Chapter 118: You're jealous that I have a wife
Qiao Xu laughed angrily and bit his neck fiercely: "You're a beast."
"Thank you for the compliment, sweetheart."
After a long while, Qiao Xu leaned on the man's shoulder, her misty eyes unfocused, a few strands of hair sticking messily to her cheeks.
He chuckled smugly, "Sweetie, you've learned well."
Qiao Xu's cheeks were flushed, and she muttered weakly, "Beast, worse than a beast."
After taking a shower, Qiao Xu was placed on the sofa by Xu Si'an, who quickly changed the sheets.
He squatted down and traced her nose with his fingertip.
"It's great, I've found you."
The next morning, Qiao Xu was woken up by Cherry. She opened her eyes and sat up abruptly in fright.
Ten o'clock?
The soreness below her neck reminded her that she had been set up by capitalists last night.
He rubbed Cherry's head and unleashed a torrent of words.
Cherry, who came to wake her mother up for dinner, suffered an undeserved misfortune.
On the bedside table was this white thermos, with a sticky note underneath that read: "Thank you for your hard work, Qiao. You're on paid leave today."
Qiao Xu laughed in exasperation, crumpled the sticky note into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.
As she threw back the covers and got out of bed, Qiao Xu cursed Xu Si'an with every step she took.
The smiling man at the meeting at [Anqiao International] made the hundreds of senior executives uneasy.
Song Jia kindly reminded him, "President Xu, please tone down your smile, or you might scare him."
"Are you jealous that I have a wife?"
"I'm giving you the day off tomorrow so you can have paid time to date."
Song Jia's lips twitched: "President Xu, please give me cash instead. I love going to work."
Xu Si'an was in a good mood. Even when a new project lost tens of millions overnight, he casually said, "Bring up a new plan."
After the meeting, everyone was guessing who left the hickey on Xu Si'an's neck.
They were all long-time employees of the group and knew that [Anqiao International] was a betrothal gift from their boss to his wife.
An is Xu Si'an, then what about Qiao?
The secretary came to find me, saying that Qiao Xu had taken Xu Shiran to the president's office.
Xu Si'an coldly adjourned the meeting, leaving behind a group of senior executives waiting for reports.
Song Jia was stopped by someone: "Little Song, tell me quickly, who is the proprietress?"
"Yeah, you're not being fair. You know the inside story but don't tell us. Do you still want us to introduce you to a girlfriend?"
Song Jia's lips twitched: "None of you have very good eyesight. Next year, I'll ask President Xu to add a femtosecond laser to each of your company's physical examinations so you can fix your eyes."
One of the middle-aged women grabbed Xiao Song: "Xiao Song, tell me quickly, is it Assistant Qiao?"
There are quite a few people whose international names include "Qiao".
But it seems there's only one person with the surname Qiao who works closely with their boss.
Song Jia countered, "You've been working for President Xu for four or five years, have you ever seen him have a second female assistant?"
Not to mention assistants and secretaries, they are all men.
It was only because of Qiao Xu that the female secretary was not replaced during the time of Xu Xing.
The door to the president's office was pushed open with a thud, and Xu Si'an saw Qiao Xu sitting on the sofa and Xu Shiran standing in front of the desk.
"Why are you here? I asked for leave for you."
Qiao Xu glared at him: "Let's eat lunch."
If Xu Shiran hadn't gone to the villa to find her and wanted to return the Xu family's belongings to Xu Si'an, Qiao Xu wouldn't have appeared.
Qiao Xu got up to leave, but he grabbed her: "Lunch break."
"I'm going back to my office to sleep."
Seeing him reminds me of the private lessons I took last night.
Xu Si'an watched Qiao Xu's departing figure, chuckled softly, and opened the lunchbox on the table.
You can tell at a glance that the things inside were made by Qiao Xu.
He ignored Xu Shiran and picked up his chopsticks to eat.
"Xiao An," Xu Shiran said in a low voice, his face still showing obvious fatigue and illness.
"We're not that close, so there's no need to try to get on our good side."
"Speak your mind."
He wasn't in the mood to talk about any nonsense about family ties with Xu Shiran right now; he'd rather eat his fill and take his Qiaoqiao for a nap.
Xu Shiran placed the folder beside her on the coffee table.
"Here are some assets that Dad left me when he was alive. Please sign them."
Xu Si'an raised his head and sneered, "What, do you think I need your little something?"
"Or do you want the old man to come looking for me in the middle of the night?"
Xu Shiran's face stiffened: "That's not what I meant."
“These things originally belonged to the Xu family; I was never a member of the Xu family.”
Xu Si'an picked up the document, glanced at it, and then tossed it aside.
"Xu Shiran, my dad treats you better than he treats me."
"Take your things."
Those things were given to Xu Shiran by Xu Zhixin a long time ago.
If it weren't for Shen Zhiwei and Fang Yiqiu, he wouldn't deny that Xu Shiran would be very suitable to take over the Xu family's responsibilities.
"The Xu family will be merged into Anqiao International, and whatever my father's will says will be the same."
Before Xu Shiran left, he called out to him, "Your mother wants to see you."
"Thanks."
Xu Si'an watched Xu Shiran's departing figure, her lips pursed and her eyes reddened.
It's true that when he made mistakes as a child, Xu Shiran would take the beating for him.
When he was sick, I would take him to see a doctor, cook for him, and take care of him.
I used to be very proud of having a wonderful older brother, and it's true.
In the next office, Qiao Xu had just lain down on the bed to take a nap when she heard the bathroom door being pushed open.
As she turned around, he picked her up in his arms.
Qiao Xu instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck: "Hey, what are you doing?"
Xu Si'an picked her up, carried her into the bathroom, and returned to his office.
The bed was enormous. Qiao Xu's first thought was, "Could this be Xu Xing's bed?"
Xu Si'an pulled her onto the big bed.
The words he hadn't yet uttered were swallowed up by him.
Qiao Xu raised her hand to push him away, but Xu Si'an pried open her lips and teeth without any politeness, kissing her inch by inch.
"Xu Si'an!"
"Um!"
The shirt buttons were undone, and Qiao Xu held his hand, showering him with delicate kisses on the side of her neck.
"Stop messing around, I'm still in a bit of pain."
"Hmm, no."
The man's kiss landed on her earlobe, lingering and caressing it.
Qiao Xu tilted her head slightly, seemingly avoiding the question, yet also appearing to be cooperating.
Suddenly, Xu Si'an stopped: "Go to sleep, I won't bother you."
At the entrance of Los Angeles Prison, Xu Shiran brushed past a man wearing a black baseball cap.
Fang Yiqiu sat in the reception room, a smile still lingering on her face.
Upon seeing Xu Shiran, she suddenly stood up and slapped him across the face: "You unfilial son."
Xu Shiran did not move, letting Fang Yiqiu beat and scold him.
Knowing that she had stopped hitting because she was tired, Xu Shiran said coldly, "I will withdraw my lawyer and will not appeal again. Mom, Xiao An is right. We are not innocent."
"You bastard, I'm your mother, and Xu Si'an is a bastard."
Xu Shiran took a few steps back and leaned against the wall: "He's a bastard, but I'm not?"
"Mom, I'm the bastard."
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