521. Chapter 521 Criminal Motive? (Part 2)

Before Miss Xia Ye could react, the man continued to explain--

"The first one is impossible for us. The second one is that your little tricks are clear to me. The third one... is even less of a problem. You have been so comfortable that you fainted every time..."

"Okay, stop talking! You rascal! You are comfortable! I am not!"

Before he finished, Miss Xia Ye's face was already red. But he spoke in such a serious and calm tone, and he spoke lightly. Many red scenes immediately appeared in her mind, making her feel ashamed and angry, but this guy didn't blush at all.

"Madam, I found that you have learned to lie to me."

"I didn't..."

"You will know if you have a try!"

"Ah--what to do..."

"Prove whether you are lying to me."

"You set a trap for me again... profiteer!"

...

The next morning

Xi Xiaye huddled in the quilt pitifully, pulling the quilt with both hands to cover herself tightly. The warm and comfortable bedroom was not very hot, but a thin layer of sweat appeared on her smooth forehead. She felt soft all over, and all her physical strength was drained by him. She has not recovered yet.

He had already gotten out of bed and washed up, and regained his low-key and elegant gentleman appearance, as if he was not the one who was so beastly not long ago.

Miss Xiaye felt that he seemed to be very keen on this matter recently. He had just forced her to confess. How could she resist his teasing? She almost answered every question, and then she cried shamefully...

The memory quickly revived in her mind. The more Miss Xiaye thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt. At that time, she wanted to find a hole to turn into, and pulled the quilt to cover her face. Suddenly, she felt that the place beside her sank down, and she knew who it was without thinking.

If this happened before, she would never have believed it, but since she followed him, Xi Xiaye seemed to be no longer Xi Xiaye, no, it should be said that Xi Xiaye became more and more like Xi Xiaye, no longer needing to carefully please anyone, she could do whatever she wanted, and all her joys, sorrows, anger and happiness did not need to be deliberately hidden.

"Okay, get up and have breakfast, Ji Zitong and the others are ready to come. I don't know how many times it has happened, what is there to be shy about?"

He had already helped her find clothes, reached out and touched her little head exposed, his handsome face was stained with a smile, and there was a hint of unconcealable doting in his black eyes, and reached out to pull open the quilt that was tightly wrapped around her body.

She glanced at him in shame and anger, "Only ghosts are shy!"

"Then you are the ghost!"

He smiled and put the clothes on the bed, "Sorry, I am too unrestrained."

When he said this, he was also a little helpless. What can he say? Every time he did this, he just wanted more, and he wanted to rub her into his body and let her flow with his blood!

As for Qi Lei and Han Yifeng, he admitted that he was just a little unhappy with Han Yifeng. After all, she had also pretended to be Han Yifeng in her heart, and she was so stupid that she did so many stupid things that made him feel uncomfortable. But now, he didn't think it was a big deal, because he was confident that the happiness he could give her was not comparable to these two.

He wanted her to like him, love him, feel that she couldn't leave him, and no matter where she went, she could only return to him in the end.

This feeling was actually very wonderful. In the past thirty years, he had traveled through military careers, officialdom, business struggles, and the ups and downs of the wind and clouds. He was also used to the warmth and coldness of human feelings and the coldness of the world. He was so indifferent and cold that he had never experienced any love. The reason why he chose her was just because he wanted to get rid of the life at that time, and he didn't reject her. Who knew that after getting married, love began to sprout--

It turned out that some people were not too forgetful, nor were they low-key and cold by nature, but they just hadn't met the right person in the world.

After hearing what he said, she poked her head out and looked at him silently. After thinking for a while, she said, "I'll go find Qi Lei and hold a press conference immediately to clarify this matter..."

"Don't worry about this matter. Your husband has a good plan! I just have to let you suffer for a few days. You are in the limelight outside. Can you withstand the pressure?"

He thought about it thoughtfully and combed her beautiful long hair with his five fingers.

She listened and nodded immediately, lowering her eyes silently, "As long as you believe me, I don't care about other people. It's not like I haven't been criticized like this before, so I'm used to it."

Hearing her words, he couldn't help but feel a little pain in his heart. Of course, he didn't forget the previous things. He quickly reached out to hug her smooth shoulders, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "Mr. Mu and Mrs. Mu are deeply in love, how can they let them slander you at will?"

"What are your plans?"

She looked at him doubtfully, with a vague confusion in her beautiful eyes.

"Well, don't ask. I'll take care of everything. Just be calm."

He smiled mysteriously and didn't say anything to her.

She glanced at him, took a breath, covered his eyes with one hand, turned his face away, then grabbed the nightgown beside him and put it on her body, hugged the clothes he had found, got out of bed quickly and walked towards the bathroom.

Mu Yuchen turned his head and looked at the figure who had disappeared in the bathroom door. Then he smiled, the light in his eyes was very warm. After a while, he got up and made the bed.

After changing the sheets, he was about to take the messy sheets to the bathroom to clean them up when he heard a suppressed retching sound coming from inside. His face changed slightly, and he quickened his pace to walk inside. He saw Miss Xia Ye holding the dressing table and vomiting suppressedly. What she vomited was all acid water...

"How is it?"

He walked over anxiously, frowned and supported her, and found that her face was a little pale.

Xi Xia Ye washed her face and rinsed her mouth, then reached out to touch her nauseous chest and shook her head, "It's okay, it's probably an old problem."

Mu Yuchen certainly knew what the so-called old problem was. He knew earlier that she had a slight gastritis. When she just got married, he saw her like this in the morning for a few days, so he helped her to have three meals a day, and even changed her tea to Pu'er tea to warm the stomach.

"Isn't it better? I haven't eaten well these two days. Eat more later."

...

The breakfast was very light, Chinese-style porridge with some side dishes. Xi Xia Ye drank a lot of it to show her face.

Not long after breakfast, the doorbell rang. It was Ji Zitong and his friends waiting at the door.

So the couple quickly packed up and went out.

"Mr. Mu, Director Xi, good morning!"

Ji Zitong was wearing a black neutral suit today, looking very capable and energetic.