C4 He Thinks You're Dirty

Su Ya knew very well that she was one of Xi Yan's many companions in bed, but her words changed when they came out of Qing Lee's mouth. Her delicate face turned red with anger. Her red fingernails pointed at Qing Lee's nose and started to curse. She did not have the image of a lady in front of others at all.

"What right do you have to ask me to get lost? So what if you are the young mistress of Xi family? I was the one who warmed your bed and made love to your husband on the day of our wedding. Xi Yan didn't even want to touch you. He thinks you're dirty!

"Aunt Sun." Qing Lee's voice was cold to the bone, "Invite this crazy woman out." ...

She could be humble in front of Xi Yan and lose herself in front of him. But if other people treated her like a pushover, she, Qing Lee, could tell them. Even if there was a pushover among the pushovers, not everyone could go up and pinch it.

"Qing Lee, you slut, what right do you have to let me out!?" Su Ya totally did not think that Qing Lee, who was weak in front of Xi Yan, would actually treat her like this. She even thought that with her own ability, she could make things difficult for her. She did not think that this woman would dare to treat her like this.

Aunt Sun received Qing Lee's instructions and quickly walked to Su Ya's front and expressionlessly said, "Su Ya, I will have to trouble you to leave this place."

Su Ya was so angry that her nose was crooked, "You are just a lowly servant. What right do you have to let me out? I want to tell Xi Yan to fire you."

"Since Su Ya is not willing to go out by herself, then I can only apologize!" Aunt Sun raised her hand and made a gesture. Two tall and strong men came out of nowhere. One of them held one of Su Ya's arms and "invited" her out.

Su Ya's scolding only disappeared after a long time. Qing Lee stood where she was and quietly looked at the door until Aunt Sun brought the first aid kit and pulled her onto the sofa to treat her injured wound before she recovered her senses.

"Aunt Sun, don't take Su Ya's words to heart."

As the senior manager of Xi family, Aunt Sun's status was even more respected by the old man. Today, because of her being scolded by Su Ya for no reason, Qing Lee felt very sorry in her heart.

Aunt Sun skillfully treated the wound on Qing Lee's hand. After cleaning her up, she applied medicine. After putting on the band-aid, she looked up and said earnestly, "Pear, I know that you are a stubborn child but you cannot be bullied like this. You are a good child, but he does not know how to cherish it. He will regret it in the future.

Qing Lee only smiled and did not say anything. The only thing that could make Xi Yan regret in this life should be marrying her.

"Aunt Sun, where is today's newspaper?"

Aunt Sun's body stiffened and a flash of light flashed across her sharp eyes. She took out a newspaper from under the coffee table and handed it to Qing Lee.

Qing Lee casually flipped through it a few times and then raised her head to look at Aunt Sun suspiciously, "What about the ones at the back of A28?"

"This, this..." Cold sweat broke out on Aunt Sun's forehead. How could she have forgotten that Qing Lee was such a meticulous person?

Seeing Aunt Sun stammering, Qing Lee suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart. Her delicate brows knitted, "Aunt Sun, give me the newspaper at the back. You don't have to worry. I have long been mentally prepared."

Although Qing Lee was mentally prepared, when she saw the eye-catching headlines in the newspaper, her heart still could not help but ache a few times.

On the night of the wedding, the CEO of Xi's and the famous model Su Ya spend a good night together. These few words were particularly striking. There was also a blurry photo at the side, and the two of them hugged each other intimately. Although it was only the back of the picture, the back view that was familiar to the bones. Qing Lee's eyes could not help but tear up.

Tears fell on the bright red title and scattered the red words. They spread out in all directions like blooming red plum blossoms.

In the CEO's office of Xi's:

Xi Yan was in the office when he saw the phone on the table vibrate. He put down the pen in his hand and picked up the phone. When he saw the caller ID, he rubbed his temples with a headache and picked up the phone helplessly. " Hello, Grandpa."

"You still have the nerve to call me grandpa? I, Xi Aotian, do not have an unfilial grandson like you." Xi Aotian's angry roar came from the other end of the phone, shaking Xi Yan's ears until it hurt.

He moved the phone away so that his ears wouldn't get hurt again. "Grandpa, what's wrong with you now?" Xi Yan said patiently. In front of outsiders, Xi Yan was cold and aloof. He was temperamental and very picky. If others saw his patience, they would be shocked. Their eyeballs would probably fall out of their sockets.

"What's wrong? You little brat, you still have the nerve to ask me? Where did you go last night? And a famous model, Su Ya. I think it's a public bus that everyone can get on. How can she be as clean as us, Pear? Did you take the wrong medicine or did you get possessed by a ghost? On the wedding night, you son of a b * tch actually hung out with other women. Are you worthy of Pear? Are you worthy of your dead parents? Are you worthy of your grandfather, who took great pains to raise you?

This was the first time Old Master Xi was so angry. He was angry that Xi Yan did not recognize the natural jade and the mischievous stone. He forcefully covered Pear's unpolished jade with dust and did not know how to cherish such a beautiful child. He felt heartache for Pear and felt even colder for Xi Yan's actions.

"Grandfather..." Xi Yan growled. Both of his eyes were red, and his eyes were bloodshot. His body was emitting a cold aura, like a Shura who had just walked out of hell.

Parents? Hehe... When he thought of his dead parents, Xi Yan's entire being became terrifying. When he thought of the murderer who killed his parents, Xi Yan wished he could cut her into pieces.

Sensing Xi Yan's abnormal behavior, Old Master Xi's tone softened. He sighed. The voice that was as deep as a bell just now suddenly became ancient. "Disperse. I know that you have always held a grudge against Pear because of your parents' death. But Pear, that child, is not pitiful? She had lived in confession for so many years. It had been so many years. You should be able to put your heart at ease. Grandpa doesn't have many days left. You are the one who can't let go of his heart. Pear is a good child. Only when she marries you can I be at ease to see your parents. Go home tonight. Don't let Pear alone in the empty room. Even if grandpa begged you. "

After hanging up the phone, Xi Yan angrily threw his hand out. His poor hand was broken into pieces.