No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

Half an hour later, the black RV drove into the villa and parked on the parking lot in front of the main house.

The car stopped and Qiao Shiyan got out of the car with Meng Yan in his arms.

She never woke up.

He held her in his arms, walked through the luxurious entrance hall and hall, climbed the stairs towards the master bedroom on the second floor, and placed her on the big bed in the master bedroom. Qiao Shiyan didn't even take a breath.

He sat on the edge of the bed and brushed away Meng Yan's messy hair.

Touch her delicate face gently.

Can't put it down.

There were thumping footsteps outside the door. Even without looking, you knew it was Xiao Qiao Huan. Xiao Qiao Huan ran to the door and saw her mother sleeping. She got up on tiptoe, walked to her father and asked in a low voice: "Is mom sleepy?"

"Mom is tired."

Qiao Shiyan touched the little girl's head.

Xiao Qiaohuan's big black eyes were dazzling, and then she quietly stepped forward, held her mother's face and kissed her sweetly... with a very rare look.

Qiao Shiyan smiled and picked her up.

"Dad took you to play in the yard. Didn't you want to play football a few days ago?"

At noon, the sun is just right.

On the shady grass, a handsome man was wearing a snow-white shirt and a precious watch on his wrist. He was half-crouching and playing football with the little girl.

A breeze blew by, and Xiao Qiao Huan's floral skirt swayed in the wind.

Zhang Ma ordered them to start eating.

Zhang's mother was very dissatisfied: "I'm not up to date all day long! I either pester my wife or pull Miss Qiao Huan to the grass to practice when my wife goes to bed. I don't care how poisonous the sun is... I just care about my own happiness!"

But Xiao Qiao's cheerful look couldn't deceive anyone.

Zhang Ma couldn't help but feel hot in her eyes: Her parents should be relieved.

……

In the afternoon, Secretary Jin came over.

The study was silent.

Qiao Shiyan leaned on the leather seat and turned the chair gently. After a while, he pondered and said: "Spend a lot of money to buy several media reports to report the incident of Van Gogh's original work... It doesn't have to be direct, just insinuations. !”

Secretary Jin agreed very much: "Mr. Qiao has suffered a loss, and there must be a place to redress his grievances."

Qiao Shiyan raised his head and smiled lightly.

He said: "He has been complacent for too long! If as expected, this matter will be publicized... Even if Mr. Shen is not punished, he will always be reprimanded. Diplomatic matters are not a joke, and he also does the same. Don’t live.”

Secretary Jin was very impressed: "Mr. Qiao's move is like beating a cow across a mountain!"

Qiao Shiyan's smile became even weaker.

"I am a money-splitting boy. I am a scholar, farmer, industrialist and merchant... No matter how big the company is, people are still insignificant! I can only spend money to get things done."

Secretary Jin was silent.

Although Mr. Qiao was joking, he was indeed telling the truth. No matter how much money you have, there will be times when you can't do anything about it.

Secretary Jin went to do some work.

Qiao Shiyan was alone, sitting quietly and smoking two cigarettes, thinking about the future.

……

When Meng Yan woke up, it was already evening.

sunset.

The glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows was reflected red, which was very beautiful.

She just woke up and her body was weak and too lazy to move. She just leaned on the pillow and looked at the scenery outside...

The bathroom door opened,

Qiao Shiyan came out with slightly damp black hair. He had changed into a set of clothes but did not wear a belt. His white shirt was just placed outside casually. He looked particularly relaxed and looked a few years younger.

Meng Yan looked at him quietly.

Qiao Shiyan walked over and sat next to her: "Are you awake? Are you hungry? I'll go downstairs and get you some food."

Meng Yan sat up and hugged him.

She didn't speak, but just held him softly... After a while, Qiao Shiyan's body tensed slightly, because Meng Yan actually reached her hand into his shirt, and his voice trembled with excitement: "You want to do it?"

Meng Yan didn't make a sound.

Her little hand pointed down, and then there was a small zipper sound.

Qiao Shiyan grabbed her hand and said, "Xiao Yan?"

She looked at him innocently, her red lips were unusually red from sleep, and she licked them gently.

Qiao Shiyan couldn't hold back immediately. He grabbed the back of her head and pushed her toward him, took her red lips in his mouth, and kissed her crazily...

Dusk and evening,

A pair of figures overlap and form a pair!

There was a lot of drama, and after it was over, the two of them leaned together in sweat.

Qiao Shiyan grabbed her finger and kissed her gently. When the affection was strong, he couldn't help but think of what she said in the morning. She said that Qiao Shiyan was her husband. He was still thinking about this, so he caressed her gently. He lowered his shoulders and said, "Xiao Yan, let's get married again! Give me a title so that I can legitimately take care of you and the children."

Meng Yan lay in his arms and asked deliberately: "Then what are we doing now?"

Qiao Shiyan reached down.

He looked at her, his dark eyes revealing the romantic meaning of a man.

Meng Yan gasped lightly, not daring to provoke him anymore. His physical strength was so good that he could sometimes grind her to death for two hours straight...

She leaned lightly on his shoulder.

The two are beautiful, and the years are quiet.

Just then, Qiao Shiyan's cell phone rang...

He reached out to take it, and a very familiar male voice came from inside. The man's words were very brief: "Just now, Shen Cishu was paroled for medical treatment!"

"understood!"

Qiao Shiyan said expressionlessly and hung up the phone.

Beside, Meng Yan heard the man's voice, and she was horrified——

It turned out to be him!