Volume 1 Chapter 22 My dear, I will accompany my husband on a business trip tomorrow
"Wen Suhe! Report your itinerary!" Qiao Yin contacted the boss of the fake certificate and the landlord by the way.
She rented a house and kept the things she saved there.
She didn't dare take anything home.
Si Yao looked as if she had eaten a fly. "It's hard to judge."
Qiao Yin smiled bitterly.
The car stopped and Si Yao looked at the tea restaurant on the roadside. "Afternoon tea?"
"Okay, you go first. I'll do something and be back in half an hour." Qiao Yin got out of the car anxiously with his bag.
Although Si Yao was curious, she didn't ask any further questions.
Si Yao is one year older than Qiao Yin. She has been in the entertainment industry for two years but has only become a familiar face. This time, she went out to film a movie and played the role of female number six.
It hadn't been aired yet and she didn't have many fans, so she was unarmed and sat in the spot with the best view.
Si Yao took photos and checked in for afternoon tea. Half an hour later, Qiao Yin arrived.
Si Yao: "How's it going?"
Qiao Yin: ()
That expression means success.
As soon as Qiao Yin sat down, he took a photo first. Wen Suhe would definitely ask about it when he got home in the evening, so he showed it to him directly.
I hope he won't come and investigate when she entered the tea restaurant.
Qiao Yin had just run too fast and it took him two minutes to calm down after catching his breath.
She was in a good mood because she had accomplished two important things today.
She had a secret idea of how to make money in her mind and originally wanted to find Si Yao.
But--
Si Yao has a criminal record.
Si Yao couldn't stand Wen Suhe's "coercion and inducement".
In fact, it’s not Si Yao’s fault. She is Wen Suhe’s wife, and she is afraid of Wen Suhe.
Wen Suhe's look was enough to frighten Qiao Yin's legs to the point of limpness.
Moreover, Qiao Yin didn't want to implicate Si Yao. She might be very angry and irritable after leaving Wen Suhe.
Si Yao couldn't help but be curious: "Isn't your Boss Wen setting up a curfew for you?"
Qiao Yin was dejected. "It would be nice if there was a curfew. That means I can go out alone. If there is no curfew, I can go out with you and be home before 8:30 p.m."
Si Yao trembled: "Are all the top wealthy families like that?"
Qiao Yin sighed: "Probably not. There shouldn't be many people like Wen Suhe who have CEO syndrome."
Si Yao agreed: "These days, if you don't have some kind of illness, you're embarrassed to call yourself a CEO."
Then Wen Suhe is such a domineering boss.
There's nothing wrong with him physically, just a bunch of mental problems.
Especially the outrageous possessiveness and desire for control.
If Wen Suhe became the emperor, there would probably be beheadings happening every day in the palace.
Su Zengrou said that you have to behave yourself before running away so that the other party will let down their guard.
The curfew was at 8:30, so Qiao Yin went home at 8 o'clock.
"We sisters can no longer chat about gossip all night long!" Si Yao stood next to the Porsche, "Goodbye my Qiao Qiao, goodbye my Porsche Iceberry Pink! I will drive you next time I come."
Si Yao blew kisses to the Porsche crazily.
Qiao Yin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You can take it and open it."
"Is it really possible?"
"I don't have a driver's license." Qiao Yin spread his hands, "Mechanical things will break down if they are not used for a long time."
"Will your husband have any objections?" Si Yao looked at Wen Suhe who came out from behind and raised her hand timidly, "Hey, Mr. Wen, I brought your beautiful wife back intact, and it's not past the curfew time yet."
So maybe they can go out and play together next time!
Can I? Can I?
Wen Suhe only had his wife in his eyes, and naturally held his wife's hand, "Don't keep Miss Si, the car is for my wife, she has the final say."
Si Yao thought about it, but was still timid.
"I'll just drive my car. I wish you a happy marriage and a baby soon!"
Si Yao got into her car and drove away.
Wen Suhe's eyebrows were stained with a faint smile, "You are a good friend."
Wen Suhe was happy to hear the words "May you have a happy marriage and a son soon".
It's so coaxing~
Why wasn't she so easy to coax when she was coaxing Wen Suhe!
Wen Suhe hadn't seen Qiao Yin for a day and was overwhelmed with longing for her. As soon as he entered the hall, he hugged her in his arms.
Qiao Yin leaned back, and the two of them formed a "Y" shape.
Wen Suhe held her back and pressed her back into his arms with a little force, "My dear, did you have fun today?"
It’s so annoying, I just need to hug you every day!
Could it be that Wen Suhe is suffering from skin hunger?
Qiao Yin smiled and replied, "I am happy. I want to play with Si Yao next time."
"Are you happier with me or with her?"
Could you please stop humiliating yourself!
Of course I’m happy with Yaoyao!
If these words were spoken in front of Wen Bingjiao, someone would definitely be jealous tonight and torture her to pieces.
Qiao Yin decided not to offend either party, "I'm happy to be alone."
Wen Suhe's eyes dimmed, "My dear, I hope that next time I ask you this question, your answer will be different from now."
Qiao Yin:
Although Qiao Yin's answer was not what Wen Suhe wanted to hear, her little expression was very cute.
Wen Suhe took her hand and went upstairs, "You accompany your friend today, and you accompany your husband on a business trip tomorrow, okay?"
Good news, God heard her prayers!
Bad news, Wen Suhe wants to take her on a business trip!
Qiao Yin paused for a moment, "Hubby, I can't go. I haven't done my summer homework, and I have to go to Professor Gu's house to learn calligraphy. I'm so busy!"
I’m not that busy!
She simply didn't want to go!
At the stairs, their eyes met, and Wen Suhe asked calmly, "What is Guaibao's summer homework?"
Qiao Yin said weakly, "Write a novel of about 20,000 words."
Whose good person still has homework during the summer vacation of his junior year?
In fact, she had already thought about what to write.
Ready-made topics are all around us.
Write him as an ancient tyrant, and then kill him!
hey-hey!
()
It’s not possible in reality, but it’s possible in novels.
Wen Suhe directly picked her up and said, "You and I have a tablet computer when we travel, so you can write anytime. As for calligraphy, there is no need to rush in the next two days."
The last time Wen Suhe went on a business trip without Qiao Yin, he felt like the days were passing by like years.
Three days on a business trip seemed like three years.
Without his wife by his side, he couldn't sleep well and suffered from insomnia at night.
Wen Suhe hurried upstairs, taking two flights of stairs at a time, "Summer vacation is so long, you can do your homework anytime."
"I don't want to go..."
"You want to."
Think about it!
"Don't I know whether I want it or not?" Qiao Yin hated Wen Suhe's overbearing behavior of making decisions on his own.
Tyrant tyrant!
Wen Suhe walked through the corridor with a sullen face. Qiao Yin felt uneasy and glanced at him anxiously.
Why doesn't Wen Suhe speak?
Wen Suhe is so scary when he doesn’t speak.
"Husband~"
Qiao Yin called him softly, "I don't have a passport and visa yet. I'm going on a business trip tomorrow so I won't have time, right?"
"domestic."
Why is it in China?
Qiao Yin whispered, "I can't help you if I go, it will distract you and delay your work progress, so I won't go~"
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