The President's Gossip Wife

42: Who do you think!Next, Han Qiyang stopped talking to Shen Xuan about the divorce, but kept talking about when they were young, when they got engaged, and when she became famous...

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The two talked and laughed.

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It was already late at night and early in the morning when Shen Xuan was sent back to Pei's house by Han Qiyang. She drank a lot and almost got drunk.

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When the car arrived at the gate of Pei's house, Han Qiyang asked the driver to hand over the keys to Bao Quan, and he and the driver took a taxi back to Heba again, and then drove their own car.

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Shen Xuan entered Wutong Garden, walked slowly along the stone road step by step through the flower corridor, and went up the small stone steps. She stood for a while, and there were no guest rooms in the attics of each room in Pei's house. like.

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With the help of dim garden lights, she looked at the house she had lived in for more than three years. Although the exterior was a Chinese-style attic, the interior was no different from a small villa.

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The first floor is the living room, dining room and kitchen, the second floor is the bedroom and living room, the third floor is the study, and there is a small room, which is the baby room. Although she and Pei Jincheng can't use it, the layout of the house is like that.

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Feeling a little dizzy, I opened the door and entered the room. The first floor is a marble floor. I didn’t wear high heels today. The sneakers stepped on the floor, and there was no prominent sound.

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In this house, even if she closed her eyes, she could still walk upstairs.

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She hiccupped, and just stepped on the wooden stairs, when she heard a cool voice from behind, "You still know how to come back!"

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Shen Xuan shuddered for a moment, then turned around and looked in the direction where the voice came from. It should be the living room, the sofa in the living room.

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"Pei Jincheng?"

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With a sound of "Yes", the lights in the hall were turned on, she rubbed her eyes, and looked at Pei Jincheng's handsome facial features which were cold and stiff as if they were collapsed, staring at her for a moment.

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Seeing her get goosebumps, as if she was about to kill her.

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Instinctively backed away, she didn't want to be abused by him again.

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Seeing her retreat, Pei Jincheng felt even angrier.

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In the evening, Xiaoying said that she had something to do when she went out, and he didn't bother to care about it. She was not at home for dinner, so he was happy and quiet.

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Later, when I went upstairs, I found that she didn't bring her bag except her mobile phone.

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There are wallets and credit cards in the bag.

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He asked Xiaoying where she had been.

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Xiaoying said she didn't know.

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She is amazing, she just got out of bed, and she doesn't have to confess when she goes out, she really is the hostess of her garden!

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Xiaoying said that she just went out wearing a set of sportswear, a short-sleeved T-shirt, trousers, and a pair of sneakers, and her hair was casually tied behind her head. He didn't believe that she was going to meet a client with this ghostly appearance, let alone Well, he was the one who went to the company today, and he knew best what kind of entertainment there would be.

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Dressed so casually to go out, unexpectedly did not come home at ten o'clock.

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Xiaoying said that she called dozens of times, but no one answered, probably because she was busy.

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Everyone in this family thought she was very busy, even if she went out in a sportswear, everyone would think she was busy, and he wanted to see if the hostess would come back today.

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She was so busy that she went home drunk, and when he called her, she actually used a question, "Pei Jincheng?"

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"Who else do you think?" These words almost came out from between his teeth. Apart from him, could there be other men here?She couldn't even hear his voice!

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"I...I, thought you were asleep." Shen Xuan stuttered a bit, she turned her head lazily towards Pei Jincheng, and when she shrugged, her shoulders touched her ears, her hair fluttered on her shoulders, and she bent her eyebrows and smiled Sometimes, the innocent are terribly innocent.