As soon as he arrived at his doorstep, he saw Qiu Ya, who was already waiting for him at the door.
The moment I saw him, I immediately greeted him with a smile.
"Brother Sicheng, you're back."
Huo Beian's tone was icy, "What are you doing here?"
"Brother Sicheng, look at what you're saying, we're getting married soon. That's why I've come to discuss the wedding details with you."
Qiu Ya stepped forward and enthusiastically took his arm, but he shook her off.
"You know I don't love you."
"Of course I know you married me to inherit my estate, I know all that. It's okay, as long as I love you."
Qiu Ya looked at him with starry eyes.
Huo Beian frowned, his eyes filled with undisguised disgust, but he couldn't show it too obviously.
He stepped forward and opened the door. "Come in and tell me what's wrong."
So Qiu Ya went inside, carrying a suitcase.
A nanny followed them in, carrying her things.
What are you doing with the box?
"We're getting married soon, so we should move in early to get to know each other better. Oh, by the way, this is Zhang Ma, the housekeeper I hired. She'll be in charge of our food, clothing, and shelter from now on."
"Greetings, young master." Zhang Ma nodded politely.
Huo Beian could only nod.
Qiu Ya carried her suitcase and went to the bedroom.
There were obvious signs that someone had lived in the bedroom before.
Qiu Ya chuckled, "Zhang Ma, throw all these sheets and blankets away and replace them with new ones. Clean the room again."
"Yes, Miss." Zhang Ma immediately threw all the sheets and blankets into the trash can and replaced them with new ones.
Huo Beian sat in the living room, staring blankly at his WeChat on his phone.
I felt very sad looking at the message that I couldn't send.
My wife will have to make do for a few days.
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