widow of the rich

"Boss Qin, do you have anything to do with me?"

Yi Xiaoxi entered Qin Feng's study, he carefully did not close the door, and stood far away.

"...Why are you so guarded against me!" After signing the document, Qin Feng closed the document, threw it in the pile of processed documents, covered the pen, and said coldly.

Yi Xiaoxi restrained his slightly trembling legs, he tried his best to keep calm, and said: "I am a servant, you are the master, I should keep polite and distance from you."

"Master... Do you think I am the master?" Qin Feng sneered, he got up, walked to the window, looked at the sea and blue sky outside the window, and suddenly said with emotion: "He is really lucky, he got it for more than a year for no reason. In such a short period of time in my life, I can enjoy such a beautiful scenery... and such a nice person."

Of course Yi Xiaoxi knew who the man was referring to by "he".He remained silent, quietly silent.

He had something in his heart that he couldn't say, so he could only roar in his heart: This man in front of him is not worthy to talk about his dead lover!

"He is dead. He has disappeared! In the world, there is only me, Qin Feng. In the past, after he disappeared, now and in the future, I will be alone! I am Qin Feng!" The man seemed to erupt suddenly. , he turned his head and looked at Yi Xiaoxi strangely, and said with a sinister smile: "This villa belongs to me, Qin Feng! You, you Yi Xiaoxi, you also belong to me, Qin Feng!"

The man pointed at Yi Xiaoxi excitedly, grinning like a wild beast.

Yi Xiaoxi smiled silently, he was laughing and mocking, as if... deliberately trying to provoke the man in front of him.He said calmly, "Boss Qin, stop joking. My lover, he died a long time ago."

"Shut up!" Qin Feng walked over a few steps, grabbed Yi Xiaoxi's chin, and forced him to look up at him!

"Xiaoxi, look at me carefully, look at me! I am Qin Feng, and I am your lover Qin Feng! Have you seen clearly? Huh?"

"You're not." Yi Xiaoxi laughed mockingly, he had a nice smile, his eyes were bright, he knew exactly what he was talking about and what he was doing.

"You deliberately provoked me?" The man panted heavily, he was irritated, and Yi Xiaoxi successfully irritated him.

"I'll prove it to you, the person you love is me!" He slammed Yi Xiaoxi into the wall, he grabbed Yi Xiaoxi's shoulder to prevent him from moving, under his strong resistance, Still persistently kissed his lips.

Yi Xiaoxi's eyes widened, he bit the man's lip violently, and said angrily, "Go away, don't touch me!"

"……roll."

The man took a step back, his eyes gleamed fiercely, he wiped the blood from his lips, and there seemed to be some kind of strange light in his eyes.

Yi Xiaoxi wiped her mouth, walked out with a pale face.

He did it on purpose.

He has a cooperation with Julie Ting, just now this is just a part of the cooperation, what he should do.

Now in this villa, only at night, after he returned to his room, would he feel at ease.

In his room, there is his lover and his children.He will feel extremely warm and nostalgic.

"Don't come out, I'm afraid of being seen by others, you will be in danger." Yi Xiaoxi hid herself in the quilt, held the mirror, and whispered.

"Don't worry, I... will do it." He said to the mirror.

The urn on the table trembled a little.

Yi Xiaoxi got out from under the quilt, sighed, and carried the urn over.

Even though the door was locked, he was still uneasy and tried to keep his voice down.

"Be quiet, sweetie. I'll let you out without making a sound."

He carefully opened the urn and let out a puff of breath. There was already a child sitting on the bed with a face full of anger.

The child was covered in blood, but it was an illusion, and the quilt would not really be stained red.

"Father is so biased. He won't talk to Xiaojun first when he comes back. Hmph. Dad knows that he loves Daddy, and he doesn't love Xiaojun at all."

"...you child, you can talk nonsense." Yi Xiaoxi chuckled, hugged the child in his arms, and coaxed: "Xiaojun is so good, slept well today in daddy's ashes ah?"

Xiaojun is the name he and Qin Feng gave the child.This kid also likes this name very much.Suddenly he had the status of a legitimate son, as if he had received some kind of recognition.

"It's boring. Xiaojun wants to come out, Dad, can Xiaojun come out to play during the day tomorrow?" The child raised his head, stared at Yi Xiaoxi, and asked with hope in his eyes.

"...Impossible." Yi Xiaoxi felt pain in his heart. He touched the child's wet hair and said distressedly: "Now there are villains in the villa, and my father is afraid that Xiaojun will be hurt by them. So, during the day, You must not come out, understand?"

"...Well, Xiaojun understands." Although the child looked disappointed, he nodded sensiblely. "dad……"

"Ok?"

The child looked at Yi Xiaoxi seriously, and said, "Dad, you must protect yourself! If bad people come to hurt Dad, Xiaojun will rush out to protect Dad!"

"Okay, I got it. Daddy loves you... Daddy loves you too. Xiaojun, go back obediently." Yi Xiaoxi took the urn and patted the child. The child was reluctant but obedient, and went back into the urn inside.

After closing the lid, Yi Xiaoxi returned the urn to its original position.He lay back on the bed, recalling all the things that happened these days, not only felt like a world away.

Tired, really... so tired.

But for his lover and his children, no matter what he does, he must persevere.

He touched his stomach in the quilt, almost three months.During this period of time, his child grew up bit by bit, absorbing nutrients from his body bit by bit, and grew up.

Really, so looking forward to, so touched.

"Xiao Xing, you must be healthy and healthy, you know?" He gently stroked his stomach, and gradually fell asleep.

Drowsy, groggy.

His body... seemed a little cold.

Yi Xiaoxi threw a hand out indiscriminately, but hit something.

"Hmm..." He murmured, frowned, and opened his eyes, but the man in the light that came in after the door was opened was startled!

"You, you are...how did you get in!"

"All the rooms here are mine, why can't I come in?"

The man smiled contemptuously.

He stretched out his hand to touch Yi Xiaoxi's body, whose quilt had been thrown off, and said in a faint voice, "Why did you deliberately provoke me during the day? You missed me and came to you at night, right? Xiaoxi, I love you , don't reject me."