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

Qiao Jinfan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He looked at his wife chatting with the handsome man under the banyan tree. There was an indescribable relaxation on her face, which was different from the way she was with him as her husband.

The man had a gentle temperament and did not look like an ordinary teacher. Moreover, the look in his eyes when he looked at Chen Anan was definitely not innocent, but contained a hint of admiration that he could not conceal.

Men know men best.

If a man is willing to chat with a woman outside in the middle of winter, it means he is either after her sex or love. Qiao Jinfan doesn't think he is that magnanimous, so he didn't give them much time and walked over there.

"An'an."

One step away, Qiao Jinfan called his wife.

Chen Anan turned her head to look at him blankly. It was obvious that she didn't expect him to come and pick her up from get off work. After a while, Qiao Jinfan stretched out his hand towards Qi Jing: "Qiao Jinfan, Chen Anan's husband."

Qi Jing was also a surprise.

He was no stranger to Qiao Jinfan, the president of Qiao Group, but he was unfamiliar with the identity of Chen Anan's husband. Didn't he have a scandal with a female star a few days ago, and now they are showing off their loving couple again.

Qi Jing likes Chen Anan.

But he was an outsider after all. His identity was at most Chen Anan's boss and colleague, nothing more. He didn't want to cause discord between the couple because of him, so he quickly reached out his hand and shook hands with him: "Qi Jing! The vice principal of this school."

Qiao Jinfan let go after holding her: "It turned out to be Principal Qi."

Then he turned his head to look at his wife: "We are home."

Chen Anan said goodbye to Qi Jing: "See you, Principal Qi."

Qi Jing stood under the dim yellow street lights and smiled slightly: "Goodbye. By the way, I want to say Happy New Year in advance."

Chen Anan was stunned for a second or two.

Later, she also smiled and said, "Happy New Year to you too."

……

This one or two seconds of hesitation was too ambiguous for Qiao Jinfan as a husband, but out of courtesy he did not say a word.

After getting in the car, Chen Anan looked at Qiao Jinfan in the driver's seat: "Where's your driver?"

"I let him go first."

Qiao Jinfan held the steering wheel with both hands, stroking it gently, and seemed to think for a moment before saying, "You have a good relationship with that Qi Jing? I haven't heard you mention him before, and it seems that we didn't invite him when we got married."

He was testing it overtly and covertly.

If Chen Anan couldn't hear it, she would be stupid.

She sat upright, looking at the front of the car, and said calmly, "It's just an ordinary colleague relationship! You don't have to doubt that there is anything between me and him. Don't worry, I won't do anything to humiliate your reputation, and I won't embarrass you outside."

Qiao Jinfan tilted his head and looked at her quietly.

After a while, he almost whispered, "He likes you."

Chen Anan did not explain, but there was a hint of moisture in her eyes.

Qiao Jinfan slowed down his tone: "I believe you." He was about to step on the accelerator when his eyes were attracted by a small object. It was the emergency medicine that Chen Anan threw away early in the morning. The small pill and the medicine box were thrown inside.

Qiao Jinfan picked up the things.

He looked at the box and pills for a long time, and then asked his wife softly, "You don't want to have a child for now? Why didn't you discuss it with me? Why didn't you take the pills in the end?"

The atmosphere in the car was cramped.

Two almost strangers, a man and a woman, did intimate things together every night to conceive a child, and now they were discussing why she didn't want to have a child.

Chen Anan could hardly breathe.

After a while, she spoke softly: "When I was taking the medicine, I suddenly felt that our marriage was not that bad, so I stopped taking it! Qiao Jinfan, if you feel that you can't tolerate this matter, why don't we..."

"Not as good as what?"

Qiao Jinfan stroked the steering wheel slowly, and his handsome face showed no emotion. He looked at his wife steadily and asked, "How about a divorce? Then you can finally get married with that lover Qi Xiao?"

His words were really unpleasant.

Chen Anan opened the car door and wanted to get out, but someone grabbed her wrist. She turned her head to look at him, her eyes were red because of grievance. Compared with her, Qiao Jinfan seemed much calmer: "Are you angry?"

He rarely spoke to his wife like this.

They have always been respectful to each other, but a female star, a vice-president and a box of pills have successfully torn off the cloak of peace between them. They actually quarrel and get angry and jealous like ordinary couples, although these are more of a possessive desire for status.

She was his Mrs. Joe, and he would not allow other men to have any illusions.

Chen Anan's eyes turned redder, and she couldn't help asking, "Qiao Jinfan, what do you want to do?"

【What do you think? 】

Qiao Jinfan uttered two extremely dissolute and shameful words. If Chen Anan hadn't heard it with her own ears, she simply couldn't believe that this was her wealthy husband who looked so serious, even though he had been so hot and passionate at night.

At this moment, he held her slender wrist.

That delicate spot was repeatedly and sexily caressed by the man's slightly rough fingertips, causing it to burn involuntarily, as if countless electric currents were flowing through there, straight to all parts of the body.

The feeling was so erotic and itchy that Chen Anan couldn't put it into words, let alone describe it.

She could only look at him, trembling all over.

Qiao Jinfan's pair of black eyes were tinged with abstinence, staring straight at his wife. He spoke slowly, "We're not going home for dinner. Let's go to the hotel to eat."

Chen Anan's heart beat faster.

She didn't understand what he meant.

Qiao Jinfan had already stepped on the accelerator and was driving very fast. He accurately found the best five-star hotel nearby without the navigation. When the car stopped in the parking lot in the front yard, Chen Anan was still struggling: "I think we should go home to eat! The food outside is not very appetizing."

There was a click.

Qiao Jinfan unbuckled his seat belt.

He glanced sideways at his wife, then called the person in charge of the hotel.

It turned out that this hotel was owned by the Qiao Group. He instructed the female person in charge to send two boxes of that thing to the presidential suite. He also prepared silk pajamas and a Michelin meal for Chen Anan because his wife was pampered and not used to hotel things.

When he gave these instructions, his expression was normal, as if he was handling official business in the company.

Especially the way he said [xxl].

Chen Anan was too embarrassed to get off the car.

Qiao Jinfan got out of the car first. He walked around, opened the passenger door, and looked down at his wife with an indifferent expression: "Do you want to walk by yourself or do you want me to carry you upstairs?"

Chen Anan stayed in the car for a while and finally had to get off.

The hotel front desk was in a mess because the female person in charge had misunderstood. She thought Mr. Qiao was bringing other women with him. She didn't expect it to be Chen Anan, the real Mrs. Qiao.

So, when Qiao Jinfan and his wife walked into the lobby——

Silence!

The female manager trembled and handed over the things, as well as a room card for the presidential suite. Her tone was not clear when she spoke: "Mr. Qiao, it's what you asked for! Mr. Qiao and Mrs. Qiao have fun."