Almighty Husband of Wealthy Warm Marriage

Wu Qingyuan didn't continue the unpleasant topic, and smiled lightly: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Although someone went to smash the scene today, I still have great confidence in the museum, and I am waiting for you to send me a good news. "

When the topic returned to business, Xia Qingya breathed a sigh of relief.

God knows how embarrassed she was just now!

I don't understand how those famous women can flirt with N men after they get married?Don't you feel guilty?
Xia Qingya asked herself if she didn't have such extraordinary ability, she'd better just be Mrs. Jin obediently.

There are still people chasing after marriage. For every woman, it can satisfy a little bit of vanity, at least prove that she is still attractive.

However, Xia Qingya's secret joy was only for a short while, followed by more uneasiness.

It's not that she hasn't been chased before, it's just that she is no longer an identity that can make choices.

In any case, some relationships should be clearly distinguished, as ambiguity will only make everyone passive and hurt everyone.

Not worth the candle.

Fortunately, Wu Qingyuan is a knowledgeable and interesting person, knowing that Xia Qingya doesn't like it, so he only talks about business affairs, not about romance.

After hanging up the phone, the smile on Wu Qingyuan's face gradually faded.

He took out a cigarette and lit it, sat in the deck chair under the sun umbrella, took a deep breath, and looked at the sea ahead with his eyes under the sunglasses, but his thoughts drifted away.

Occasionally, a few bikini girls passed by, and they all slowed down by coincidence, and kept firing at Wu Qingyuan.

In all fairness, Wu Qingyuan looks pretty good, compared to Jin Yuxuan's handsome appearance, he looks more delicate.

Especially in places like Europe and America where muscular men are everywhere, Wu Qingyuan is simply a breath of fresh air.

What's more, he is very tall, standing in front of the old man is not inferior at all. Although he is wearing beach shorts and a T-shirt at random, the latest mobile phone and the Vacheron Constantin on his wrist are still very attractive. eyeballs.

In other words, Young Master Wu is like a mobile treasury, and it is understandable that he is so popular.

It's a pity that all of Wu Qingyuan's attention was distracted. For the first time, he believed that good fortune tricks people.

When Wu Qingyuan met Xia Qingya, Xia Qingya already had Jin Yuxuan by her side.

Although Xia Qingya went to relax with the broken-hearted Mo Feifei at the time, Xia Qingya's mind was obviously not on traveling.

And the man in her heart didn't seem to worry about her traveling far away, and he sent a lot of messages and made several phone calls every day.

Even the most common things like eating, drinking, and sleeping have to be reported to him.

Very domineering, but thoughtful and touching.

Later, Wu Qingyuan and Xia Qingya met again because of Mo Feifei's affairs.

Until now, Wu Qingyuan still clearly remembered that when Xia Qingya called him several times, her tone was hesitant, as if it was difficult to speak.

After finally stuttering and explaining the ins and outs of the matter clearly, he asked him nervously if he could pretend to be Mo Feifei's boyfriend.

Wu Qingyuan agreed immediately without any hesitation.

He didn't think too much about it, he didn't care if he had an "appearance fee", he didn't care about the consequences of forming a relationship with Xu Jiafeng, and he didn't care about his reputation outside.

Thinking about it now, it was quite impulsive.

But Wu Qingyuan knew that such an impulse was nothing more than because of a certain person, and because she asked for it, she was willing to go through fire and water without hesitation.

Later, Xia Qingya was the host and invited Wu Qingyuan to dinner several times, and Mo Feifei was there every time.

Also, as the person he directly helped, Mo Feifei should show up both emotionally and rationally, and it seemed more sincere to express his gratitude in person.

But Wu Qingyuan didn't miss Xia Qingya's relieved look.

She was afraid of being alone with herself, afraid of embarrassment, so she brought Mo Feifei to accompany her. At least with someone as active as Mo Feifei, the atmosphere would not be tense.

It was also from that time that Wu Qingyuan knew that Xia Qingya was a little "afraid" of herself.

He didn't want to leave such an impression in Xia Qingya's heart, so he voluntarily disappeared into Xia Qingya's world until the paper museum project was put on the agenda.

Wu Qingyuan's original impression on Xia Qingya was that of a playboy and a prodigal son.

With extraordinary personal charm, talent and wealth, and good appearance, he is the object of many women's flocks.

But, not including her.

Wu Qingyuan never believed in hellish love before, it was just some literati who were full and had nothing to do, moaning without illness.

No matter how romantic love is, it may not be able to match the long-term relative, and it may be boring to really live together.

No matter how good the feeling was at the beginning, maybe it will disappear in the end.

But in Xia Qingya's eyes, Wu Qingyuan clearly saw the difference in treatment.

When getting along with other people, Xia Qingya is gentle, like an elegant little daisy, blooming quietly, very peaceful.

When talking on the phone with Jin Yuxuan, that little face became much more vivid.

Wu Qingyuan never knew that Xia Qingya's expression could be so rich, and she would laugh heartlessly like a child.

If love brings joy and releases the true self in the deepest part of the soul, why not try it?

Even today, Xia Qingya is already a married woman, Wu Qingyuan still can't restrain his feelings for her.

What you can’t get is always in turmoil. Should this confirm this sentence?
The cigarette was smoked too hard, and Wu Qingyuan was choked unexpectedly. After a series of violent coughs, tears almost came down.

Maybe it's time for him to go back, blindly escaping is not the answer.

Although Wu Qingyuan is not willing to take back his feelings for Xia Qingya for the time being - to be precise, he doesn't know whether he likes it or loves it, but he knows that he wants this woman.

Of course, no matter how strong the feeling is, no matter how impulsive he is, he is still rational after all.

Since you like her, you shouldn't let her bear the infamy, and you shouldn't let her be stabbed in the back, so start by protecting her silently?
With the answer in his heart, Wu Qingyuan felt a lot more relaxed.

In just one thought, the blue sea, blue sky, sunny beach became pleasing to the eye again.

Picking up the surfboard at his feet, Young Master Wu decided to let it go and vent all his energy so that he could have a good night's sleep.

Xia Qing was also the one who had a good night's sleep.

After Xia Qingya and Jin Yuxuan left, she was momentarily dazed, sitting at the dining table at a loss, peeping at Sang Yalan timidly, like a child who has made a mistake, with her head down.

Sang Yalan couldn't help but think of the intimate interaction between mother and daughter in the past.

Sometimes when Xia Qiyan was on a business trip, Xia Qing would still pester him to sleep with Sang Yalan like a child who couldn't grow up.

How good is the relationship to be able to remain so close to his parents after he became an adult. I have to admit that Xia Qing did a good job before that.

Seeing her like this now, no matter how much Sang Yalan had dissatisfaction with her in the past, it was all replaced by sympathy and pity.

Sang Yalan sat beside Xia Qing, holding her hand: "Xiaoqing, don't be afraid, Xiaoya has returned to her own home, isn't there a mother here to accompany you? This is your home! "

"Home?" Xia Qing repeated what he heard slowly and mechanically.

She looked dazed, as if her brain had crashed, not only could she not remember the past, but her IQ also plummeted to a negative number.

"Yes, you have gone home, no one can bully you anymore." While speaking, Sang Yalan's voice choked up again.

She took Xia Qing upstairs, and came to the room where Xia Qing lived before, opened the door, Xia Qing opened his eyes curiously and looked around.

Sang Yalan was not in a hurry, and walked around behind her: "How is it? Do you remember? This is your room."

Xia Qing started the repeater mode again: "My room??"

But this time she was obviously very excited, and happily jumped around the room for a long time, touching here and looking there, feeling that everything was new.

"My room is so big! Then can I invite children to play at home?? Oh, I have to go to school tomorrow, and I haven't done my homework yet! Where's my schoolbag??"

In just a short while, Xia Qing became confused again, her memory seemed to be stuck in her childhood.

Sang Yalan suppressed tears, and stopped Xia Qing's behavior like a headless chicken: "Xiaoqing, you remember wrongly. You have grown up and don't need to go to school anymore. Come on, mom will take you to take a bath first, let's Change your clothes and have a good chat."

Under the persuasion of Sang Yalan's gentle words, Xia Qing finally calmed down.

No longer talking nonsense, and no longer running around, she leaned quietly in Sang Yalan's arms, she looked the same as before.

There was only one lamp left in the room, and Sang Yalan was gently chatting with Xia Qing about the past.

I thought this was a good start, but when I slept until midnight, Xia Qing suffered from asthma, and Sang Yalan was awakened by the unusual breathing, and hurriedly looked for medicine for Xia Qing.

Such a big commotion naturally woke up Xia Qiyan. He didn't even have time to put on his slippers, so he hurried over.

The old couple gave Xia Qing medicine, and saw that her symptoms seemed to be gradually improving, and they felt relieved.

Xia Qiyan is more sensible than Sang Yalan, but he is also a father after all.

He was the one who brought Xia Qing home in person back then, so his feelings would naturally be no less than Sang Yalan's. Seeing Xia Qing like this now, the old man felt uncomfortable.

So much so that when I went to work the next day, I was still frowning.

Having dinner with Xia Qingya at noon, she sighed several times unconsciously, making Xia Qingya forget about the daily food in front of her.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Xia Qiyan didn't intend to avoid anything, so he expressed his worries about Xia Qing.

If Xia Qing still had that arrogant look, Xia Qiyan would definitely not be polite to her, but now that Xia Qing has lost the ability to live independently, how could he still be angry?
Xia Qingya persuaded her a few words, but felt that she was poor at words, so she concentrated on eating.

It was inevitable that I was still depressed when I returned to the office, so I called to talk to someone about my bitterness.

The crackling sound of the keyboard on the phone showed that Jin Yuxuan was still working, but he was chatting with his wife in a good-tempered manner.

"It's no big deal. Think about it, even if you have a dog for a month, you still can't bear it, let alone a human being?"

This metaphor made Xia Qingya laugh.

Hearing her laughter, Jin Yuxuan also raised the corners of his mouth: "Bao'er, no matter whether it is parents, siblings, or even children, it is impossible to accompany us to grow old. Even among relatives, there are differences between closeness and estrangement. The ten fingers are long and short for the same reason. Only husband and wife can grow old forever, don't worry, your husband is worth three, and I will love you instead of them, isn't that enough?"