President's husband

And Li Mingyi had already turned around and went downstairs, leaving Arthur alone in the laboratory, holding his forehead and sighing, "Is this an expression of heart? Does it count? What a pretentious sentence."

Li Mingyi left the laboratory, intending to leave directly, but met Su Zhiwei who was waiting for him at the stairs.

"Ming Yi, I heard you're back." Su Zhiwei's face was full of joy, and she held his hand excitedly, "Did you know that I was discharged from the hospital today, so you came to see me?"

"...Mmm." Li Mingyi nodded perfunctorily.

Su Zhiwei was even happier because of this answer, "I knew you were the best for me, it's getting late, let's go, let's go to rest."

"I still have something to do..."

"Ming Yi, can't you stay with me tonight? I said that I won't ask you anything, but I hope you can spend some time with me." Su Zhiwei looked at him eagerly, It's like a little woman begging her boyfriend to love her.

Li Mingyi originally wanted to refuse, but thinking that she had just been discharged from the hospital today and her emotions were still unstable, she nodded, "Okay."

Su Zhiwei immediately beamed with joy, "I'll get you bath water."

Li Mingyi returned to the long-lost room, but did not find any familiar feeling.

There are gradually more Su Zhiwei's things here, and it doesn't look like his room.

Instead, it was Qin Niange's room next door that left a deep impression on him.

That feeling made Li Mingyi frown.

Su Zhiwei put away the bath water and brought him a bathrobe, "The doctor told me to rest for a few more days before leaving the hospital, but I thought that tomorrow would be my aunt's death day, so I insisted on coming back early and wanted to visit my aunt with you. "

Li Mingyi's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the connected bathrobes fell to the ground.

Su Zhiwei bent down to pick it up, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Li Mingyi's eyes were suddenly surrounded by cold light, he took the bathrobe again, went to the bathroom, and closed the door heavily.

Su Zhiwei smiled slightly after seeing the closed door.

She knew that Li Mingyi had been fascinated by Qin Niange for a while, so she had to sound the alarm for him.

Judging by Li Mingyi's expression, the effect should be pretty good.

She stroked her belly slightly, and a calculating light flashed in her eyes.

As for Li Mingyi in the bathroom, it was difficult to calm down.

He admitted that after getting along with Qin Niange day and night for a while, his mind was completely attracted by her, and he didn't think about anything else at all.

After being reminded by Su Zhiwei, he felt startled.

He actually indulged in Qin Niange's gentle hometown, forgot his poisonous oath, and his mother's exhortations back then.

bump!

He slammed it hard on the bathtub, and the splashed water wet his face and made him more awake.

Qin Niange is that woman's daughter, not worthy of his attention!

not worth it!

What he has to do is to make her fall in love with him with all her heart, and then abandon her fiercely.

That is the best revenge for that woman!

The pain he wanted to make his mother suffer was revenged on her daughter.

When Li Mingyi came out of the shower, Su Zhiwei obviously felt that something was different about Li Mingyi. Knowing that what she said just now had an effect, she immediately greeted her with a smile, "Mingyi, I opened a bottle of red wine, drink some!"

Li Mingyi nodded and sat on the sofa.

Su Zhiwei happily arranged the red wine and glasses.

Perhaps because of his mood, Li Mingyi took the wine glass and drank one after another.

Su Zhiwei didn't persuade him, just watched him drink a lot of wine.

And he sipped a little.

Not long after, Li Mingyi became drunk, Su Zhiwei helped him onto the bed with all his strength, and stretched out his hand to untie his clothes.

While explaining, he said softly, "Ming Yi, go to sleep, wake up, everything will be different."

In Yufeng Villa, Qin Niange waited until the early morning, but did not see any sign of Li Mingyi's return, and felt a little uneasy.

Because Xiao Xia was worried, she went to the hall for the third time to have a look.

Finding that Qin Niange was still waiting on the sofa, he couldn't help feeling a little worried, and walked over to persuade him, "Miss, you should go to bed first, it seems that the young master won't be coming back tonight."

"No, he said he would come back." Qin Niange said stubbornly.

Xiao Xia let out a sigh of relief, and looked at her helplessly, "But it's so late, if the young master came back, he would have come back a long time ago."

Qin Niange was very uneasy in his heart, mainly because he was worried that Li Mingyi had an iuk attack, so he grabbed Xiao Xia's hand and asked, "Do you know Arthur's phone number? Call him and ask."

"what?"

"Ask if Brother Ming Yi is at his place!" Qin Niange became anxious, his voice trembling.

Seeing her anxious appearance, Xiao Xia could only nod her head, "Don't panic, I'll call and ask."

Arthur's phone was answered after a while, with a sleepy voice, "Xiao Xia?"

"Arthur, are you asleep?"

"Well, what's the matter with you calling so late?"

"Is the young master with you? The lady asked me to ask, because the young master hasn't come back yet, she is very worried." Xiao Xia explained to Arthur.

Arthur understood, and looked at the time, it was past one o'clock, "Ming Yi left my place at eleven o'clock, saying he was going back to Yufeng Villa, why? Haven't you gone back yet?"

"Yeah, if you don't come back, the lady is almost worried to death."

Xiaoxia's phone was turned on speakerphone, so Qin Niange could hear Arthur's words.

Her heart tightened even more, and she thought about many, many possibilities in her mind, and in the end she could only call Li Mingyi directly with her mobile phone.

Wherever he was, she had to make sure he was safe.

The phone was picked up quickly, but it was Su Zhiwei's voice on the inside, "Recite a song?"

"...Zhiwei...sister?" Qin Niange held the phone, but didn't know what to say.

Su Zhiwei said very gently, "Well, are you looking for Ming Yi? He just fell asleep, do you want to wake him up?"

Qin Niange's heart skipped a beat, it was extremely heavy, and he shook his head in a flustered state, "No, no, I'm just asking, it's fine if he's asleep."

"Oh, well, I'll tell him when he wakes up."

"No need, Sister Zhiwei!" Qin Niange's tone became a little anxious, more fearful, "I'm just asking casually, you don't need to tell him, that's all, good night."

Without waiting for Su Zhiwei's answer, she hung up the phone in a hurry.

Xiao Xia looked at her nervously, "Miss, are you... all right?"

"I'm fine." She stood up, her eyes were so flustered that she didn't even dare to look at Xiao Xia's eyes.

Xiao Xia knew that she was feeling uncomfortable, and wanted to persuade her, but she didn't know what to say. She could only watch her go upstairs numbly, and finally sighed, "I must be sad again."

Or what Aunt Lan said well, the young lady and the young master are destined not to be together.

The grievances and grievances of the previous generation doomed the two to not be so harmonious, but the young lady still fell in love with the young master without hesitation.

The result... one can imagine.

She could only pray that Miss would not be hurt too deeply, or that she would get away sooner.

Qin Niange curled up on the bed, even though the air conditioner in the room was turned off, she still felt very cold.

He clearly said he wanted her to wait for him, why did he make a slip of the tongue?

Is it true that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment?

***

When Li Mingyi woke up early in the morning, he felt the soft fragrance and gentle jade in his arms.

Just like every morning in the past, he kissed her before he opened his eyes.

Su Zhiwei accepted his kiss with a low eyebrow, and wrapped her hands around his strong waist involuntarily.

This made Li Mingyi pause, and suddenly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was Su Zhiwei's obsessed face, kissing him back forcefully.

He suddenly pushed away and pushed her out too.

She opened her eyes, looked at him in a daze, and asked softly, "Ming Yi, what's wrong?"

"Why are you on my bed?" He asked in a deep voice, with a familiar heaviness in his head, which should be the feeling after a hangover.

Li Mingyi rubbed the center of his brows, turned over and got off the bed, only to find that he was completely naked.

Their bathrobes and tissues were strewn all over the floor...

You can tell what happened at a glance.

His face darkened decisively, and he turned to look at Su Zhiwei who was on the bed, "You'd better explain to me."

Su Zhiwei was wrapped in a sheet and looked at him innocently, "Ming Yi, you took the initiative last night..."

Li Mingyi's eyes narrowed suddenly.

Su Zhiwei was too shy to look into his eyes, she lowered her head and said, "You were drunk last night, I was helping you to bed, but you pressed me under you and kissed me very hard , I can't resist at all, so I can only half push and half have sex with you."

"Why can't I remember anything?" Li Mingyi only felt a headache.

And Su Zhiwei's neck was covered with hickey marks, so she probably wasn't lying.

"You were drunk at the time, so..." Su Zhiwei explained with some embarrassment, and after thinking about it, she said, "Maybe you think of me as her."

It was self-evident who she was referring to.

Li Mingyi went to the bathroom with a sullen face, only then did Su Zhiwei lift up the uniform, staring at the bathroom door with piercing eyes.

Hands involuntarily caressed the hickey on the upper neck.

Fortunately, she had the foresight to let Huang Jianlin toss out these traces, so Li Mingyi had no reason to doubt her.

When Li Mingyi came out, Su Zhiwei had already cleaned up the room, and looked at him with guilt, "Mingyi, are you blaming me?"

"No." His voice was so cold that there was no warmth.

Su Zhiwei was not relieved by his explanation, and still frowned, "I know you are blaming me. I resisted at the time, but you chewed her name and kept kissing me. I couldn't break free at all."

After finishing speaking, she laughed at herself again, "I'm so pitiful that I became her substitute, Ming Yi, do you love her that much?"

Li Mingyi's face suddenly became ruthless, and his whole body exuded a cold breath, "Su Zhiwei, you are a smart person, I don't want to hear this kind of question in the future."

Su Zhiwei opened her mouth, and finally said nothing, but asked with a low eyebrow, "Then I'll make you breakfast."

"No need." Li Mingyi interrupted her with an extremely cold voice, "I'm going abroad for a few days, during this time you just stay here honestly, if you can't do it, go back to your own home."

"I can do it!" Su Zhiwei hurriedly promised, fearing that he would drive her out of Li's house.

Li Mingyi glanced at her indifferently, then left the room.

Ning Feng was already waiting downstairs. When he saw Li Mingyi coming downstairs, he immediately reported, "Mr. Li, the car is ready and we can leave immediately."

"En." Li Mingyi nodded lightly, took the sunglasses from Ning Feng and put them on, "Let's go."

Su Zhiwei followed her downstairs, her plain clothes were very different from her usual attire, "Ming Yi, I have everything ready, I'll go with you to pay homage to my aunt, and I'll be back when I'm done paying homage to my aunt."

Li Mingyi didn't speak, but Su Zhiwei knew that he was acquiescing.

She happily caught up with him and got into the car.

The cemetery of the Li family was specially selected by a Feng Shui master, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, it is a rare Feng Shui treasure in Jiangcheng.

And here, there is the ancestral grave of the Li family and Li Mingyi's parents.

After Li Fengtian passed away, Li Mingyi buried him here, but excluded Qin Niange's mother.

Although it is natural for him to do so, he is also expressing to everyone that lovers will always be lovers and will not have any status in the Li family.

There are special people cleaning the cemetery, and everything is very tidy.

Li Mingyi was wearing a black suit and sunglasses, standing in front of a tombstone with a cold face.

Six years.

My mother has been gone for six years.