Chapter 75 Wife

There were only two people left in the ward.

Wen Lu looked at him calmly with a straight face and said, "Sit down."

Being so tall, it was difficult for her to look up and speak.

Qi Yanxue sat down.

Wen Lu got straight to the point: "What do you like about my daughter?"

Qi Yanxue said without hesitation: "Every bit."

"I don't want to hear such fake compliments," Wen Lu frowned, "I want to hear the truth."

Qi Yanxue's face was no longer carefree, and she now had a serious expression. "Aunt Wen, I'm telling the truth. I like every bit of Zhu Wendong. Her sadness, joy, anger, I like them all."

"I know you're worried about her, but don't worry. I'm currently worth over 10 billion. I own five apartments in Jiangbei and two in Jinghai. I'm currently the CEO of Qi Group, and I also control Liaodong Bio, which is about to go public with a value of over 5 billion."

"I know these are all external things to you. I fell in love with her when I was eighteen. It is my blessing that you raised such an outstanding daughter and let me marry her."

After he told me everything good and bad, Wen Lu fell silent for a while.

After a while, she suddenly remembered something: "Eighteen years old? Are you her ex-boyfriend?"

Unexpectedly, Zhu Wendong had mentioned this to her. Qi Yanxue was silent for a moment before nodding, "Yes."

Wen Lu: "If you liked me so much, why did you break up?"

Qi Yanxue said without hesitation: "I was always busy at the time and ignored her feelings. I am sorry for her."

Wen Lu was lost in thought as she stared at the magnolia tree by the window.

I still vaguely remember the smile that often appeared on Zhu Wendong's face when we were in college. It was not difficult to see that she really liked this boy at that time.

Now that they are willing to get back together, there is no need for Wen Lu to stop them.

Wen Lu came back to her senses and looked at him: "How can you guarantee that you won't get divorced again because you're too busy in the future?"

Qi Yanxue said: "I can't guarantee that I won't be busy in the future, but I can guarantee that as long as I don't die, there will be no possibility of divorce."

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After waiting for twenty minutes, Zhu Wendong heard Wen Lu calling her.

She opened the door and walked in. She felt that the atmosphere in the ward was unexpectedly harmonious. Even Wen Lu's stern face relaxed.

Looks like it's a done deal?

Qi Yanxue is indeed a harvester of elders, and he can even win over someone like Ms. Wen Lu, who is a man of her word.

Zhu Wendong just approached.

Wen Lu glanced at her unhappily: "You lied to me that your ex-boyfriend was dead, so is the person sitting in front of me a ghost?"

Hearing the words 'ex-boyfriend is dead', Qi Yanxue raised his eyebrows silently and looked at her with interest.

Zhu Wendong pretended to be dumbfounded and said calmly, "You must be mistaken. I never mentioned this."

Wen Lu had an expression that said "you're just pretending" on her face, her eyelids couldn't help but droop, and she felt sleepy.

She sent the two away: "Okay, leave if you have nothing else to do. I'm going to sleep."

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Inside the phantom, Zhu Wendong sat upright, playing with his phone as if nothing had happened.

In fact, she couldn't see any of the words on the phone.

The gaze from the side was hotter than steel and impossible to ignore.

"Is your ex-boyfriend dead?" Qi Yanxue rested one hand on the steering wheel and looked at her sideways.

Zhu Wendong is used to making excuses for himself: "He's just an ex-boyfriend, you're not an ex-boyfriend."

"Oh." Qi Yanxue lowered her eyelashes and asked meaningfully, "Then what am I?"

“…” Zhu Wendong always felt it was a bit awkward to say those two words.

Coupled with Qi Yanxue's sharp and cunning gaze, it was even more difficult to say it.

She simply pretended to be deaf and changed the subject abruptly: "Don't go back."

"No hurry." Qi Yanxue came forward, refusing to give up: "Who am I, Chuchu."

Those dark and deep phoenix eyes were too bewitching.

Zhu Wendong whispered two words.

Qi Yanxue raised the corner of his lips slightly, "I didn't hear clearly."

"..." Zhu Wendong turned his head away angrily: "I didn't hear about the reckoning."

Qi Yanxue stubbornly turned her head over and kissed her.

Then, for the first time ever, he let her go and drove towards Biesong.

Zhu Wendong suddenly became curious about what he and Ms. Wen Lu talked about: "What did you talk about with my mother?"

Qi Yanxue turned the wheel with one hand and said nonchalantly, "Let's talk about how I fell in love with you when I was eighteen."

"So why did you fall in love with me when you were eighteen?"

Eighteen-year-old Zhu Wendong has a well-behaved and innocent face, but his style of doing things is decisive, resolute, brave and tenacious.

But Qi Yanxue deliberately said one thing wrongly: he did not fall in love with her when he was eighteen years old.

But it was when she was sixteen years old and in her first year of high school, she was giving a speech as an outstanding freshman. The girl was dazzling and ambitious, standing on the podium with a thin and cold look.

Besides her clean school uniform, what was blown by the wind was also his heartbeat hidden in his chest.

But at that time he was filled with inferiority, so he buried this feeling in a place where no one knew about it.

It was not until later in college that Zhu Wendong took the initiative to provoke him.

…

Qi Yanxue stared ahead and said calmly, "Not only does the eighteen-year-old like you, the twenty-five-year-old Qi Yanxue also likes you."

Jiangbei has a warm winter this year. Zhu Wendong feels like he is about to spontaneously combust.

I'm not afraid of handsome men, I'm just afraid of handsome men saying sweet words.

Zhu Wendong pretended to be calm and fanned himself with his hands, looking out the window and trying hard to ignore the person in the driver's seat.

Qi Yanxue tilted her head to look at her: "It's hot?"

"No." Zhu Wendong rolled down the car window with a stern face. A cool breeze blew on his face, relieving a lot of the heat.

"You're blushing, Chuchu." Qi Yanxue deliberately acted mischievously and teased her.

Zhu Wendong's face twisted even further, "I don't want to pay attention to you anymore."

"Really ignoring me?" Qi Yanxue called her: "Chu Chu?"

“…”

"Baby?"

“…”

"Wife?"

“……!!!”

Zhu Wendong's pupils shrank, his heartbeat uncontrollably quickened, and the heat in his body returned.

She had to admit that Qi Yanxue's calling her "wife" really hit the mark.

Qi Yanxue happened to understand her little thoughts and called out again: "Wife?"

Qi Yanxue's voice was deep and magnetic, with a slightly rising end note that made the tips of people's ears numb.

Zhu Wendong turned his head and glared at him, then quickly turned away: "Stop yelling!"

With a sharp turn, Qi Yanxue parked the car on the deserted side of the road and unbuckled her seat belt.

He stretched out his arm and lifted her from the passenger seat onto his lap.

For a moment, Zhu Wendong was trapped between Qi Yanxue and the steering wheel.

She leaned her back against the steering wheel, her hands on Qi Yanxue's shoulders, and her legs straddled him, pressed tightly against each other.

Qi Yanxue stared at her with his dark eyes, "Don't you like it?"

Being so close, Zhu Wendong couldn't say anything against her will. Her fair face flushed pink and she shook her head.

Qi Yanxue placed his palm on her neck, closing the distance between them, and his warm breath sprayed on her ear: "If you like it, why don't you say it?"

Zhu Wendong was completely defenseless, his whole body went limp, he felt a little itchy on the side of his ear, his heart trembled, and he wanted to hide.

But there was a slight pain.

Qi Yanxue gently bit her soft earlobe, leaving a shallow and ambiguous tooth mark.