Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 1781 Duplicity (2)

   Soon, the car slowly stopped at the gate of the villa.

  A middle-aged woman with a kind face, wearing a housekeeper's uniform, stood there with a smile on her face to greet her.

   Qiao Kaiyang got out of the car, carrying a briefcase.

   "Mr. Qiao, long time no see."

  The housekeeper bowed slightly, exactly the same as Uncle Wang's posture back then.

   are very polite and caring.

  Qiao Kaiyang glanced around and straightened his suit.

   "Where's Madam? Are you awake from a nap at this time?"

  It was 3:30 noon, which is indeed a good time for a nap.

  The housekeeper made a gesture of invitation and smiled, "Don't worry, sir, Madam is already up and waiting for you."

  Standard posture, extremely standardized.

  Qiao Kaiyang nodded and walked in.

  There are not many servants in the villa, only one.

  With tea, it was delivered quickly.

   Qiao Kaiyang walked through the living room, the tea room, and came to the back courtyard as usual.

  The ground is covered with soft fresh grass, and it is all warm red as far as the eye can see.

  There is a wicker chair swing in the courtyard, which is a little high and swaying slightly, and there is a freshly cut fruit plate next to it.

  At this moment, a woman is sitting on the swing.

  The woman is white and slender, with an excellent figure, and long hair hanging down to her waist, and she is leaning there lazily.

  Two slender, white and tender legs hung down, hanging in mid-air, shaking silently.

   Even with the swing, it swayed together.

   Slowly, basking in the sun, the fingers holding the fork are extremely fair.

  Even the fingertips have a seductive crystal light pink, which is extraordinarily charming.

  Like a leprechaun.

   At this time, the sun is a little big.

   But for those who just came out of the air-conditioned room, the temperature is just right.

  It’s warm, and I can feel my whole body stretched out in the sun, my muscles and bones are lazy and comfortable.

  The beautiful man who was leaning on the rattan chair, basking in the sun quietly, squinted his eyes comfortably.

  The charming wine-red blood eyes, under the sunlight, are like crystal clear rubies, extraordinarily moist and beautiful.

  It's so beautiful that people can't move their eyes.

   There were footsteps behind her, but she didn't turn her head, she didn't even move.

   Just like this, eating sliced ​​fruit leisurely, wearing a red dress, like a seductive fox.

  Every time Qiao Kaiyang sees this lady's face, he is dazzled and can't react.

   Rao is that no matter how many beauties he has seen outside, he has never seen someone as beautiful and exquisite as his wife, so that he can't find any faults in his body.

  It is so beautiful, too beautiful to be human.

  It gives people a feeling that cannot be described at all.

   It is only amazing at first glance, but it is hard to regain consciousness when you look at it again.

  ... It's no wonder that the husband loves her so much and leaves all his property to her.

  Even before dying, she chanted her name.

  Qiao Kaiyang calmed down, stood in front of her, and bowed slightly.

   "Ma'am, I haven't seen you for several months, Kaiyang is here to visit you."

   "I don't know how you are doing these days?"

  The glamorous lady who still looked like an eighteen-year-old girl turned her face slightly.

   With a lazy posture, he glanced at him indifferently, and hummed.

   Nothing to say.

   After all, not with him.

  Qiao Kaiyang was obviously used to his wife's indifference, so he delivered some documents that required her signature, and showed her one by one.

   "Ma'am, these are some important acquisition projects of the company. They have been reviewed and there is no problem. I hope you can sign on them."

  (end of this chapter)