My poor boyfriend became the richest man after being dumped by me

The decoration style of He's house is luxurious, and the ostentation is grand. Su Qiao walked through three doors before entering the hall. The floor is covered with a deep red carpet, and the furniture is in a white and gold color scheme, which is gorgeous and rich.

The French brown wood dining table is filled with steaming hot food, which is fragrant and exquisite.

The crystal chandelier shone brightly, and the middle-aged man smiled kindly, "Knowing that you came back, I specially ordered the kitchen to cook a New Year's Eve dinner to make up for your New Year's Eve."

He was talking, but before his butt touched the chair, he stood up again when he saw that He Zhijin was motionless, "The food is not to your liking?"

He Zhijin pulled back the stool and lifted his chin, Su Qiao sat down, the silver tableware on the table gleamed under the lamp, the Su family also had a set in the past, Su's father brought it back from England, and used it when entertaining distinguished guests.

The Su family couldn’t afford to sell such a big manor, but the follow-up expenses are expensive. There must be hundreds of servants, a team of gardeners for weeding, and a security system. Counting everything, one Monthly expenses are outrageous.

Even if you can afford it, you can't afford it.

He Zhijin sat next to him, and when he sat down, the others sat down one by one. Except for the men, everyone looked at their noses and their hearts, and reached an inexplicable harmony.

"Su Qiao, this..." He Zhijin looked at the middle-aged man sitting in the main seat.

It stopped abruptly, and the middle-aged man smiled slightly, "I am his father, He Yuanwei."

"Hi Uncle, I'm Su Qiao." Su Qiao was polite.

The man smiled, and took the initiative to introduce the people on the table. The sisters of the He family, Zhao Muxue who had met once, were also among them, and smiled at Su Qiao.

Su Qiao was relieved that he didn't see He Zhijin's biological mother today, that charming woman.

If he really saw it, he wouldn't be able to explain it.

He Yuanwei talked about investment. Wu Dong has been invincible in the real estate market in the past few years. With a large amount of low-cost land in first-tier cities, he will be invincible in the real estate market in the next few years.

Although He Yuanwei is currently unemployed at home, he is still young and still wants to make investments and realize social value. Every time he talks about a project, he has to ask He Zhijin for his opinion. It seems that He Zhijin nodded before he dared to let go.

While eating, Su Qiao listened to each other, which was very interesting. Regarding He Yuanwei, he occasionally heard Su's father's friend mention it, but he didn't know it was He Zhijin's biological father at the time.

Those elders are all in the business circle of Hunrong City, and they are the only ones who come and go. Regarding He Yuanwei, it is rumored that he is ruthless and merciless. He will disown his relatives whenever he gets involved with money. the meaning of.

Those who do business with him should be careful, for fear that there will be no bones left after being eaten by him.

Such a character, in front of He Zhijin, looks like a child. If he didn't mention it, Su Qiao would have thought that He Zhijin was He Yuanwei's father.

He Zhijin picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks, carefully picked out the fishbone, and handed it to Su Qiao's mouth.

Su Qiao was slightly stunned, the steaming fish fillet was delicious, facing He Yuanwei's scrutinizing gaze, she opened her mouth and ate it with difficulty.

The housekeeper held the towel, "Mr. Su, the guest room is ready for you, do you want to go and have a look?"

Su Qiao stood up, and He Zhijin put down the chopsticks in his hand, and glanced at Su Qiao with ambiguous eyes, "Uncle Fang, no, he's timid, I need to hug him to fall asleep."

Su Qiao's 1.8-meter-three big man lowered his head cooperatively, pretending to be embarrassed.

When it comes to acting skills, He Zhijin is more like an actor than him.

"Ah... yes." Uncle Fang looked at the two with satisfaction.

The He family members at the table didn't know anything, only He Yuanwei looked ugly.

After eating, He Zhijin and He Yuanwei went to the study together to discuss matters.

Su Qiao took off her stuffy coat and put it on her arms. Wearing a sweater, she walked slowly, looking at the oil paintings on the wall of the He family mansion.

"Mr. Su, do you want dessert?" The well-dressed Uncle Fang in a suit followed behind him.

Su Qiao shook her head, "Thank you, I don't need it for now."

Uncle Fang followed him step by step, and said sincerely: "Mr. Su, I'm so glad that the young master can disclose his relationship with you."

Facing such an old man, Su Qiao felt guilty, "We are just trying to fall in love."

"It's different." Uncle Fang smiled and looked at Su Qiao, "I've never seen the way the young master looks at you. You must be very special to him."

Su Qiao denied it with a smile, "Uncle, he looks at me the same way he looks at others."

Uncle Fang shook his head, thinking of the past, his expression was gloomy, "Don't be afraid of Mr. Su's jokes, the young master is my half son, he has survived these years, but he has never smiled sincerely on his face, I know there is something missing in his heart.

"Mr. Su, I think you are the part that the young master lacks in his heart." Uncle Fang looked at Su Qiao with burning eyes.

Su Qiao couldn't bear to expose the housekeeper's beautiful fantasy, he and He Zhijin had nothing, even if they had, it was all a matter of old sesame seed and rotten millet.

Su Qiao didn't know much about business matters, but Su Lihua's arduous entrepreneurial history has always been remembered in his heart. To be able to make Wu Dong's business so big, the hard work behind it is unpredictable.

He was not surprised by He Zhijin's hard work behind the scenes. When he first fell in love with He Zhijin, he was very curious that there were such people in the world.

Su Qiao went to school to skip classes, play games, go to bars, and do all sorts of unscrupulous things. He Zhijin was the complete opposite of him.

Su Qiao once even wondered if his brain didn't have a valve to secrete the word "enjoyment", otherwise how could someone live such a boring life, how boring is it to study day after day?

Later, he tried hard and softly, and finally caught up with him, and gradually got to know people like He Zhijin.

They have a detailed and careful life plan, and they are moving towards their goals step by step. No matter how beautiful the flowers along the road are, they cannot stop their footsteps and will not stop for anyone.

Su Qiao once let him stay, and even had the honor to be a part of his life plan, but at that time, he was young, rich, beautiful, and possessed everything that others could only dream of. To him, this relationship was just an insignificant episode.

They are originally people from two worlds, no matter their personalities, family temperaments, they are completely opposite.

If it weren't for the restlessness of adolescence that twisted the two of them together, there might not be any intersection in this life.

In the evening, Su Qiao lived in the same room with He Zhijin as a matter of course, and the servant thoughtfully prepared a new set of pajamas.

After taking a shower, Su Qiao changed into her pajamas, buttoned them up to her neckline one by one, making sure that nothing was exposed, pushed open the bathroom door, and walked out slowly.

With his back facing him, He Zhijin's back was straight and lonely, with his elbows resting on the semi-circular balcony railing, and a square wine glass was placed on the table, and the amber liquid was rippling.

Su Qiao sat on the edge of the bed, kicking her legs lazily. Looking at it from this angle, He Zhijin's buttocks are quite upturned, with a small arc propped up under the soft pajamas, and above that is the suddenly tightened waistline, with firm texture , without a trace of excess meat.

Don't look skinny, she has good physical strength, Su Qiao thought about it secretly, her whole body was hot, and her ears were also hot.

He Zhijin took a sip of the wine, relieved his glass, and walked over, "Thank you for your hard work today."

"It's not hard work, it's not hard work." Su Qiao felt guilty, and immediately sat upright.

He Zhijin sat on one side, and the soft bed collapsed, "How did you explain to your parents?"

Su Qiao's elbow touched a piece of warmth, and she avoided it without a trace, "My father and mother went to the airport to pick up my brother today. I don't know that I'm spending the night outside."

"Okay, I'll take you back tomorrow morning." He Zhijin looked at his side face, and the sweet scent of bath liquid on Su Qiao's body was filled with his breath, and it entered the trachea along the breath.

Su Qiao turned her face to avoid his gaze, "Your family members look weird."

Except for He Yuanwei, everyone at the dining table was silent and well-bred, and seemed to have no curiosity at all.

He Yuanwei's attitude was even more strange. When Su Qiao confessed that he liked boys, Su Lihua's hands trembled angrily, and his palms hung in the air, but he couldn't bear to slap them down. He waited for a few months before accepting his "special ".

Even so open-minded, Su Qiao brightly brought a man back, Su Lihua still had a gloomy face, he would be like He Yuanwei, indifferent, indifferent.

"Really?" He Zhijin paused.

Without thinking, Su Qiao said, "Yes, they all seem a little afraid of you?"

The tone is not quite sure.

He Zhijin coughed a few times in time, and Su Qiao reached out and touched his forehead lightly, "Have you had a fever yet?"

"Well, it's not completely healed yet." He Zhijin frowned slightly.

After forgetting what she said just now, Su Qiao was about to get up when a warm hand grasped her wrist. Turning her head, He Zhijin asked in a low hoarse voice, "Where are you going?"

"I'll find some medicine for you. If you are sick, you have to take medicine."

"Need not."

Su Qiao sat down, and He Zhijin held the back of his head with one hand, and pulled the distance between the two of them closer, his eyes darkened slightly, and his voice was as calm as water, "Su Qiao, I need to prepare something for them to see."

This posture was not right, Su Qiao's heart was beating wildly, she shrank back a bit, He Zhijin pulled her closer with her palm, and said in an unhappy tone, "Don't move."

Su Qiao's back was stiff, He Zhijin's face slowly enlarged in front of her eyes, her light-colored lips were thin and sexy, and the sound of each other's breathing exploded in the air like fireworks.

The bitter scent of whiskey was brought to Su Qiao's mouth, his nervous face turned pale, the moment he stuck it, the expected thing did not happen, He Zhijin's lips lightly touched the corner of his chin.

Su Qiao subconsciously wanted to hide, but she didn't. He Zhijin inserted one hand into his hair, and her cool lips touched the line of his side neck. Seriously means.

Su Qiao raised his head halfway, his face was hot, the copper chandelier on the dome was warm and not bright, but he couldn't open his eyes, wanted to hum a few times, and immediately pursed his lips into a light pink line.

"Are you ready?" Su Qiao adjusted her breathing.

He Zhijin raised his head and suppressed his beating heart. There were ambiguous marks on Su Qiaoxiu's long and clean neck. He squinted his eyes and took a deep breath, "Yeah."

He lowered his eyes and was about to stand up. From the corner of his eyes, he saw something unusual on Su Qiao's body. The thin pajamas couldn't cover it. He laughed dumbly. Su Qiao followed his gaze and immediately reached out to grab the pillow on the bed. I have the heart to want to die.

"do not move."

This time the voice was a soft croon.

Su Qiao has everything under his control.

Su Qiao has read a document that smart people often have better skills than ordinary people when they do other "devious ways". He Zhijin is an example.

His head was in a trance, his ears were buzzing, his fingers were trembling, and he didn't understand how he had come to this point.

They used to be as sweet as honey. He Zhijin knew every part of him very well, and he was extraordinarily focused and serious, as if he was completing the work.

Warm lights danced on his straight nose bridge, black hair tips, Su Qiao closed her eyes, her breath was sticky, and a strong nasal voice flowed out.

"Don't make a sound." He Zhijin's body tensed up, this kind of Su Qiao was too familiar, but she used to be more delicate than now, always moaning and chirping, like a cat.

After a long time, He Zhijin stood up, and Su Qiao was slumped on the bed with no strength. He Zhijin took out a few pieces of paper and wiped his palms slowly.

Su Qiao raised her weak arm, pointed at his thin jaw, "Wipe here too." After finishing speaking, her face was so hot that she couldn't see anyone, covered her face with her hands, and whispered: "Mr. He, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to of."

It's okay if it's on purpose.

He Zhijin licked his chin, folded the tissues and threw them into the trash can, and said calmly, "It's okay."

Su Qiao opened her fingers, He Zhijin walked into the bathroom, and the translucent frosted glass door closed. A moment later, the sound of suppressed breathing entered Su Qiao's ears, burning clearly in the silent night.

Su Qiao buried her face in the pillow like an ostrich, brother, I'm sorry, I can't be a gourd baby with you.

This kind of hospitality is too warm and deserves it.

He Zhijin is really an upright gentleman, he is so kind to him, he doesn't want a name, he doesn't want to make a profit, what is he trying to do?