Chapter Eight Wife, Be Professional
"What do you think?"
He had no temper at all for the cigarette being extinguished. He leaned against the sofa, staring at Yin Qianyue with deep eyes meaningfully.
Yin Qianyue's face was inexplicably red.
I don't know if the two met too few times, but she still felt...
He Dongchen is a bit too handsome.
It would be even better if your mind was calmer and smarter.
"come over."
He Dongchen stretched out his hand to Yin Qianyue.
It seemed as if there was a special magic. Yin Qianyue's heart beat faster, her mind was blank, and she was confused and put her hand in his palm.
She sat down next to He Dongchen, and the two of them snuggled together, and she felt his warmth coming.
"What are you... going to do?"
He Dongchen snorted softly and said, "How is it? Mom, I have said a long time ago, Qianyue and I have no problem."
"What?"
Yin Qianyue was puzzled and saw He Dongchen pointing to the coffee table in confusion.
Only then did she realize that the laptop on the coffee table was on, and He Dongchen's parents were on the screen.
She blushed in an instant and subconsciously wanted to escape.
He Dongchen discovered her intention and held her tighter with his arms closed.
"Say hello to your parents." He Dongchen leaned into Yin Qianyue's ears, lowered his voice and said, "Be more professional."
After saying that, he didn't forget to kiss her on the face.
This made Yin Qianyue suddenly remember her contract marriage with He Dongchen.
She took a deep breath and shouted "Mom and Dad" enthusiastically at the computer screen.
He Dongchen's parents have settled abroad all year round, and Yin Qianyue has only seen them once when he got a marriage certificate with He Dongchen.
"It's good that you're fine. Every time I see us, A Chen is alone, and I'm worried that you will have a bad relationship."
"Mom, we're fine... Dongchen is very nice to me."
"Wife, be good." He Dongchen patted Yin Qianyue's head docilely, chatted with his parents about other things and then hung up.
Yin Qianyue felt relieved.
"I still can't bear to let go?"
He Dongchen's voice returned to coldness, and Yin Qianyue immediately jumped up and sat on the other side of the sofa.
"There's nothing else? Then I... well..."
As soon as Yin Qianyue finished speaking, He Dongchen rushed over and overwhelmed her on the sofa.
"No, tonight...I want you to fulfill your obligation to be a wife."
"You don't have a fever..."
“It’s…another obligation.”
He Dongchen's palm fell on Yin Qianyue's waist and pulled it hard.
Yin Qianyue closed her eyes and let He Dongchen pick her up and walk into the room.
When she woke up the next morning, Yin Qianyue felt sore and ache all over her body. She looked around and He Dongchen was gone.
She was vaguely disappointed. Looking at the clothes scattered on the ground, those beautiful pictures couldn't help but appear in her mind.
She got out of bed and opened the curtains. The warm sunlight shone in, and her heart suddenly became clear.
Yin Qianyue was about to leave, but turned around and saw a set of clothes neatly placed on the sofa beside the bed.
She walked forward and gently stroked her fingers.
She knew that this was what He Dongchen left for her to replace.
This man...
Yin Qianyue is always unpredictable.
He is sometimes cold and sometimes gentle, as it is as cloudy as the weather is unpredictable.
but……
Yin Qianyue remembered the scene when he protected her last night.
"Since our contract is not over yet, I will... be a good wife again."
Yin Qianyue made a secret decision and entered the bathroom in a happy mood to wash.
The draft went smoothly and entered the finals a few days later.
After many days of observation, Yin Qianyue had already seen the trick, and who was the champion was almost about to come out.
The competition ended on the day, and people in the studio flocked out, but they were still unsatisfied.
The stars as judges also walked out of the building, and the fans around the door were enthusiastic, constantly calling out the names of their idols.
Dong Haoxue was a little upset. She looked up and saw He Dongchen's car parked by the fountain not far away.
She winked at the assistant, and the assistant immediately asked the bodyguard to come forward and clear the fanatical fans away to cover Dong Haoxue up and get into He Dongchen's car.
"Dongchen, hurry up... drive."
He Dongchen frowned slightly. He stopped here to wait for Yin Qianyue to come out.
"Quick." Dong Haoxue acted coquettishly and held He Dongchen's arm, "I don't want to be disturbed by those fans. Tonight, I just want to be with you."
Dong Haoxue leaned against He Dongchen's shoulder and smiled gently and charmingly.
The driver sitting in the cab looked into the rearview mirror and asked He Dongchen for instructions.
He Dongchen hesitated a little and nodded slightly.
The driver started the car and left slowly.
Yin Qianyue waited until the crowd almost faded before walking out of the building. She took out her cell phone while walking.
"Hi, Qianyue, do you want to go to the squat tonight?"
A colleague waved to her and said hello.
"I won't go, I'll have something to do tonight."
"Then I'll go by myself." My colleagues walked towards the parking lot with Yin Qianyue, "If I dig up the exclusive, don't be jealous of me."
Yin Qianyue smiled and waved goodbye to her colleagues, and drove to a nearby supermarket.
Today is He Dongchen's birthday. She decided to prepare a rich dinner for He Dongchen himself and make a cake with her own hands.
This guy is usually cold. When his subordinates see him, they are like mice and cats. They must not feel the warmth of ordinary people.
She had to let him know what warmth from the family was.
Yin Qianyue was busy for several hours, and he waited until 8:30 in the evening, and He Dongchen did not come back.
Finally, she couldn't help calling He Dongchen.
But the ringtone rang a few times and then it was hung up.
"You are with me now, I don't want you to answer the calls from other women." Dong Haoxue raised the red wine glass with one hand, snatched He Dongchen's cell phone with the other hand, hung up and threw it aside.
He Dongchen didn't have time to see the caller ID clearly and continued to lower his head to eat steak. "How do you know it's a woman?"
"Intuition." Dong Haoxue smiled charmingly.
She was already a little drunk. She stared at He Dongchen, stood up and staggered to him, snatched the knife and fork in his hand, and sat on his lap.
A pair of soft and boneless hands wrapped around He Dongchen's neck.
"Dongchen, do you know... I have never fallen in love with anyone else again after I parted with you."
Dong Haoxue approached He Dongchen, pressed against his forehead, and sobbed gently. "I miss you so much... I miss you so much that you can come back to me."
He Dongchen's heart was filled with ripples, and scenes of past events came to his heart, and pain and happiness were intertwined.
"Dongchen..." Dong Haoxue took the initiative to kiss He Dongchen's lips.
He Dongchen's heart melted little by little, his clenched fists loosened, and he couldn't help but hugging Dong Haoxue tightly.
Chapter completed!