The Bride of a Rich Family/C40 The Night Was Not Home
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C40 The Night Was Not Home

They all went home after dinner. Wangqiao was tired after the whole day. She wanted to take a shower and sleep, but just as she reached the door of the guest room, Qiao Lijin stretched out his thick arm and blocked her way.

Was this man looking for trouble again? Wangqiao let out a long breath and said tiredly, "Could you please move aside? I don't have the strength to argue with you."

Qiao Lijin reached out a finger and pressed it against her forehead. He pushed her back and Wangqiao slapped his hand away. "What are you doing? If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have fart, then say it quickly. I am exhausted."

Qiao Lijin could not help pinching her soft face and warned her sternly, "You, don't go out and cause trouble for me in the future. You will ruin my reputation."

Wangqiao slapped away his hand and curled her lips in disdain. That was true. It was not good for him to hear that the wife of the great CEO had gotten into a fight and was sent to the police station.

However, he could not help but say, "You, don't touch me or have any physical contact with me in the future. We are going to get a divorce. Please keep a distance from me. "

Qiao Lijin couldn't help but widen his eyes. This woman always talked back to him. He was not allowed to touch her body. He even used his finger to tap her face a few times. He pinched her a few more times and said arrogantly, "I touched her. I touched her. What's wrong? Hmm? "

"Childish!" Wangqiao rolled her eyes at him and opened the door to enter the house. Qiao Lijin stared at the door angrily and muttered to himself," I am childish? Am I childish?"

The door suddenly opened and Wangqiao stuck her head out and shouted, "Yes, you are childish! Childish ghost!" With that, she closed the door with a bang. Qiao Lijin took a deep breath and remained calm. A good man would not fight with a woman!

Early the next morning, Qiao Lijin received a call from home telling him to go back for dinner today. Uncle Luo went to have a gathering. So, he went back in the evening.

Luo Wensen laughed and said, "Jin, I haven't seen you for a few days. I have to drink with Uncle Luo today."

Before Qiao Lijin could say anything, Luo Fei'er reproached him, "Dad, you let Jin drink every time. Can't it be a little fresh?"

Everyone smiled. The atmosphere was very good.

After dinner, the three juniors went to the rooftop to chat. Luo Fei'er asked tentatively, "Jin, what happened between you and Wangqiao? I heard from Aunt Hee that you are going to get a divorce. You are not that impulsive, are you?"

"Then do you want me to get a divorce or not?" Qiao Lijin spoke casually and did not know what he meant. Luo Fei'er had known him for more than ten years, but she had never really seen through him.

"Of course I hope you can be happy."

Just as Luo Fei'er finished speaking, Qiao Tian said in a calm manner, "He is not trying to get a divorce. He wants to take the opportunity to live in the world of two people."

"Oh, is that so? Two people's world?" Luo Fei'er looked at Qiao Lijin and saw that he did not deny it. That was true. She felt disappointed and forced a smile, "Really, making everyone worry. After getting married, let's get along well."

That night, Luo Fei'er and her father stayed at the Qiao family villa.

Qiao Lijin also went back to his room to rest. He had just finished bathing and his hair was not completely dry yet. He sat on the sofa at the end of the bed and watched TV. Inside was a play of how a great mother loved her own child.

He couldn't help but think, what does it feel like to have a mother?

He couldn't watch it, so he turned off the TV.

Kowtow...

A soft knock sounded on the door. Qiao Lijin thought it was Aunt Hee, so he casually called out, "The door isn't locked. Come in."

The door opened.

Unexpectedly, he saw Luo Fei'er wearing a nightgown. It was late at night, and a woman dressed like that. The meaning behind it was obvious.

"Jin." Luo Fei'er walked in front of Qiao Lijin and reached out to touch his angular face. She did not speak and used her actions to express her thoughts.

When she stood on her tiptoes and wanted to kiss his lips, Qiao Lijin pushed her away and said rudely, "Get out!"

"You can't be a husband and wife. I will only be your woman. Can't you?" Luo Fei'er's face was very ugly and her eyes were full of disappointment. If it wasn't for the curse, they would already be husband and wife now. It was her who did not have the courage to bear the threat of the curse. But that didn't mean she didn't love him anymore.

"Fei'er, don't make it too difficult for everyone." Qiao Lijin grabbed Fei'er's arm and pushed her out of the bedroom. He closed the door and locked it.

Qiao Lijin lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. Looking at the vast starry sky outside, his face became gloomy. Who knew what kind of lonely and lonely heart it was under the frivolous and unruly appearance.

He had lived in this family for more than 20 years, but he had never felt the warmth that belonged to a normal family. He also did not know what it was like for ordinary people's families to live harmoniously together.

It was obviously summer, but he didn't feel the warmth.

This family only had a cold feeling.

Qiao Lijin put on a cigarette and didn't rest. Instead, he went to the closet.

Not long after, he changed his clothes and went out.

Luo Fei'er stood by the window and looked in the direction where Qiao Lijin's car had left. She could not help but cry. Was this the only way she and Qiao Lijin could maintain this kind of relationship for the rest of their lives?

Qiao Lijin received a call from Hsu Moran on the way, asking him to go to the clubhouse for a gathering. He originally wanted to say good, but Wangqiao's figure flashed in his mind. He twisted his tongue and actually said, "I'm not going today. You guys play."

"What, crossing two people's world?" Hsu Moran could not help teasing and asked curiously, "I said, aren't you planning to get a divorce? Why does it seem like you are hiding a lovely girl in a golden house? If you really can't bear to part with it, then keep it. Don't regret it when the time comes. "

" I can't bear to part with a woman like that? What a joke! If she hadn't insisted on not getting a divorce, she wouldn't have had anything to do with it right now. " Qiao Lijin was as arrogant as twenty to fifty thousand.

"Alright, alright. I've said everything I need to say. You do as you see fit."

"I'm hanging up" Qiao Lijin hung up the phone and gently tapped the steering wheel a few times. Tsk, would he miss that woman? It was just that that woman was too unruly. Before the divorce, he did not want to wear a green hat, so he looked at her.

Not long after, they returned to the apartment.

Qiao Lijin opened the door and went in. He found that the room was very dark and quiet. Was the woman asleep or not? His eyes darkened and he frowned.

After a few seconds, he intentionally threw the car keys on the coffee table and made a Pa sound. However, there was no reaction from the guest room.

He walked to the door of his room and hesitated for a moment before opening the door and entering. Then, he slammed the door heavily. After a loud bang, he hurriedly pressed his ear against the wall to listen to the sound of the room next door.

It was too quiet.

Qiao Lijin was almost sure that this woman was not home. Otherwise, with her temper, she would have definitely protested against such a loud noise. He strode out of the bedroom and pushed open the door of the guest room next door.

He turned on the light and, without any surprise, the bed was empty. Xie Wangqiao was indeed not there.

Qiao Lijin looked at his watch. It was already half past ten, but she was not back yet. Did she go out to have fun with her best friend, or did she go to find Han Shaojie?

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