Sunlight shines through the bright floor-to-ceiling windows into the master bedroom of the villa and falls on the floor, like a thin layer of gold.
Chu Qiao's eyelids moved, and she felt something moving beside her. She slowly opened her almond-shaped eyes and looked beside her. The white sheets were empty, leaving a few wrinkles. She pushed herself up and sat up.
The sound of running water came from the bathroom next to the master bedroom. Chu Qiao thought that Meng Yanchen must be in there.
The vibrating sound of her cell phone made her think about it in the room. She followed the sound and looked for the source. When she saw it, she saw the black cell phone spinning faintly on the cabinet next to the bed, with the screen shining brightly.
Chu Qiao subconsciously walked to the cabinet, leaned down and took a look.
The name displayed on the screen was Liu Xini. Is Liu Xini... his former lover?
When Chu Qiao was stunned, the bathroom door was suddenly opened.
"What are you looking at?" Meng Yanchen's eyes were as sharp as a falcon, staring at her closely, and his voice was cold. He didn't like women to pry into his privacy because of their cleverness.
Chu Qiao pointed to the cell phone and replied in a low voice: "There was a call just now!" The cell phone kept ringing. She just wanted to see who was looking for him so urgently? Is there something urgent?
Meng Yanchen put on a black suit from Armani. He walked up to her and suddenly grabbed her wrist, warning: "The agreement is very clear. Don't try to interfere in my private life. Investigate
My privacy, because you are not qualified at all, understand?" There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, but there was not even a trace of smile in his eyes.
Chu Qiao only felt that her wrist hurt, so she was not qualified? She raised her head, nodded, and said lightly: "I know..." Then, she lowered her head, deliberately ignoring the stinging pain from her heart. Who is she to him?
?She is not qualified to care about him at all, is she? She has to remember that she can’t do it again next time!
Meng Yanchen let go of her hand: "I know that is the best..."
He unlocked the phone and looked at the missed calls and text messages. Disdain and contempt were building up in his eyes, but there was still a smile on his lips.
"After washing up, go downstairs to eat! After eating, go to work!"
"Yeah!" Chu Qiao nodded and walked to the bathroom step by step. She closed the door gently, and the smile that forced her lips suddenly disappeared. She was hired by him, and she took his money. In his eyes,
, maybe Chu Qiao is no different from other women. For some reason, she suddenly felt that the man in the master bedroom now and the man who picked her up in the rainy night were not the same person. She had never been so gentle and considerate.
I saw it in Meng Yanchen.
How is this possible? Exactly the same face...
After laughing at her random thoughts, she hurriedly started to wash up.
Go downstairs.
Meng Yanchen sat at the dining table and picked up the newspaper that had just been delivered in the morning. He was reading it carefully. From time to time, he picked up the black coffee on the table and took a sip.
Sister Wan made her a bowl of mushroom and shredded chicken porridge. Chu Qiao said thank you gratefully and drank the porridge in her hand quietly. She originally wanted to tell Meng Yanchen that drinking coffee in the morning was not good.
But after glancing at him, she couldn't say anything. His body was hers, so what did it have to do with her? If she said something wrong, she would still be hurt by him, which was not good!
There were only a few mouthfuls left, "Let's go..."
Chu Qiao looked at the porridge in her bowl, hurriedly put the remaining porridge into her mouth, and followed her.