Wrong flirtation!Billionaire CEO dotes on his wife to the bone

There is a device for playing video tapes at home. When it is connected to the TV, the picture will appear on the TV screen.

The smaller version of Su Qinghe wears double ponytails and a pink fluffy princess dress. She has a round face and is so cute.

"Mom, what kind of flower is this?" The voice was cute.

"This is a rose flower." Lin Hui smiled softly in the picture.

"Hello, Rose Flower." Xiao Hehe squatted down and greeted Rose Flower very seriously.

Seeing this, Su Qinghe couldn't help but cover her eyes with her hands, looking helpless.

When I was a child, I was really silly and naive, talking to ants and flowers.

The other three laughed happily and said repeatedly: "It's so cute."

"He He, look here, look here..."

A clear male voice spoke. Mrs. Su and Lin Hui instantly put away their smiles and replaced them with nostalgic looks.

Looking at their expressions, Lu Yanci immediately guessed that this should be the voice of his late father Su.

"Dad..." Xiao Hehe stood up, scampered towards the camera, and hugged Su's father's leg.

The camera turned, and the gentle Su's father appeared on the screen. He picked up Xiao Hehe and touched her forehead lovingly.

Su's father held Xiao Hehe's hand and led her to run and jump in the park.

This scene made the three women of the Su family blush.

In fact, they haven't seen these videos for a long time.

It’s not that I don’t want to see it, it’s that I don’t dare to see it.

Seeing things and thinking about people, Su's father is seen in these video tapes.

A full 20 years have passed, and when I recall it now, it’s still like yesterday.

If memories have a taste, it would be the aroma of osmanthus, sweet but not greasy, like a clearly remembered picture or forgotten sorrow.

After playing one videotape, Lin Hui walked over to play the second one.

This was recorded when Xiao Hehe was in kindergarten. In the scene, she was reciting poems, practicing calligraphy, and singing ABCD songs.

Later there is a scene where Xiao Hehe performs on stage during the festival. She has been good-looking since she was a child and is also good at singing and dancing.

Every time she performs, she is basically at the center.

After watching the video for more than an hour, I finally finished watching it.

The remaining part cannot be played due to its age and improper preservation.

"A bit boring, right?" Su Qinghe looked at Lu Yanci and said with a smile, "I told my mother not to let him go, but she refused to listen."

Lu Yanci shook his head and said, "No. I think it's very interesting."

He was really happy to see Su Qinghe when he was a child. It was a complete surprise.

He wanted to know her better.

"Xiao Ci, Hehe looked cute when he was a child, right? It's a pity that he's not as good-looking as he was when he was a child."

Lin Hui pinched Su Qinghe's face and said, "I don't know how it grew. It's really ugly now."

Su Qinghe smiled helplessly, "Mom, you are really my mother."

Only a biological mother would be particularly disgusted with her own children and find them distasteful no matter what they do.

"You girl, isn't this nonsense?" Lin Hui said with a smile.

"Auntie, I think He He looks good now." Lu Yanci said seriously.

When Mrs. Su heard this, she laughed out loud: "Look, beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

After chatting for a while, the sad atmosphere was relieved a lot.

Seeing that it was getting late, Lu Yanci drank the tea in the cup, stood up and said goodbye, preparing to go back to the hotel to rest.

"Wait a minute, I'll take you to the car."

Su Qinghe put on her coat and walked out together with Lu Yanci.

The night is as cool as water and the moonlight is as frosty.

The noise in the alleys had quieted down at this time.

Every household closed their courtyard doors tightly, and some TV sounds came from the windows.

"Yan Ci, thank you so much for today." Su Qinghe looked at Lu Yanci with a pair of watery eyes. "Your appearance has made my family feel at ease. I should be able to avoid my mother's nagging for the time being."

Lu Yanci smiled and said, "You're welcome, we help each other. This is what we should do."

Soon, they reached the end of the alley. Outside was the main road, and they could take a taxi standing on the roadside.

The evening breeze blew Su Qinghe's long hair. She reached out and pushed all her hair to the right, revealing her slender neck and delicate profile.

"Are you taking a flight tomorrow afternoon?" Her voice was soft, which made people feel inexplicably soft.

Lu Yanci looked at her gentle and jade-like face and nodded gently: "Yes, tomorrow afternoon."

"After lunch tomorrow, I will take you to the airport." Su Qinghe added: "I will drive you in my mother's car."

"Okay." Lu Yanci raised his hand, rubbed the top of her hair, and said softly: "Go back and get some rest early. You haven't slept well in the past few days."

"Yeah, I got it. Get in the car quickly." Su Qinghe felt her cheeks feel a little hot when she saw the taxi driver's gaze.

Watching the taxi drive away, Su Qinghe turned around and walked home alone. The moonlight stretched her shadow very long.

After these few days of getting along, Su Qinghe realized that as a CEO with a net worth of hundreds of billions, he was not all aloof.

Lu Yanci is very approachable in private, gentle and polite to others, without any airs.

Perhaps, it would be a good choice to fake a marriage with Lu Yanci and live a lifetime of respecting each other as guests.

As soon as this idea came up, Su Qinghe quickly shook her head vigorously, as if to get this ridiculous idea out of her head.

Mr. Lu is the heir to the top wealthy family in the imperial capital.

She, a little girl from a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, shouldn't have such illusions.

Fake love is a thing.

Fake marriage is another matter, involving many practical issues, such as the disparity in family background between the two families, property issues after marriage...

If Lu Yanci had a fake marriage with her, as long as the two of them obtained a marriage certificate, she would have a share of the property after the marriage.

When the two divorced, Su Qinghe had a stand and asked Lu Yanci to share half of her marital property.

Lu Yanci is not a fool, so it is naturally impossible for him to engage in such a loss-making business!

She must have drunk too much to have such strange thoughts suddenly occur to her.

After thinking about this, Su Qinghe rubbed her forehead and walked into the house.

"He He, what's wrong?" Lin Hui saw Su Qinghe rubbing her head and quickly got up and walked over: "Do you have a headache?"

"Maybe I'm smelling of alcohol now. I'll take a bath and take a nap and I'll be fine."

"Then go quickly." Lin Hui said quickly.

Su Qinghe went back to her room, took her clothes and bath towel, got into the small bathroom, and took a comfortable hot bath.

After taking a bath and lying on the bed, Su Qinghe fell asleep quickly.

When you wake up in the morning, the sunlight shines evenly on the quilt through the retro crabapple glass.

Su Qinghe slowly opened her eyes, turned over and looked at the clock on the desk. It was almost nine o'clock now.

Today is the latest day I woke up this week.

She put on her coat and got up, walked to the window, and opened the window.

Seeing Lu Yanci sitting in the yard, she yawned halfway and quickly raised her hand to cover it.

Now I didn't comb my hair and didn't wash my face, so I appeared in front of him so sloppily.

Su Qinghe hid in the corner and scratched her hair regretfully, "Oh my God, I look so ugly in front of the boss..."