President's husband

The storm in Li Mingyi's eyes finally gathered into shape and burst out little by little: "Why go to drink coffee with him?"

Qin Niange was taken aback for a moment, and instantly remembered Gu Junxiu's ambiguous words in the cafe.

"Don't you want to know where you are in his heart?"

Even thinking about it at such a tense moment, Qin Niange felt a violent tremor in his heart.

Although she didn't know what Gu Junxiu was up to, she subconsciously felt that Li Mingyi should not have known what he said about some "experiment".

In a trance, she has been stunned for several seconds.

But these few seconds were enough to raise the anger in Li Mingyi's heart several notches.

He held the palm of Qin Niange's shoulder even harder, and his sharp eyes almost burst into flames: "Why? One reason is so hard to think about, do you still have to find any excuses?"

Thinking of this possibility, his expression became so fierce that nothing could be added: "Qin Niange, you are not really stupid enough to hook up with others under my nose, are you?"

His contemptuous words made Qin Niange's heart ache again, and his original anticipation disappeared instantly.

"I do not have……"

This explanation sounded so feeble, but apart from these three words, she didn't know what else she could say.

Because of her mother, she has been charged with crimes that did not belong to her for so long.

That was her original sin from which she could not escape.

Her pale face had already revealed her innocence.

But at this moment, Li Mingyi, who had already been blinded by jealousy, could only feel the anger in his heart: "From now on, don't let me see you having any contact with him!"

Qin Niange tightly grasped the sheet under him, bit his lip and nodded lightly.

If it wasn't for Gu Junxiu being Li Mingyi's good friend, she wouldn't have had the slightest interaction with him, let alone have any friendship with him in private.

But now she is still so heartbroken that she can hardly breathe.

Her heartache is not because she can no longer have any contact with Gu Junxiu.

It was Li Mingyi's overbearing attitude.

In his eyes, she is just a doll without human rights.

Thinking about his gentle smile when he faced Su Zhiwei, Qin Niange couldn't help another tear from the corner of his eyes.

But her appearance of wanting to cry but trying her best to bear it made Li Mingyi suddenly stunned.

There seemed to be something else added to the roiling anger in his heart.

Li Mingyi narrowed his eyes, looked at her with unclear meaning, and roughly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his rough fingertips.

Qin Niange was shocked and raised his eyes to look at him.

And the next moment, Li Mingyi involuntarily lowered her head, and squeezed her moist lips into her mouth.

don't want……

She who had recalled Su Zhiwei just now, really couldn't let herself toss and turn Cheng Huan under him.

But Li Mingyi was not willing to let her go, a little bit of anger mixed with thoughts that could not be easily extinguished in his heart.

Right now, he just wants her to melt into his arms——

There are ambiguous pink lights in the bathroom, and there are even countless pink flower petals floating in the French-made double jacuzzi.

On the small platform outside the bathtub, several colored candles exuding a slight fragrance were flickering on and off.

All of this looked like someone had carefully prepared for a long time.

Just waiting for a lover to spend the night together.

But now, standing in this bathroom, there is only one angry woman.

"Qin Niange!"

This woman—that is, Su Zhiwei, gnashed her teeth and said Qin Niange's name, her long nails were about to choke her palms.

Just now, in the car, she had already spoken clearly about her retention.

However, Li Mingyi still put her downstairs without hesitation, and left in a hurry.

In the past, she might still comfort herself, thinking that he was just not interested.

But now, Su Zhiwei knew very well that the reason he was in such a hurry to go back was to find Qin Niange, that innocent vixen on the surface!

"Qin Niange, do you think I will let you snatch Ming Yi away for nothing?"

She stared fiercely at everything in front of her, as if Qin Niange was standing in front of her right now, "Your methods of trying to get you can only deceive children!"

Having said that, Su Zhiwei couldn't help feeling angry when she thought of Li Mingyi's eyes when she looked at Qin Niange.

"Ah—" Su Zhiwei roared angrily, and swept the scented candles on the table into the bathtub.

Those weak flames didn't even have time to struggle, they were already extinguished in the water with floating petals.

"Qin Niange! Let's wait and see!"

Madam Li's seat can only be hers, and she will never let anyone take away what belongs to her!

Li Mingyi, it is impossible to give up on her and choose Qin Niange.

never!

Thinking of this, the angry look on Su Zhiwei's face gradually disappeared, and a strange smile gradually appeared on her lips.

She slowly walked in front of the large floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bathroom, looked at herself elegantly dressed in the mirror, and gently took off her dress.

In an instant, all that was left on her body was the pure black lace suspender that she specially put on before going out.

But now, her attention is not on this beautifully designed sling.

Su Zhiwei stretched out her slender fingers, and stroked her lower abdomen gently. On her fingertips, there was a winding scar, like a centipede, tightly attached to her white lower abdomen.

"Li Mingyi, don't forget, you owe me your life." Su Zhiwei closed her fists together and clenched tightly, "Your wife in this life can only be me."

After being tossed all night by Li Mingyi, on the second day, Qin Niange slept until noon.

Seeing Aunt Lan's possible reaction, Qin Niange's face flushed red.

Hastily got up from the bed, washed up and went out, but before going down the stairs, Qin Niange suddenly heard a familiar voice from downstairs.

"Aunt Lan, do you wake up so late every day for reciting songs? Didn't you say that Ming Yi invited a teacher to give her tutoring?"

Qin Niange's footsteps couldn't help slowing down, and the hand holding the stairs couldn't help tightening.

It's Su Zhiwei.

Her voice sounded as clear and generous as ever.

But Qin Niange couldn't face her calmly.

"Miss came back a bit late last night. The young master invited Professor Yu to go back and said he was taking a day off." Aunt Lan replied in a calm and polite tone, without any intimacy.

But Su Zhiwei didn't mind her estrangement at all, and sighed again with a smile: "It seems that Ming Yi really loves reciting songs, and usually keeps telling me that she hates her. I think it's also duplicity."

Hearing her words, Qin Niange's heart trembled again.

Although she already knew that Li Mingyi hated her all the time, when these words came out of Su Zhiwei's mouth, she could clearly feel an unexpected bitterness in her heart.

Aunt Lan didn't say anything to Su Zhiwei, but just nodded her head slightly: "Miss Su, wait a moment, I'll go up and see if our lady is awake."

An ordinary sentence, but one called Miss Su with her surname, and the other took us intimately.

In the end who is the master of this family, immediately find out.

Su Zhiwei's eyes flickered, but she didn't show anything, she just nodded lightly: "That's a trouble for Aunt Lan."

Hearing that Aunt Lan was coming up to find him, Qin Niange was stunned for a moment, and stepped out again.

"Sister Zhiwei, why are you here?" She tried her best to smile naturally, but the expression on her face still seemed extremely stiff.

Su Zhiwei still smiled generously: "I haven't had swollen eyes since I slept, and I'm still a child. I can't compare at my age."

It's a pity that at a young age, she has already learned to hook up with other people's boyfriends, so she is indeed a born slut.

Of course, Su Zhiwei would not reveal half of this truth on her face.

Qin Niange touched his face subconsciously, and then smiled hastily: "Where is Miss Zhiwei, we are only a few years apart."

"Recite songs, you are still young, you don't understand, don't look at how old you are, some men like girls who are so young, and some of my sisters are taken away by those innocent little girls in high school. The boyfriend hooked up, tsk tsk tsk..."

Having said that, Su Zhiwei suddenly stopped her mouth as if she suddenly realized that she had slipped her words.

"Look at me, what I'm talking about in front of a child, of course you don't know about these things. Don't tell Ming Yi that I said such nonsense, or he will blame me for teaching you badly."

She still smiled frankly, as if the call just now was really just a slip of the tongue.

But Qin Niange's complexion has turned pale from these words.

She smiled with a pale face, and responded in a low voice: "Of course I won't say it, Sister Zhiwei, what's the matter with you?"

It's only noon now, so of course it's impossible for Li Mingyi to be at home.

If Su Zhiwei wanted to find him, she could just go to the company directly, but why would she come home.

Before Su Zhiwei could speak, Aunt Lan had already spoken before her——

"Miss Su said that she wants to choose a dress, and I want you to help me choose one. But miss, don't you still have unfinished exercises to show the teacher tomorrow? The young master told you to get up and do the exercises at home. It's best Don't go out."

Hearing Aunt Lan's previous words, Qin Niange's heart tightened.

But the next few sentences were like life-saving straws for her, giving her some hope.

"Yeah, I..."

There are still exercises to do...

It's a pity that before she could say anything, Su Zhiwei had already grabbed her hand and shook it coquettishly.

"Niange, don't you really want me to choose the dress by myself? People look at the clothes and are accompanied by a group of good sisters. If I go by myself, I will be ashamed to death. Don't you have the heart to embarrass your future sister-in-law?"

If she was in front of Li Mingyi, she would definitely not dare to say the words "future sister-in-law".

But now, Su Zhiwei knew that these few words could hurt Qin Niange's heart the most.

Sure enough, Qin Niange's hand trembled unconsciously in hers, and he lowered his head at a loss: "I..."

"Okay, okay, come with me, let's have a meal together first, and then go to try on clothes. I will try on a few sets for you by the way, you are full now, and you will often go to the reception in the future , maybe at some point, you will be spotted by some young talent."

The smile on Su Zhiwei's face seemed normal, but the glint in her eyes seemed to carry some deep meaning.

It's just that Qin Niange kept his head down and didn't notice her eyes at all.

She had already talked about this point, Qin Niange really didn't know how to say no.