After the breakup, the wealthy and powerful man doted on me to the heavens

As soon as Secretary Jin carried his suitcase into the living room, Ji Huaichuan issued an eviction order.

"Go quickly."

Secretary Jin bowed and said, "Young man, I'll leave now."

Then he trotted away.

It wasn't until he got into the car that Secretary Jin murmured in his heart, was Mr. Ji and his wife not in harmony in that respect? Otherwise, why were they so erratic today?

The previous Mr. Ji didn't have so many emotions.

Secretary Jin felt that he had discovered the truth.

A man who is dissatisfied with his desires is not easy to deal with. He should keep his tail between his legs these days.

After all, those who know current affairs are heroes.

At the same time, I also hope that the two ancestors can quickly get through the running-in period.

Otherwise, he won’t know how to live his life in the future.

After sending away the light bulb, Ji Huaichuan looked at the suitcase on the ground and knocked on the bedroom door.

"I'm going to bed. I'll talk about anything tomorrow."

Sang Yu had just finished applying body lotion and was about to lie down on the bed, too lazy to open the door again.

Anyway, Ji Huaichuan had nothing urgent to do, so he could talk about it tomorrow.

Ji Huaichuan went back to his own business, "I have no place to put my luggage."

Sang Yu knew what this person meant as soon as he heard it, and immediately refused, "There is no room to put it in the living room, so there is no room for it in my small room."

In fact, Sang Yu's wardrobe is still half empty.

She had disposed of most of her clothes when she moved, and she didn't have the chance to go shopping afterwards.

There are only a dozen sets of clothes in the cabinet now.

It was only enough for her to dress differently for a week.

Sang Yu doesn't like shopping for clothes online, and plans to wait until Shen Yiqiu is free before asking her to go shopping and buy some clothes.

You don’t need too much, just prepare enough for autumn and winter.

After all, the new house she bought is still being renovated, and she has no place to put the clothes she bought.

After being ruthlessly rejected, Ji Huaichuan could only say: "If the clothes are kept in the box, they will be wrinkled when they wake up tomorrow morning."

Imagine Ji Huaichuan wearing a wrinkled shirt. The picture is so beautiful that Sang Yu promptly interrupts his wandering thoughts.

That's so inconsistent with Mr. Ji's temperament.

"There is an iron at home, you can just iron it yourself when the time comes."

"I do not know."

This speaks eloquently.

Sang Yu continued, "Then you learn. You have already tried cooking anyway, and there will be many opportunities to do housework in the future."

Ji Huaichuan: "..."

Unexpectedly, one day, he would be in such a situation, and there was nothing he could do to the other party.

What else can I do besides pampering my own woman?

His tone was a little pitiful, "The clothes the housekeeper sent over have been ironed in advance. It's not too late to hang them up now."

"That way I won't have to iron it tomorrow."

Sang Yu was unmoved. Now he let Ji Huaichuan's luggage into the bedroom. Will it be his turn next?

This old fox is indeed a businessman, and he has many tricks up his sleeve.

A set.

Sang Yu felt that she was no match for him, and maybe one day he would eat her up until nothing was left.

Alas, she must have been out of her mind to provoke him before.

There is no chance to regret now.

In order to prevent Ji Huaichuan from being annoying anymore, she gave him a solution, "It's the same thing if you take it out and put it on the sofa."

"This will make the living room very messy, and I have to sleep on the sofa at night. Where is there any extra space to put clothes?"

In one sentence, Sang Yu's life was successfully pinched. She had slight obsessive-compulsive disorder and really couldn't bear to see the living room in a mess.

If Ji Huaichuan is not allowed to put her luggage into her room tonight, then she will see Ji Huaichuan's clothes in the living room every day.

In the end, she lost to obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Hearing the footsteps coming from the room, Ji Huaichuan curled his lips and finally succeeded.

really not easy.

Sang Yu opened the door and looked at Ji Huaichuan's two suitcases.

He had opened the boxes and laid them flat on the ground. One contained his clothes and shoes, and the other contained other daily necessities.

"Mrs. Ji, would you mind hanging my clothes in your closet?"

This fake green tea!

Sang Yu gritted his teeth, "Is it too late for me to say you mind now?"

Ji Huaichuan smiled and said, "If you mind, you won't open the door. I don't have much stuff, so it won't take up too much space."

Sang Yu stood aside and motioned for him to move his things in.

"Hurry and tidy up. I'm going to sleep now that I'm done."

She went to bed early at night, now past her usual bedtime.

Ji Huaichuan stopped tormenting her and moved the luggage in himself.

This was his first time entering a girl's room, and the other person was his wife, so Ji Huaichuan visited it openly.

Not polite at all.

Sang Yu moved her clothes and made half a closet for him. "The closet is small, don't mind it, Mr. Ji."

Ji Huaichuan didn't say a word and hung up his clothes on a hanger.

The one next to Sang Yu is hung in the cabinet.

Seeing this scene, Sang Yu felt a little strange, as if they were really going to live together.

Although the wardrobe is a bit small, Ji Huaichuan is very satisfied.

After taking 10 minutes to pack his luggage, Ji Huaichuan said, "It's very late now. Go to sleep."

Then he took the initiative to leave Sang Yu's bedroom.

If you say you won’t touch her tonight, then you won’t.

He had to keep his word, but he couldn't bear the consequences of having his credit ruined.

"Wait." As soon as Ji Huaichuan walked out, Sang Yu stopped him.

"Why, Mrs. Ji doesn't want to stay alone in the empty room?"

Sang Yu rolled his eyes at someone for the first time in his life, "Get a quilt, it might be cold in the middle of the night."

Picking up the extra silk quilt on the bed, "Don't dislike it. This quilt is clean. I've only covered it once."

Ji Huaichuan took it and looked at Sang Yu with a half-smile, "Mrs. Ji still loves people."

The man's gaze was full of teasing, and Sang Yu's face turned red.

With a bang, the door closed.

Ji Huaichuan touched his nose. What will he do in the future if he is so careless?

After taking a bath, Ji Huaichuan came out wrapped in a bath towel.

The eight-pack abs are clearly textured, the shoulders are wide and the waist is narrow, and the figure is comparable to that of a male model.

There are no exaggerated muscles, and the lines are beautiful.

The only flaw is that there are no people to appreciate it.

Finally, he looked in the direction of the bedroom and made sure that the people inside would not be soft-hearted towards him. Ji Huaichuan accepted his fate and slept on the sofa.

This kind of treatment was the first time in his life.

He gently covered himself with the quilt, but it wasn't like he got nothing.

He is now Sang Yu's legal husband.

He also lived in her home.

Now she is still covered with her quilt...

Surrounded by Sang Yu's breath, Ji Huaichuan quickly fell asleep, sleeping so early for the first time.

Sang Yu did not fall asleep so easily in the bedroom. Her sleep quality was not good to begin with, but now there was a man in the house, who was still her nominal husband.

Even though they didn't sleep in the same room, she was still affected.

Open your ears and listen to what's going on outside.

Quietly.

In fact, he was quite embarrassed to let Ji Huaichuan sleep on the sofa. Sang Yu wondered if he could get used to it.

Pretending to be worried, Sang Yu tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

I don't know how much time passed before I fell asleep.

The two parties involved fell asleep, but for many people, this was a sleepless night.