, without any emotion.
In the room where she made the bed, Shen Shaoting went to the bathroom. When she made the bed, he happened to have taken a shower and walked out wearing a bath towel.
Without saying a word or raising her head, Ye Ziqing passed him by and closed the bathroom door.
Shen Shaoting's figure was still as slender as usual, but exuded an indescribable alienation. Shen Shaoting felt agitated and narrowed his eyes a little more.
The warm water flowed over her body, and she felt comfortable, at ease, and relaxed. She closed her eyes slightly.
Just lying in the bathtub, she left all those troubles behind, didn't think about it, ignored it, completely relaxed, and lay there quietly.
I lay there for a full thirty minutes, just a little bit before I fell asleep.
After taking a shower, Ye Ziqing walked out, but the man was not asleep yet. His strong body was leaning on the bedside, with the quilt covering his waist and abdomen. He was holding a magazine in his big hand and flipping through it at will.
Gazing across his body, Ye Ziqing sat in front of the dressing table with a calm expression and began to wipe her face.
The climate in winter is a bit too dry. In the past few days, my face has become dry and slightly flaky.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the magazine in Shen Shaoting's hand slipped, and his eyes swept over her figure and movements.
After wiping the toner, she reached for the lotion bottle, but the lotion seemed to be used up. She patted the bottle for a long time, but she couldn't squeeze out any of it.
So she had no choice but to give up. Ye Ziqing put the empty bottle aside, then opened the quilt, lay down in it, closed her eyes, and fell asleep directly.
Throughout the whole process, from beginning to end, she didn't even look at him out of the corner of her eye, and her movements were clean and neat.
The words "good night" that had slipped to the edge of his thin lips stopped abruptly, and the look on Shen Shaoting's handsome face seemed slightly stiff and awkward.
Putting the magazine in his hand aside, he rubbed his brow with his big hand slightly irritably, leaned over, and turned off the bedside lamp, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.
After hearing the faint and steady sound of a woman breathing from beside her, Shen Shaoting closed his eyes.
After a long time, Ye Ziqing slowly opened her eyes, turned sideways, with her back to him, and leaned as close to the bed as possible. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com