One of the hidden marriages of a wealthy family is a paper agreement that misses life

The car was driving all the way, Xia Qing sat at the back of the car and clasped her fingers boredly.

Since Jin Yi stopped the car just now, Duan Linkun seemed to be silenced by God, and Du Yongan's robot had a problem with the programming, and kept silent.

The benefactor doesn't speak, how dare she ask what is the relationship between the two?
She simply closed her eyes, but she didn't want to fall asleep in the car, and even snored like thunder and talked in her sleep.

In her sleep, she felt that she was constantly moving, and the tip of her nose was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood, but it was a pity that her body kept tilting into a right triangle, and the tragedy happened completely.

"Ouch!"

Xia Qing only felt a sharp pain in her buttocks, and the drowsiness completely left her mind. When she opened her eyes, she saw Duan Linkun sitting in a wheelchair in front of her, while Du Yongan was pushing behind her.

The expressions of the two were the same, they looked at her as if they were looking at a fool.

"Aren't I in the car just now? Where is it now?"

Xia Qing couldn't tell the situation clearly for a moment, she raised her eyes to look at the surrounding environment, it was Duan Linkun's villa.

"You just fell off me."

Duan Linkun twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, but Xia Qing still keenly saw a trace of contempt in his eyes.

"Since you're awake, go in by yourself. Also, your saliva is disgusting."

The man continued to add, instructing Du Yongan to push him into the room. Xia Qing subconsciously wiped the corners of her mouth when she heard this, and it really felt sticky.

A blush subconsciously drifted across her fair cheeks. How could she have fallen asleep in the car just now, and she was still drooling? It's really embarrassing.

Will Duan Linkun deduct her salary because of this?

Before she had time to think about it, the two figures in front of her were getting farther and farther away, Xia Qing quickly stood up and flashed in front of Duan Linkun, the blush on her face hadn't disappeared completely,
"Mr. Duan, where do I live today?"

"You can sleep with me if you agree."

Duan Linkun looked directly at her, like a wolf waiting for its prey, no matter how Xia Qing looked at him, there was no trace of joking on his face.

In an instant, her little face turned red again, and she faltered: "It doesn't seem to be in the contract..."

"It seems that you really want to sleep with me."

Duan Linkun looked at her amusedly, but there was such casual sarcasm in his words, Xia Qing froze.

What does it mean?
After teasing her, she pretended to be a victim again, as if she was trying to curry favor with Duan Linkun and wanted to sleep with him. Suddenly, Xia Qing's awareness of the thick skin of this money owner increased.

"Go find a room and tidy up."

At this moment, Duan Linkun spoke to Du Yongan who was on the side, and Du Yongan replied blankly, "Yes"

If it wasn't for the white gas that Du Yongan breathed out from the tip of Du Yongan's nose, Xia Qing would really have thought he was a robot.

Xia Qing followed Du Yongan upstairs, but she was not satisfied with the many rooms she chose. These rooms all have one thing in common, that is, they are too depressing.

Whether it's the decoration or design of the walls, they are all in black and white tones, making Duan Linkun really sleep like a mourning hall?

Anyway, Xia Qing didn't want to wake up at night and be scared to death by the black and white photos of herself hanging on the wall, and would have nightmares.

"I choose this one."

Xia Qing pointed to a room with the strongest light transmission and said, Du Yongan looked at the room and hesitated for a while, finally said: "Why don't you ask Mr. Duan."

"When you choose a room, you have to ask him whether I live in it or he lives in it. I want this room. I need to tidy up. I'm really exhausted today."

Regardless of Du Yongan's objection, Xia Qing sat down on the edge of the bed and lay down in a big shape.

The mattress was extremely soft, the moment Xia Qing lay on it, more than half of Xia Qing's fatigue disappeared.

"She chose this one?"

Just when Du Yongan was hesitating whether to ask Xia Qing to change a room, a low magnetic voice came over, Du Yongan turned his head to look at Duan Linkun and replied, "Yes."

Duan Linkun pushed the wheelchair forward slowly, looked at Xia Qing who was wiping the countertop back and forth in the room, frowned slightly, and finally said after a moment of silence, "She can live if she wants."

"But Miss Xiaohan..."

"Du Yongan."

Before he could finish speaking, Duan Linkun interrupted him,
"There is no need to say what should not be said."

With a hint of displeasure in his cold voice, Du Yongan pursed his lips knowingly and pushed him back into the room, and asked the servant to prepare several sets of clothes for Xia Qing.

Xia Qing is quite satisfied with this room. It not only has an independent bathroom, but also has a comfortable layout and good lighting. The most important thing is that although this room is still dominated by black and white, the decorations on the window sill and wardrobe make the whole room bright. A lot, and even a little more concise while not depressing.

The house is not dirty, compared to the smell of other rooms that have not been opened for a long time, this house must be cleaned frequently, relying on a woman's intuition, she concluded that this room has been lived in, and this person is a girl.

But she didn't want to think so much. After all, she and Duan Linkun were married by agreement, one for money and one for fame, and there was no middleman to make the difference.

The corner of her mouth subconsciously curled up. Xia Qing had already planned for her glorious days after getting the money, and she fell asleep soundly with this ideal in mind.

Early the next morning, Xia Qing was woken up by the phone ringing.

At the beginning, she hung up without reading the note, but unexpectedly the other end of the phone was persistently calling, Xia Qing was so annoyed and impatient, as soon as she answered, the voice of her best friend Kong Xuan pierced the skyline.

"Fuck! You, you..."

"You straighten your tongue first and tell me."

Xia Qing understood how surprised she was when she heard the shocking news, but the beautiful morning had just arrived, how could she destroy this beautiful tranquility so much?
"You actually fell in love with Duan Linkun and are going to get married?"

Kong Xuan finally finished his sentence, Xia Qing took a deep breath and said helplessly, "Yes."

"When did it happen? Why didn't I know? Xia Qing, you are too mean. I still regard you as a good sister."

Kong Xuan's dissatisfied voice came through the microphone. Xia Qing was about to explain, but there was a knock on the door. Xia Qing quickly said into the microphone that I still have something to do, and hurriedly got out of bed and opened the door.

At the door, Duan Linkun stood in front of her with a bad face.

Xia Qing couldn't figure out what she did wrong for a while, and said with a sunny smile on her face, "Good morning, Mr. Duan."

"It's not early, it's already ten o'clock."

Duan Linkun's voice was cold, piercing her words mercilessly, Xia Qing scratched her head awkwardly and smiled awkwardly, then heard his low and warning voice, "You can't say what you shouldn't, I think you should understand this reason."