"I……"

Two flushings appeared on Qu Xitang's fair face, and the light and shadow fell into her clear pupils, and the light shone thinly like starry sky.

"What's wrong?" Anna thought she was shy and pushed her with her elbow teasingly, "Are you married, are you embarrassed?"

"I don't mean that..." Qu Xitang was worried that Anna could see the clues, and smiled slightly, and couldn't help but hesitate.

Xixi beside her was filled with energy and couldn't help but praise her beauty. She looked at the tie in the window, and her eyes were slightly touched and understood.

Immediately, she handed the bank card to the shopping guide and smiled: "Please help me wrap it up."

The air in late summer is mixed with a hint of coolness, no longer as hot as before in the evening breeze, the willow trees are depressed and the breeze blows on your face.

In the glass house in the Qi family's back garden, flowers are blooming in an attempt to bloom.

The fruit trees on the back mountain look at it, with layers of orange and yellow, with green leaves dotted therein, and sometimes they blend into the sunset in the sky, like a colorful oil painting.

"Qi Mohan didn't go to bed last night, and today he went to the company without breakfast?"

As soon as Qu Xitang went downstairs, he saw the servants taking back the unmoved breakfast back to the kitchen and frowned unhappily.

"The 50th anniversary of the Qi Group is coming, and it is understandable that the young master is busy. Please don't be angry..."

The butler saw it and felt ache in his heart. Although he didn't want to see Qi Mohan ruin his body, he had no choice.

Qu Xitang sneered undeniably and told the servant not to prepare his own breakfast, so he went back to the room.

Anna and the butler who had just walked into the restaurant looked at each other, "Is they... quarreling?"

The butler looked solemn and shook his head: "I can't spy on the private affairs of the young master and his wife. Miss Anna, I'll go and do it first."

Qi Group, President's Office

"President, the appointment at 2:00 pm and the meeting at 5:00 pm are all ready, and this document needs to be signed..."

Qiu Song was so busy that his feet were not touching the ground during this period, and his nerves were tight, which made him numb and his speech was in a mechanical tone.

Qi Mohan, who was looking down at the document, did not respond to his words at all.

Men with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes and sharp-edged facial features always give people a sense of sinisterness and frightening.

"And...Miss Qu..."

Qiu Song took out his cell phone and looked at the text message sent by Qu Xitang. His eyebrows were bent, and he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

The nervousness of the past few days has been much more relaxed when I saw the message she sent.

"Um?"

Qi Mohan subconsciously glanced at his phone. The screen was not lit, and there was no SMS ringtone reminder.

His long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering up the emotions in his eyes, and noticed that Qiu Song's figure was slightly shaking, and his deep eyes coldly met his eyes.

"Ms. Qu asked you to go back early tonight...or else, I'll let you stay in the yard."

Qiu Song vowed that the only one who dared to talk to Qi Mohan in the entire A city was Qu Xitang.

He quickly coughed and returned to his expressionless face, "Do you think you want it..."

"The evening meeting was changed to a video conference, and I'll go back early."

Qi Mohan's clear bones tapped the table with his fingers, looked at him carefully, and raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows gently.

After a while, he raised his eyelids, glanced at Qiu Song, and hooked his fingers.

Qiu Song knew it, and quickly presented the text message to him with both hands.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the text messages on the screen, with dissatisfaction with him between the lines.

Somehow, the man was looking forward to meeting her in the evening.

The night quickly enveloped the sky, the Qi family was brightly lit, and the servants lined up in a row on the side of the hall, watching Qu Xitang crossing back and forth.

The crystal lamp above the head dizzy and fell on the woman's long, black and bright hair, casting shadows of light or darkness, and her face as big as a palm turned red because of her suffocation.

The delicate and soft red lips as soft as roses raised a touch of displeasure, and the beautiful light brown pupils were dyed brightly dark, like amber worn by dust.

"You guys go down first!"

Qu Xitang waved his hand and asked the servants to go back to rest. He sat alone on the sofa and waited for half an hour before Qi Mohan came in with a wheelchair.

The pure black haute couture suit is decorated with gold and purely handmade buttons, and one button is worth millions. The appropriate cut outlines the perfect figure of a man.

Qi Mohan's black pupils, like the ink, was much softer when he saw the figure on the sofa. His face seemed to be carved by ancient craftsmen, and was bright and dark under the light and shadow, and was deeply engulfed at a glance.

"Are you looking for me?"

"Have you... had dinner?"

Qu Xitang heard the man's low and beautiful voice and suddenly turned his head and looked at Qi Mohan. She stuttered twice, with a bad tone.

"It's not yet, I'm just finished." Qi Mohan rubbed the bridge of his nose, and his eyebrows were a little haggard.

"You have to take a break early today. You can't always work and eat irregularly all night, which is not conducive to your wound recovery.

You are still in the recovery period and are extremely unstable. Such presumptuousness can easily cause your injury to repeat and all your previous efforts are wasted..."

"You are all adults, you have to feel sorry for your body and always let others supervise you..."

Qu Xitang's face was tense, and she couldn't help but say a series of beads and cannons to Qi Mohan, and the soft flesh on her cheeks was particularly cute.

Qi Mohan looked at Qu Xitang with his waist on his back, and a hint of smile appeared in his eyes.

Her dexterous eyes, every frown and movement, was like a red plum blossom that melted the snowflakes.

Qu Xitang spoke so hard that his mouth was dry and he picked up the water cup on the table and drank it all.

Looking back, I saw the man looking at her, and her deep eyes reminded her of the furry Samoyed puppy.

Was it too fierce just now?

Why did he not say a single rebuttal?

Qu Xitang thought about it, feeling guilty inexplicably.

She touched her ears and breathed a few nervously.

Seeing his appearance, Qu Xitang was angry and helpless, and his heart softened in an instant.

Suddenly, she thought of the tie she bought today, and ran back to her room and took it out.

"I bought clothes for Xixi today and I think it's quite suitable for you."

She took out her tie and looked at Qi Mohan's deep eyes. The originally condensed atmosphere in the hall suddenly became a little ambiguous, and Qu Xitang instinctively dodged.

"I'll give you a try."

Her eyes stayed at his open collar for a few seconds, and she swallowed and carefully tied him up.

The distance between the two gradually increased at this moment, and the dizzy yellow light poured down, and each other's breathing could be heard quietly.

Qi Mohan could see the thin fluff on her face clearly.

"Do you like it?"

Qu Xitang didn't notice that his gaze had paused on him. After tying it up, he pushed him to a mirror and bent his lips to ask.

Qi Mohan looked at himself in the mirror, with his delicate jaw lines smooth, sexy and wild, mature and steady.

The tie is paired with the suit on her body, and she is full of asceticism.

"Well..." Qi Mohan agreed softly, his ears were stained with the pink dizzy of sunset, and he awkwardly grabbed the handle of the wheelchair.

The pen tip rubbed against the white paper, and the evening breeze rolled up the veil by the window.

Qu Xitang brought the hot and nutritious meal to the desk and lowered his eyes, "If it's really busy, I can go to the company to help."

She naturally understood that the 50th anniversary was not easy to hold, and she also wanted to go to the company to help him share the burden so that he could rest more.

"Xixi's situation has been stable recently. You can ask Anna to take care of her for a while. With Ma Zhang here, there will not be too big problems."

Qi Mohan's hand signing paused and agreed silently.
Chapter completed!