[Quick travel] It's all because the host is so charming

"President Qi, what a coincidence, you're eating here too?" Yan Yufeng walked into the box and knocked on the wall, "Oh, isn't this Mrs. Qi? Why, candlelight dinner?"

Qi Yan glanced at him, and said angrily, "Say something quickly."

"That," Yan Yufeng rubbed his hands, hooked his shoulders and whispered, "I have something to do here, I'm in a hurry, come out for a while, buddy, just help me with this."

Qi Yan gave him a strange look: "You'd better not cheat me."

"Where can it be..." Yan Yufeng touched his nose with some guilt.

"Let's go." Qi Yan took off his dark blue suit jacket and put it on the back of the chair. The white shirt inside outlined his perfect figure.

"Just wait here for me, I'll be right back." Qi Yan rubbed Song Qi's hair, and followed Yan Yufeng out of the box.

Song Qi continued to lower his head and eat his food quietly.

"Song Qi." A shadow suddenly enveloped him, and Song Qi raised his head blankly holding the chopsticks, facing Xue Ke's unruly handsome face with tough features.

"Hey, Xue Ke? Why are you here?"

"Come with me." Xue Ke grabbed his wrist and pulled him to the balcony.

"Is it true that you married Qi Yan?" Xue Ke's expression was rare and serious.

Song Qi didn't expect him to ask this, so he stammered, "Ah, yes... Actually it's not really..."

"What does it mean?" Xue Ke took a step forward and held his shoulder, "Is it or isn't it? Give me an accurate answer!"

"Yes," Song Qi knew that Xue Ke and the original owner grew up together, and they were good buddies with a deep friendship. It's really unreasonable to keep this matter hidden until now, "I married him. It's just a hidden marriage, only the Qi and Song families know about it."

"Why the secret marriage?" Xue Ke keenly grasped the key point, and asked the question to the end even if he broke the casserole.

Song Qi sighed, and whispered, "Because this is just a business marriage."

"what?!"

"That bastard Song Min, just sold you out like this?" Xue Ke couldn't hold back and kicked over the flowerpot next to him, walked back and forth a few steps, and cursed secretly, "There is such a big brother like him!" ?"

Song Qi thought that the original owner's brother couldn't be blamed for this, because the original owner had always been secretly in love with Qi Yan, and he was the one who proposed the bad idea of ​​marriage to his brother.At the time when the Qi and Song families were cooperating on a huge government project, with Song Qi's reassurance, the temptations and vigilance of both parties would be much less.

"So you don't like Qi Yan, right?" Xue Ke looked at Song Qi, his dark and deep eyes seemed to be looking for a certain answer, "You only stayed with him because you were forced to do so, right? ?”

Song Qi didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Is that so?

Was he really not moved by Qi Yan at all?

"Why didn't you answer me?" Xue Ke gently shook his shoulders, his usually rebellious face was filled with urgent anxiety, "Could it be that you have fallen in love with him?"

"How...how is it possible!" Song Qi was taken aback by his suddenly louder volume, "I don't like him."

The four words "I like Qi Yan" were like a thorn in Song Qi's heart, which could not be pulled out, could not be forgotten, and echoed in his mind for a long time.

How could he like Qi Yan?

He is destined to be only a vicious male supporting role in a script, just an indispensable supporting role and foil in other people's love, if he is really moved, then nothing but doom awaits him.

So don't like it and can't like it.

"I knew you didn't really like him." Xue Ke breathed a sigh of relief, the tense expression on his face relaxed a little, stepped forward and hugged Song Qi into his arms, and said softly, "Song Qi, actually, I......"

"What are you doing?" Qi Yan stood at the door for an unknown how long, his face was a little gloomy, and his voice was cold, it was more piercing than the evening wind blowing from the river.

[The blackening value of the target person is +10, and the current cumulative blackening value is 30. 】

Song Qi didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a moment.

Xue Ke held him in his arms to prevent him from moving, and slightly raised his head to meet Qi Yan's gloomy gaze.

"You can ask whatever you want. What the Song family can bring to you, the Xue family can also give to you. There's no need to waste him in vain and use him as a tool."

"Oh?" Qi Yan curled the corner of his lower lip coldly, "You understand it very well? So what is Master Xue's request?"

"Divorce Song Qi." Xue Ke said firmly, "Since we don't like each other, what's the need for being together?"

"Master Xue is too self-righteous, right? How do you know that we don't like each other?" Qi Yan looked at Song Qi, the corners of his lips softened, "Our husband and wife relationship is harmonious, don't worry about it."

"Really?" Xue Ke laughed mockingly, let go of Song Qi, and let him face Qi Yan, "Then let Song Qi tell himself, does he like you or not?"

Song Qi lowered her head, she could almost feel Qi Yan's substantial gaze on her face, and her heart began to feel pain like needle pricks.

"Tell him the answer, Qiqi." Qi Yan said softly, it was the first time he called him Qiqi, his tone was so soft and slow, but it cruelly signaled the end of a beautiful dream.

"I...I don't like you, Qi Yan," Song Qi clenched her hands into fists by her side, and said slowly, "I've never liked you before."

[The blackening value of the target person is +20, and the current cumulative blackening value is 50. 】

"Is that so..." Qi Yan suddenly smiled, his white shirt was particularly eye-catching in the dark, and it hurt Song Qi's eyes severely.

Song Qi clenched the corner of her clothes, silently waiting for Qi Yan to leave angrily in the next second.

However, the expected scene did not come, the hand that was blown cold by the river wind was suddenly wrapped into the palm, and Qi Yan's deep and magnetic voice sounded above his head: "It doesn't matter if you don't like it, one day, I will let you Like mine."

"Divorce is impossible, don't even think about it." Qi Yan was rarely domineering, but had a different kind of tenderness, "You can only be mine for the rest of your life."

Song Qi froze and couldn't speak.

God, isn't he dreaming?Is this really what Qi Yan, a big prostitute and demon, can say?

Seeing that Xue Ke was so angry that he was about to rush up to beat someone with clenched fists, Yan Yufeng, the instigator of everything, hurried forward and hugged his waist: "Young Master Xue! Young Master Xue! Don't be impulsive! Impulse is the devil!"

"Devil Nima! Qi Yan, let him go!" Xue Ke stared at his legs indiscriminately. Yan Yufeng was accidentally injured in many places, but he still hugged him tightly and did not let go.

He blinked at Qi Yan: Hurry up, why are you standing there in a daze!

Qi Yan understood, and pulled the confused Song Qi out of the restaurant.

"Qi Yan, I'm a fool! I and you are at odds!" Xue Ke roared and struggled, almost pulling Yan Yufeng's pants down.

It wasn't until the figures of the two disappeared at the door that Yan Yufeng let go of Xue Ke who was in a state of rage.

The next second he received a heavy punch on the face, Xue Ke stared at him fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "You wait for me too!"

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Song Qi was led back to the villa by Qi Yan in a daze, until Qi Yan put hot water for him and asked him to take a bath, he still didn't understand one thing: How could a good script collapse like this?

Qi Yan has experience in taking care of Song Qi. During the period when Song Qi's hand was burned, he was covered almost all of it when he took a shower, washed his hair, and went to the toilet. Song Qi couldn't help but wonder, is this really a qualified overlord?Why is she such a wife?He is simply a proper little expert in life.

Where do you need to order.

"The water temperature may be a bit high, call me if you feel uncomfortable." Qi Yan was very silent all the way back, making it impossible to tell whether he was angry or not.

Song Qi felt a little uneasy, even he himself didn't know whether he wanted Qi Yan to be more angry now, or didn't want him to be more angry.

Song Qi buried herself in the bathtub, held her breath, only showing a pair of round eyes.

The human world is really complicated.

Song Qi thought dully.

He just wants to complete the tasks in this world well, why is it so difficult?

It's better to be a carefree little fox.

Thinking of Qi Yan's boring gourd-like appearance, Song Qi felt a little distressed for no reason. This person likes to keep things in his heart, and he doesn't let others see his likes and sorrows easily. What can he do if he is overwhelmed?

Song Qi bit her lip, patted the water in the bathtub carelessly with her small hands, and immediately decided to test Qi Yan to see if he was angry.

"Qi Yan," Song Qila yelled loudly, "The water is so hot, you...can you come over and adjust it for me?"

There was silence outside the door for a while, Song Qi almost thought that Qi Yan had fallen asleep, but suddenly heard the bathroom door being knocked.

"Can I come in?" Qi Yan asked him hoarsely.

Song Qi quickly sat up straight from the bathtub: "Yes... yes."

"Crack-"

The doorknob was gently turned away from the outside.

Qi Yan walked in without looking sideways, went straight to the place where the temperature was adjusted, and pressed two buttons.

"Are you alright now?" Qi Yan asked Song Qi while squatting beside the bathtub.

"Yeah," Song Qi nodded, with a blush from the hot water on her face, "Thank you."

"It's okay." Qi Yan stood up and prepared to go out.

ha?

gone?

gone? ? ?

Usually at this time, Qi Yan is not so disciplined.

Does that mean he's still secretly angry?

Song Qi quickly stretched out her white and tender feet to hook him.

The drops of water on his feet cast a deep meaning on Qi Yan's suit pants, which made the always meticulous Mr. Qi feel a little more embarrassed.

"Qi Yan, you..." Song Qi looked at him pitifully, "Can you wash it for me?"

"No..." Qi Yan rolled his Adam's apple silently, turned his back to him and said, "You wash it yourself."

"Why?" Song Qi pouted, and instinctively told him that Qi Yan was angry, so Song Qi tried every means to coax him, "Are you still angry with me?"

"Do you think I shouldn't be angry?" Qi Yan turned half of his face and asked him back.

Look at the tone.

That must be angry.

Song Qi thought firmly.

"I'm sorry... If I hurt you, I apologize." Song Qi stretched out her hand, and carefully hooked Gou Qiyan's little finger.

"Song Qi," the veins on the side of Qi Yan's neck twitched, he turned around unbearably, grabbed Song Qi's slender neck, and said harshly, "Since you don't like me, why are you doing this again?" Seduce me?"

"Is it fun?"