I married the rich and powerful

Back to Xiao Yuzhong's residence, of course it was another villa, the one he used to live in before because Li Shu jumped off the building there, Xiao Yuzhong never went back.

It was also the first time for Xin Yu to step into this villa, which was even more luxurious than the previous one.

"Uncle's house is so beautiful!" Xiao Budian felt as if he had entered a palace as soon as he entered the door, his face was full of amazement.

Xiao Yuzhong saw the surprise written on her little face, and felt very uncomfortable. Originally, all of this belonged to her, but because of her parents, she couldn't own it openly.

"Do you like it? Uncle gave it to you." He said with a smile.

"Can you give it as a gift?" Xiao Budian looked up at him in disbelief.

"No!" Xin Yu blurted out, feeling more and more panicked, "Cousin, I know you like little ones, but you can't give such an expensive gift—"

"What and whom I give is my freedom, are you in control?" Xiao Yuzhong interrupted her coldly.

"I'm her mother, of course I can handle it." Xin Yu said firmly.

"If I insist on giving it away, you can't control it even if you want." Xiao Yuzhong was equally stubborn.

Xin Yu: "..."

Yes, he is so powerful, there is no one to control him!

"If you want to manage me, you have to be my wife!" Xiao Yu added again.

Xin Yu twitched the corners of her mouth in disdain: "It doesn't mean that you will be obedient if you become your wife."

Xiao Yuzhong: "..."

He was looking for something to say when he had nothing to say, and he was looking for discomfort.

At this moment, voices were heard outside the door, and Tang Qiyuan and his wife came with a pair of daughters.

"Go play with your sister." Xiao Yuzhong stretched out his hand to touch the little one, and said with a smile.

The little boy ran out cheering.

Xin Yu also turned around to leave, but was grabbed by him and walked upstairs. She struggled: "Xiao Yuzhong, what are you doing? Let go!"

"Isn't he cousin?" Xiao Yuzhong asked her gloomily, "I have to talk to my cousin and niece about what it feels like to be called my ex-husband's cousin."

Xin Yu realized what he wanted to do, and said angrily, "Are you sick? This is the truth, and I didn't make it up!"

Xiao Yuzhong didn't speak, just took her upstairs and said, "I'm not feeling well, you are a doctor, give me a consultation."

Downstairs, Tang Qiyuan and his wife came in and only saw their backs disappearing at the corner of the second floor. They looked at each other as if they understood something, and played with their three children as if they didn't know.

Lu Yun went into the kitchen, found the kitchen meals and ingredients, and prepared to make New Year's Eve delicacies.

Upstairs, Xiao Yuzhong pulled Xin Yu into the room, locked it behind him, and stared at her intently: "Tell me, who is that person if it's not Xiang Zhinian?"

"So what can you do if you know?" Xin Yu was so angry that he deliberately stimulated him, "You don't have many days, so what do you care about so much? Why don't you do something useful while you still have time? thing!"

Not many days... Now she could say such things to him.

Xiao Yu looked at her again with pain in his eyes, and changed his mind of arresting her to question her. His eyes slowly passed over her shoulders, and fell out of the French window behind her. Outside the window, the night sky was full of fireworks, and the glass reflected It's gorgeous.

In the next second, he walked towards the bed.

Xin Yu didn't look back. Hearing the change of mood in his footsteps, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, asking himself if what he just said was too much?

But he also said too much to her, and she said too much just so as not to be alone with him.

"Come here and take my pulse."

Xiao Yuzhong's heavy words sounded behind him. Xin Yu turned around and saw that he was already lying flat on the bed, and he became lifeless in a blink of an eye. Kneel down.

Xiao Yuzhong felt the temperature on his wrist with his eyes closed, and his mood calmed down, but he felt that they were far away from each other.

A language...

"It's nothing serious, take a good rest." Xin Yu said in a low voice after finishing his pulse, and got up to cover him with the quilt, "I'm going down..."

"Can you not go down?" Xiao Yuzhong opened his eyes and looked at her, "Sit by the window and accompany me."

There are fireworks outside the window, and he hopes that on the last day of this year, he can welcome the New Year with her.

"They're still downstairs, are you being rude as the master?" Xin Yu asked him.

"It's not the first day we've known each other, we're our own people." Xiao Yuzhong and Tang Qiyuan were brothers, and they were as familiar when they arrived at each other's home as they were when they returned home. There was no need to say hello.

"If you entertain them as the hostess, of course I won't refuse." Xiao Yu added again.

These words dispelled Xin Yu's idea of ​​going downstairs, walked to the sofa in front of the window and sat down, with his back turned to him.

Xiao Yu looked at her slender back, thinking a lot.

The room was very quiet, and the sound of fireworks outside was so loud that it hit my ears.

"If I die, will you be sad?" Xiao Yuzhong asked suddenly.

But because the fireworks were being set off on the opposite side, the sound was too loud and overwhelmed his words. As a result, Xin Yu didn't hear the first half of the sentence clearly, but only heard the second half. But she didn't want to respond, so she just pretended that she didn't hear it.

As time passed, Xin Yu got a little tired from sitting, so she got up and approached the window, looking up at the night sky where the codes and codes were filled with fireworks, and in the courtyard downstairs, Lu Yun was playing with fireworks with her little one. He couldn't help but bend his lips and smile.

On the bed, Xiao Yu fell asleep again, and the blooming fireworks vaguely illuminated his sleeping face.

Xin Yu finally turned around and saw that he was asleep, so she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and left lightly, turned off the lights and closed the door.

The dark room was illuminated by bursts of fireworks, but it couldn't illuminate the dream that Xiao Yuzhong wanted to wake up at the moment.

"Five! Four! Three! Two! One! Happy New Year!"

In the last few seconds of the New Year's Eve, Xin Yu, Xiao BuDian, Tang Qiyuan and Lu Yun and his wife counted down together.

As soon as the last second passed, the fireworks in the night sky became more lively, and they competed to bloom, as if they were competing for the most dazzling.

In front of the dim French windows on the second floor, Xiao Yuzhong stood there, looking down at the beloved woman who was smiling happily below, full of sadness and unstoppable heartache.

At this time, Zhao Lei's phone call came in.

He answered the phone: "Happy New Year, Special Assistant Zhao, thank you for continuing to serve the company."

Zhao Lei said with a smile: "Happy New Year, Mr. Xiao, serving the company is what I should do. In the new year, I hope Mr. Xiao will recover soon."

"Thank you." Xiao Yu said in a low voice, "What's the matter for calling?"

"It has been confirmed over there that it was Ji Qingmei who pushed Lishu and fell from the building. I don't know where Ji Qingmei heard the news and fled."

Hearing this, Xiao Yuzhong looked down at the smiling women and children downstairs, thought for a moment, and said, "It's New Year's Eve, let the police arrest them, show some achievements on the first day of the New Year."

"Where is Secretary Xin?" Zhao Lei asked again.

Xiao Yu said again: "Let's talk about it after we catch someone, she will understand."

"understood."

After the call ended, Xiao Yu put away his phone again, turned around and went downstairs.

Just when she was happy, Xin Yu received a call from Ji Qingmei.

"I was hit by a car, can you pick me up..."