Chapter 63 He even admitted to being a mistress
Based on his years of experience in dealing with people, Secretary Qin looked at Mr. Qi's expression and chose one of them.
As expected, Qi Yanxue gave him a look of approval, just a look.
"Go get this photo printed out."
Qin Mi had just nodded when he heard Qi Yanxue say, "Forget it, I'll do it myself. You go and do your thing."
Secretary Qin originally wanted to say that he was not busy, but when he saw Qi Yanxue's bored expression, he tactfully left the president's office.
After walking away, I couldn't help but think about it a little more.
Why did Mr. Qi print his own photo?
If this happened to Mr. Lu, he could guess some of it, but when it came to Mr. Qi, he always felt something was wrong.
It's like a robot that only knows how to work hard, but it seems to have grown flesh and blood and is no longer cold and ruthless.
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When Qi Yanxue returned to Biesong in the evening, he took the elevator to the 23rd floor. Instead of going home first, he knocked on his neighbor's door.
“Knock knock—”
After waiting for two seconds, Zhu Wendong opened the door.
She wore a pair of blue-light blocking glasses, her big, round almond-shaped eyes blinked, her hair was loosely tied into a bun at the back of her head, and her already well-behaved face looked even more innocent.
Qi Yanxue put one hand in his pocket and glanced at her face: "You usually open the door for others, is this how you do it?"
"What?" Zhu Wendong frowned and wanted to look at her face in the mirror, but there was no mirror in the entrance of her house, so she had to give up.
She was just revising a manuscript in the study and came over to open the door without thinking too much.
But Qi Yanxue's tone made it sound as if she was too ugly to be seen in public.
Zhu Wendong glanced at him and said in a bad tone, "I can't possibly open the door for someone in a formal dress."
Qi Yanxue curled the corners of his lips and said calmly, "Next time someone knocks on the door, don't open it, except for me."
Zhu Wendong turned a deaf ear to him and said indifferently, "Well, I'll open them all except you."
Qi Yanxue almost laughed out of anger. He leaned towards her, lowered his eyes, and said in a long tone, "Wish, warm, winter."
Zhu Wendong tilted his head, looking innocent: "What's wrong?"
The girl's face is clean without any makeup, small and delicate, and the way she tilts her head makes her look like a kitten that doesn't care about the world, making people want to hug and rub her.
He's finished.
Qi Yanxue felt that she was going to be in his hands for the rest of his life.
Even if it was a substitute, even if that person asked him to be a mistress after returning to China, he would accept it.
Qi Yanxue's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and she looked away. She pulled out a photo with her right hand to block her extremely seductive eyes.
"photo."
His voice was low and hoarse, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.
Zhu Wendong blinked, removed the thing that was blocking his vision, and looked down. It was a photo of Qi Yanxue.
The scene in the photo is in the snow. Under the night sky, there is only white in the world except for the darkness. A man in a long black windbreaker is standing in the wind and snow, with snowflakes falling on his shoulders and his hair slightly fluttering. He looks at the camera nonchalantly and lazily.
The cold, narrow and sharp phoenix eyes seem to be able to look straight at you through the photo.
Zhu Wendong was stunned for a moment: "Why did you give me your photo?"
Qi Yanxue said casually: "Didn't you ask for photos?"
Zhu Wendong choked. She meant she wanted a random photo from the pile, not his photo.
She was taking it back to report to Wen Lu, not to keep it for herself, not to mention giving her such a handsome one!
Zhu Wendong pretended to be calm and said, "It's not your photo I want, it's the photo of that group of people."
Qi Yanxue's expression suddenly turned cold, and his eyes were dark and unclear: "You don't want the best quality, you want the low-end stuff?"
The cold October wind blew in through the crack in the door. Zhu Wendong just frowned when the wind stopped and was completely blocked by the person in front of him.
"I wish you better vision, Wendong."
After Qi Yanxue finished speaking slowly, word by word, he took a step back and closed the door for her without waiting for her to answer.
It blocks out all the sounds of the wind outside the house, as well as the lingering scent of cedar.
After Zhu Wendong turned around and went back to the house, the photo in his hand felt like a hot potato, and it seemed out of place no matter where he put it.
In the end, I put it in my handbag to avoid any accidents and put it at the bottom like a guilty thief.
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The next day, Zhu Wen went to Zhuyuan Hospital as soon as it was light in the morning.
These two days, she has basically been running between the hospital and home.
As soon as she entered the ward, Wen Lu frowned at her and said coldly, "Have you picked out the photos? If not, please leave quickly. I don't want to see you."
Zhu Wendong ignored her and sat on the chair beside her bed.
“I lost the photo.”
Wen Lu didn't believe her nonsense. "I gave you so much, but you lost it all. I have stomach cancer, but my brain is fine."
Zhu Wendong put her handbag on the cabinet beside her and said, "I don't want to get married yet."
"Have you set a schedule for your chemotherapy?"
Zhu Wendong changed the subject, obviously not wanting to talk about the blind date.
Wen Lu gave her a sidelong glance and said, "Just these two days."
Zhu Wendong pretended not to notice her aggrieved look. Remembering that he had rarely seen Zhu Shouwen in the hospital these past two days, he asked, "Are you still angry with Uncle Zhu these past two days?"
Wen Lu: "I'm not angry anymore. He's been busy at the company these past two days and only comes in the evening."
Zhu Wendong is usually only here during the day, which happens to be different from Zhu Shouwen's schedule.
Wen Lu suddenly pointed to the ward rounds book on the bedside, "This is something your uncle Zhu accidentally left here. You can give it to him later. He probably forgot about it because he was busy."
Best wishes to my uncle, and to Lin Bin.
Zhu Wendong blinked and said calmly, "Let Uncle Zhu take it tonight. I have something to do later."
Wen Lu didn't care whether she was okay or not. She bent down to take the ward inspection book beside her, and Zhu Wendong's handbag happened to be on it.
She didn't notice, and the next second there was a "clang" sound.
The handbag fell to the ground, and the things inside were scattered all over the floor.
Zhu Wendong calmly picked up the things on the ground.
"Wait a moment."
Wen Lu spotted a photo sticking out from the edge of her handbag and said, "Give me that photo."
Zhu Wendong hurriedly tucked the corner of the photo in and said, as if to cover up, "There are no photos."
Wen Lu stretched out her hand: "Hurry up!"
Zhu Wendong sighed and had to give her the photo.
Wen Lu took the photo and said unhappily, "You chose a photo but you didn't want to tell me. You planned to keep it for yourself."
Zhu Wendong said something casually: "I forgot."
Wen Lu took the photo and looked at it carefully. She completely forgot about asking her to deliver the ward rounds booklet and started to send her away: "Okay, go if you have nothing else to do. I don't need you here anymore."
Zhu Wendong looked at the photo in her hand, her lips opening and closing several times, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.
Wen Lu saw through her intentions, took a picture with the photo, and gave it back to her: "Okay, I know you are reluctant to give it to me. The boy is quite handsome, let's go quickly."
After Zhu Wendong left, Wen Lu turned around and sent the photo to someone.
My daughter likes him, please arrange it for me.
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Zhu Wendong went to the insurance company to get the Cullinan back before returning to Biesong from the hospital.
When Qi Yanxue was estimated to have returned in the evening, he planned to return the Phantom's car keys to him.
Zhu Wendong knocked on Qi Yanxue's door.
Two seconds later, the door opened.
Zhu Wendong held out the car keys in his hand and was about to speak, but he was stunned by the scene in front of him and was stuck there.
The man's upper body was naked, wearing only a pair of black casual pants. His abdominal muscles were clearly defined and smooth, his waist was tight and strong, and the veins on his arms were prominent from the action of rubbing his head, showing his wild tension.
His hair was slightly wet, and a few drops of water rolled down his chin onto his abdominal muscles, instantly filling him with lust.
Zhu Wendong swallowed inadvertently.
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