The domineering president married a sweet wife

Xia Ziqing hummed and said, "Talking to me in this tone makes me feel much more comfortable."

"If you insist on sabotaging my plan, instead of gaining any benefits, you will end up in a worse end." Fang Jingya lowered her voice and said, "You are a smart person, you should settle this account clearly."

No one is allowed to interrupt her plan, she just wants to make Mai Yaxi miserable, worse than everyone else.

Evening primetime TV shows are a bit boring.

Compared to watching those inexplicable weird dramas, Mai Yaxi would rather lie in Ye Feicheng's arms and lean against him coquettishly.

Mai Yaxi would often fall asleep in his arms, and when she woke up, she was already on the bed in the bedroom, covered with a soft blanket.

Only this time, before Mai Yaxi had time to fall asleep, she was startled by the ringtone of Ye Feicheng's cell phone and her eyes widened.

Ye Feicheng patted Mai Yaxi's shoulder gently, as if to comfort her to continue to sleep, while answering the phone, said in a low voice, "It's me."

Mai Yaxi pricked up her ears, and planned to raise her head.

Ye Feicheng pressed her forehead, preventing her from moving.

From the other side of the microphone came Wesen's deep and deep voice: "President, Madam is in the company."

Ye Feicheng frowned, and looked down at Mai Yaxi.

Mai Yaxi accepted Ye Feicheng's gaze blankly. Seeing the surprise and slight astonishment in that gaze, she became even more curious about who made the call.

She grabbed Ye Feicheng's wrist with one hand, intending to remove his hand from his head. She tried very hard, but the strength was too little.

"She is by my side now." Ye Feicheng glanced at Mai Yaxi and said quickly in French.

He didn't want Mai Yaxi to think too much.

Wesen was also stunned for a moment, and then said calmly: "Yes, President, I probably misread it. The back of that woman is too similar to Madam."

Ye Feicheng hummed and hung up the phone.

Mai Yaxi was still desperately trying to break Ye Feicheng's wrist. Seeing that the phone was hung up, she widened her eyes, gave up struggling, and asked, "Who is calling?"

"Weison." Ye Feicheng frowned slightly.

This was his expression when he was thinking. Mai Yaxi was stunned, and then asked: "What's the matter? I seem to have heard Wesen mentioning me."

Ye Feicheng had already found out that the person who sent the anonymous email was Xia Ziqing, but it was only an anonymous email, so he didn't care.But the content of the email and Wei Sen's words this time made him have to think about it carefully.

"It's okay." Ye Feicheng touched Mai Yaxi's brain hole and smiled slightly.

"There is clearly something! Why did you hide it from me?" Mai Yaxi asked with wide-eyed eyes.

Ye Feicheng's gaze fell softly on Mai Yaxi's cheek, and he paused for a while before saying, "Weisen just missed it."

Misunderstood?

What is it that you want to hide from yourself like this?

Mai Yaxi put her arms around Ye Feicheng's waist, lowered her head slightly, and pursed her lips to think about the meaning of Ye Feicheng's words.

She remembered that Ms. Yu once said that when she saw "myself" in the company, she "missed" tonight, did she see "myself" somewhere again?

Fang Jingya, what exactly do you want?

"It's late, go to bed early." Ye Feicheng said suddenly, forcing her to lie down in his arms.

Mai Yaxi couldn't sleep, her eyes widened, and she looked at Ye Feicheng from below.

His brows were still furrowed, as if he was still thinking about something.

Mai Yaxi was very afraid of this feeling.