Chapter 25 Chapter 25 You are not allowed to meet your ex-boyfriend privately. ...
Yong Meiru's voice didn't sound like that of a woman over seventy-five, it had a hint of pride and eccentricity.
The contents of the drawer...
Yan Jiu's gaze froze. She hadn't expected Yong Meiru to say it so bluntly. She didn't dare to admit that she didn't know where Chen Yuchu had left her. She pursed her lips and said uncomfortably, "I know, Grandma."
She was afraid Yong Meiru would say something shocking, or that the old lady would ask her to give birth, so she said anxiously, "Grandma, I have a call coming in. I'll call you next time."
Yong Meiru didn't doubt that this was Yan Jiu's excuse, and said with a smile, "Xiao Jiu, goodbye."
"Goodbye, grandma."
After hanging up the phone, Yan Jiu let out a long sigh. She enjoyed talking to her grandmother and spending time with her, but she didn't like discussing such private matters.
A slight noise reached her ear, and she glanced up, only to find someone standing on the stairs. Chen Yuchu wore a white shirt with black cuffs at the elbows, highlighting his toned arm muscles. His long legs were stretched straight beneath his black trousers. She didn't know how long he'd been standing there, or what he'd heard.
Yan Jiu's eyes were filled with visible panic. She opened her lips for a long moment before asking dryly, "Why did you come down?"
It seems that this is not the right question to ask.
If I had known this would happen, I would have just kept silent.
A trace of frustration flashed in Yan Jiu's eyes. Thinking of what her grandmother had just said, she lowered her eyes.
In any case, she shouldn't have lied to her grandmother, but Chen Yuchu happened to hear it.
"Marriage Agreement." Chen Yuchu raised the document in his hand, his voice hanging lazily over her head. He was already very tall, and with Yan Jiu in his wheelchair, the height difference between them was even more obvious.
Hearing this, she raised her porcelain-white face, her eyes falling on his sharp and smooth jawline, then moved to the document in his hand, cleared her throat, and said, "I want to take a look."
A faint smile appeared on Chen Yuchu's cold face. His wife had finally learned not to say "yes" to everything. Qingjian's palm dropped slightly and rested on her knees. He kindly suggested, "Find a lawyer to take a look at it, and don't let anyone see the last page."
"Hmm?" A hint of surprise flashed across Yan Jiu's clear almond eyes. He had a bad feeling in his heart. He pinched the document with his slender fingers and turned to the last page.
It clearly said: "No private meetings with ex-boyfriends allowed."
Yan Jiu was stunned for a moment, glanced at Chen Yuchu, pursed his lips, and couldn't help but look at him again. After hesitating for a moment, he explained: "There is nothing between him and me."
Her white knuckles were holding the document, and a hint of confusion appeared on her clear and beautiful face.
She remembered that she had asked Chen Yuchu to include this clause in the marriage agreement, but she didn't expect that he actually wrote it.
They had never spoken about Qin Rong. Perhaps because she was injured that day, he did not delve into the matter.
Chen Yuchu glanced at Yan Jiu's bright white face and the hesitant and confused look in his eyes. He twitched his thin lips and said calmly, "Be careful of some people who are plotting something bad."
He spoke lightly, as if he was merely making a trivial suggestion. The light in the luxurious and spacious living room was bright, falling on his calm and indifferent face without any ripples.
Yan Jiu felt that there might be a misunderstanding between them, and said earnestly: "You may not know that it was Qin Rong who told me to break up, and he won't do anything."
"It was a class reunion that day, and many people were there. I had never been alone with him."
Chen Yuchu's gaze was fixed on Yan Jiu. Seeing her trying to explain herself, and hearing her frequently mention Qin Rong, his body tensed for a moment, his eyes slightly cold. He ignored the unhappiness in his heart and spoke in a cold and stern voice, "Then there's even less need for us to meet again."
It’s not like he wasn’t there that day.
When I walked in, I happened to see Qin Rong's eyes which were filled with pain and affection. He was quite presentable.
It’s a pity that the belated affection is not as good as the weeds on the roadside.
Of course, Chen Yuchu would never take such a person seriously, he just thought he was an eyesore.
Seeing that Chen Yuchu was not listening to any of her explanations, Yan Jiu pursed her lips and said, "Only the governor is allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps."
Chen Yuchu curled his lips and said calmly, "What do you mean?"
As their eyes met, Yan Jiu was dazed for a moment. His little finger on his leg trembled, and he bit the corner of his lip. "What's going on between you and that Miss Sheng?"
At the last family dinner, Meng Zhuxing said that Chen Yuchu was having lunch with Sheng Jingyao at noon.
Although Chen Yuchu said that they had nothing that day, Yan Jiu did not completely believe it.
But at the time, her mind was occupied with other things, and she just wanted Chen Yuchu to say something to deal with her. But today, she suddenly wanted to know the real answer and wanted to confirm it again.
She pursed her lips, staring straight at Chen Yuchu with her clear eyes, her heart seemed to be stalling.
Chen Yuchu's face was calm and composed, his eyes wandering across her face, as if he wanted to see through her. His tone was deep and magnetic, "There's nothing between her and me, from the beginning to the end."
This was the second time he answered like this, and there was no sign of impatience in his voice.
The corners of Yan Jiu's lips curled up, and he quickly coughed to cover up his change. His sparkling eyes still revealed most of his emotions, and his soft voice rang out slowly: "I'm the same as you."
She paused, her eyes flickering for a moment as they fell on Chen Yuchu's handsome and tall figure. The last part of her voice was hooked. "I can agree to your request. If it weren't for the class reunion, he and I wouldn't meet. But I won't restrict you from meeting Miss Sheng. I'm very generous."
If Yan Jiu had said this a few days ago, he would never have dared to speak to Chen Yuchu like this.
But she still had something in her mind that she hadn't said.
That is - even if she wanted to restrain Chen Yuchu, he would not listen.
Her butterfly-like long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she moved her gaze away from Chen Yuchu without a sound. She lowered her eyes and played with her slender fingers. Her silky hair fell down, covering her expression.
Chen Yuchu glanced at her thoughtfully. How could he not hear that Yan Jiu was indirectly saying he was stingy? A smile flashed in his dark eyes. He leaned forward slightly, letting the rich fragrance of flowers linger around him, and said word by word: "Madam, of course you can make requests of me."
Even if Yan Jiu hadn't asked for it, he would have exercised self-restraint since he was married. This was his principle. Besides, how could she be so magnanimous and not jealous?
Chen Yuchu looked at her and couldn't help but scratch her nose. The fragrance of their bodies was entangled together. The woody scent with a hint of medicine made people feel as steady and mellow as if they were in an ancient Zen temple. It blended with the fresh jasmine scent, which was gentle in abstinence.
Yan Jiu raised his head, his eyelashes fluttering, and swallowed for no reason, "I don't..."
She caught a glimpse of Yu Yinghui and a woman standing outside the French window with their backs to them. Her eyes trembled, and her voice paused. She said in a dissembling manner, "I understand. I will take a good look at this agreement."
Chen Yuchu followed her gaze and knew that Yan Jiu didn't like being too intimate in front of others. He nodded and said, "I'm going to work."
The hand-made shirt and black cuffs wrapped around his perfect figure. Considering Yan Jiu's inconvenience in movement, he walked to the door gracefully and personally called Yu Yinghui and the others in before going upstairs.
Yu Yinghui introduced: "Ms. Qian is here to do your hair care."
Qian Dai had already looked at the surrounding environment when she entered the door. She had also provided □□ for many wealthy families in Juancheng. Many wives preferred to have people come to their homes to achieve convenience and privacy.
This was not Qian Dai's first time to the Jianan Villa District, but she was still dazzled by the magnificence of this villa. The area visible to the naked eye was larger than all the villas in the same area. Precious trees were planted outdoors. It was simple yet luxurious.
The gentleman just now was handsome and exuded an indescribable nobility. The most important thing was that she had seen an interview with this gentleman in a magazine. He was the most popular man in the celebrity circle of Juancheng.
It was the first time she saw him in person. He looked even better and more unapproachable than in the magazine.
Qian Dai has been dealing with this circle for many years, but she has never heard of this gentleman's relationship status. The girl in front of her has a beautiful and gentle appearance without makeup. She is wearing a pink nightgown, which does not make her look frivolous, but rather gentle and quiet. She can tell at a glance that this is a purely natural appearance.
It's hard not to speculate about the relationship between such a beautiful fairy-like girl living in a luxurious and noble villa. But she is professional enough not to ask about the private affairs of her customers, and she will only keep everything to herself.
She greeted Yan Jiu without looking away: "Hello, my name is Qian Dai. What kind of shampoo and treatment would you like?"
She pulled out the manual and turned sideways, revealing the cart behind her.
The cart is clearly divided into categories, with shampoo and care, strong fragrance and light fragrance all separated.
Yan Jiu's long fingers were white and clean as if they were made of porcelain. She took out the perfume test paper that Qian Dai handed to her according to the instructions in the manual, put it to the tip of her nose and sniffed gently.
Her first choice is jasmine scent, which has a very light top note and a tea scent at the base. She likes fresh and elegant scents.
Yan Jiu opened his pink lips slightly, and was about to speak when his mind suddenly changed. He picked up another woody fragrance with his long fingers. The sandalwood had a milky scent, and the aroma was deep and soft.
"Let's take this one."
Qian Dai was a little surprised. She thought Yan Jiu would choose floral fragrance, but she naturally would not interfere with the customer's choice, so she nodded.
Yan Jiu has beautiful long black hair, which is thick and soft. It does not lose nutrition because of the large amount of hair, but instead has a beautiful luster.
Qian Dai's service was not just to wash her hair and do her care, she also gave Yan Jiu a delicate and gentle head massage, which was very comfortable, as Qian Dai's pressure was just right.
Soothing light music was playing in the hall.
Yan Jiu was initially worried whether Yu Yinghui and Qian Dai had seen something. She was so close to Chen Yuchu, and she was still not used to being noticed.
But as Qian Dai pressed rhythmically, her slender fingers gradually relaxed, her whole body became soft, and her thoughts began to dissipate, slowly floating towards the sky. She seemed to smell a mellow woody fragrance mixed with the smell of leather, like the pure milky sandalwood of Indian old mountain sandalwood, warm and soothing.
In her drowsiness, it was as if gentle and clear water was flowing through her body, washing away the dirt and troubles of the world. It was also as if a pair of broad and strong hands were clasping her shoulders, hugging her tightly. She was wrapped in warmth, softness and sweetness.
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