C85 Saved Man You Can Make It up

He sat up abruptly, and threw back the thin sheet. He found that her clothes had been changed, and she was out of the bed, where the bedroom door had been opened.

Xiao Qinghan walked in. Ling Muxue watched as he took off his tie, revealing his sexy collarbone.

His dark shirt and black suit pants wrapped around his perfect handsome body. His handsome face was now cold and terrifying. It was as if it was covered with a layer of ice. This man would give people a visual stimulation no matter when they saw him, but this kind of man was like a devil to Ling Muxue.

Ling Muxue did not look at him. She did not dare meet his penetrating eyes. "What did you bring me here for? I want to go back. "

Xiao Qinghan walked over to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of red wine, and unscrewed the stopper. The scarlet liquid slowly poured into a goblet, his slender fingers picked up the goblet and swirled the red wine in it. The scarlet liquid seemed to have a life of its own as it danced around him.

There was a faint yellow glow around him, and there was an inexpressible nobility about him, and this man had the power to drive all women mad.

He didn't say anything, but Ling Muxue felt even more uneasy. It was such a coincidence that after Xiao Qinghan called her and asked where he was, he and Yue Liuli arrived at the exhibition. Could it be that he had seen her and Ye Yiheng before and followed her to the exhibition? That phone call was just to test her?

She sat on the edge of the bed and clasped her fingers together. The atmosphere was like the calm before a storm.

"Xiao Qinghan, I... I know I lied to you today. It's my fault. Ye Yiheng and I have only met twice. Let me go back." Ling Muxue took the initiative to apologize, hoping to reduce some of his anger.

Then, with a tearing sound, Ling Muxue's body trembled violently. Although she had already done it with him several times, every time she thought of doing it with him, she wanted to refuse and was afraid in the bottom of her heart. She tried to push him away with both of her hands.

"Ling Muxue, you really make me very angry," he said in a hoarse voice.

"I lied to you. It was my fault. I apologize to you, and you told me to go back. I don't want to stay here." Although this place was so luxurious that it was shocking, she felt it was like a cage.

"You are in such a hurry to go back and find a man so urgently. What's wrong? It's my fault for not satisfying you!" He roared in anger. Since she was already married, she could only be him. When he saw any man beside her, no matter who it was, he couldn't help but want to tear him to pieces.

"Can you not be so rude? I have already said that I have only met Ye Yiheng twice and he is my savior!" she said.

"Help!" Xiao Qinghan sneered. "You're your savior, and you're going to have lunch with him and date him. Are you going to go to his bed at the end of the day, hmm?"

...""

"Help savior, you even know how to make things up. Ling Muxue, I really admire your open mouth."

Ling Muxue looked at him, "Yes, no matter what I say, you think I'm lying. Then what do you want? Hit me, scold me, or humiliate me? Since I am in your way so much, why didn't you divorce me? Why did you still look at me and make you feel uncomfortable...!"

"Ling Muxue!" He shouted out her name and his eyes widened as he glared fiercely at this damned woman. He wanted to tear her to shreds.

She didn't bother to explain anything to him or quibble with him. She actually proposed to divorce him. She had never cared about him at all. She was thinking about someone else every moment.

She angrily took off her pajamas.

"Xiao Qinghan, what are you doing ..." She struggled in fear, but she couldn't escape from his grasp.

Ling Muxue's body trembled in pain, and she could not hold back her tears no matter how hard she tried.

"If I hear you say divorce again, I won't let you off!" Even if she died, she would still trap him by her side. She was him, and she would always be him. He wouldn't give her any chance to escape from him, never.

On the next day, the glaring sunlight shone through the thick curtains. She slightly twisted her body, only to find that she was still entangled with him.

The huge room was still filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. This feeling made Ling Muxue feel ashamed and resentful.

Ring ring... Her phone suddenly rang.

The man who was sleeping opened his bloodthirsty black eyes and looked at Ling Muxue. His long arm reached out to her and he picked up his phone.

"Hello!" The cold voice was cold and ruthless.

"Mr Xiao, tonight the old master said he wanted you to come home and say that he had something important to discuss with you. The old master said you could take your wife with you." The other side said respectfully and carefully.

Xiao Qinghan glanced at Ling Muxue in his arms and said coldly, "I will go back tonight and make arrangements."

"Yes! Yes..."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Qinghan lay in Ling Muxue's arms and continued to close his eyes. The posture between the two of them was so ambiguous that it was hard to imagine.

Ling Muxue wanted to push him away, "I'm getting up. Let go of me."

"I'm going to sleep!" Her domineering and cold tone carried an irresistible force.

Ling Muxue was tightly hugged by him. He leaned against her and lowered his head to look at her in such an ambiguous posture. It made her feel embarrassed and annoyed.

By noon, Xiao Qinghan had woken up, forced her to take a bath, and put on a light purple cut dress with a waistline.

Sitting in front of the full-length European mirror, she was an exquisite angel. The carved design surrounded the mirror, and her own reflection could be seen all around.

Her soft hair was braided into a centipede braid. It went around her head and was decorated with a pure crystal. She looked noble and elegant, as if she was a queen.

Just a little bit of dressing was enough to make one intoxicated by her beauty.

Ling Muxue looked at herself in such a mirror and was a little flustered. However, what she did not understand was Xiao Qinghan's behavior. After he lost his temper at her, he suddenly started to be gentle with her.