The door lock clicked, and the corners of Pei Xiao's mouth slowly fell. The huge room was as quiet as death. It was 180 square meters and was really too big, but no part of it belonged to her.
The garage door was raised and lowered, and with the roar of a sports car speeding away, a beam of car lights illuminated the dark floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room. Pei Xiao knew that Xi Xiangdong was walking away.
She slowly crossed her legs and sat on the floor. She didn't know why she thought that the photo in his wallet was her. Xi Xiangdong said that they were boyfriend and girlfriend, so she foolishly thought that he loved her. But
There is another kind of relationship in this world called the appearance of harmony and the separation of spirit. The look between his brows and eyes clearly showed no trace of affection.
And what will the real Sunny think when he sees his face after returning to China? "I'm sorry, you violated my portrait rights. I will sue you and you have to pay XXXXXXX amount of money..."
"Ah, you might as well kill me!" She scratched her head in pain.
*
Xi's house is a typical two-story building in the military zone. It looks very retro and simple. In fact, it has a history of many years. It was once a rented residence built by the British. It was later confiscated and divided. Those who can live here may be
People who have made special contributions.
Xi Changzhi only retired from the military region in the past two years. When the new year comes, there are always chiefs with wheat ears on their shoulders who come to the house to pay New Year greetings. Xi Changzhi's first wife is an art soldier in the army, and the two of them announced their marriage.
A standard marriage. There were children every two years after the marriage, but his wife died in childbirth when Xi Xiangdong was left. After that, Xi Changzhi married his second wife, the current wife, Fu Tingfang.
The Fu family was considered a prominent family in the imperial capital, with many people in the family engaged in business and politics, and their branches were huge. After Fu Tingfang gave birth to Xi Wanlai, Xi Changzhi was even more accommodating to her, and she had the final say in all matters big and small in the family.
Xi Xiangdong parked the car, and the nanny at the door took his clothes and brought him slippers.
Fu Tingfang was setting up the dining table inside. When he saw him coming back, he couldn't help but scold him: "It's okay to be delayed on the road because you came late. Why did you come back later than him?"
Xi Xiangdong unbuttoned his suit, rolled up his sleeves, and helped silently without explaining anything. When Xi Wanlai saw this, he smiled and helped him: "Mom, my eldest brother's company is in the city center, and it can block three blocks at a time. I'll start from now on."
Coming from the airport, we are in the suburbs most of the way, so it’s not unusual to come back earlier than my eldest brother."
"Just help him speak." Fu Tingfang hit him with the head of her chopsticks. It seemed to be reproachful, but more of a favor.
"Okay, Mom, I'm starving to death. Let's start eating quickly."
"Go ask your dad to come down."
When Xi Wan came upstairs, Fu Tingfang put away the smile on his face and looked at Xi Xiangdong solemnly: "No matter how busy the company is, can it be more important than your brother? I don't even want to ask you to pick up your brother at the airport.
If you continue like this, I'm afraid it will spread outside that you are not his biological brother."
Xi Xiangdong's hand tightened as he placed the bowl and chopsticks, and he subconsciously squeezed the edge of the bowl.
"Since he has returned to China late, I will take him to the company later."
Xi Xiangdong frowned subconsciously: "Wan Lai is not interested in running the company."
Fu Tingfang snorted and laughed: "How do you know he doesn't like it?"
"Later, he told me that he likes photography. If he is willing, I can help him set up a studio."
"I think you are afraid that your brother will steal the company's shares from you, right? Don't forget, your dad and I are also one of the company's shareholders." Just as he was talking, there was a sound of closing the door upstairs, and Fu Tingfang took a quick look: "
Photography is just a hobby. He can do whatever he likes, but he must go to the company." The door lock clicked, and the corners of Pei's smile slowly fell. The huge room was as quiet as death, with an area of 180 square meters.
, it’s really too big, but no part of it belongs to her.
The garage door was raised and lowered, and with the roar of a sports car speeding away, a beam of car lights illuminated the dark floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room. Pei Xiao knew that Xi Xiangdong was walking away.
She slowly crossed her legs and sat on the floor. She didn't know why she thought that the photo in his wallet was her. Xi Xiangdong said that they were boyfriend and girlfriend, so she foolishly thought that he loved her. But
There is another kind of relationship in this world called the appearance of harmony and the separation of spirit. The look between his brows and eyes clearly showed no trace of affection.
And what will the real Sunny think when he sees his face after returning to China? "I'm sorry, you violated my portrait rights. I will sue you and you have to pay XXXXXXX amount of money..."
"Ah, you might as well kill me!" She scratched her head in pain.
*
Xi's house is a typical two-story building in the military zone. It looks very retro and simple. In fact, it has a history of many years. It was once a rented residence built by the British. It was later confiscated and divided. Those who can live here may be
People who have made special contributions.
Xi Changzhi only retired from the military region in the past two years. When the new year comes, there are always chiefs with wheat ears on their shoulders who come to the house to pay New Year greetings. Xi Changzhi's first wife is an art soldier in the army, and the two of them announced their marriage.
A standard marriage. There were children every two years after the marriage, but his wife died in childbirth when Xi Xiangdong was left. After that, Xi Changzhi married his second wife, the current wife, Fu Tingfang.
The Fu family was considered a prominent family in the imperial capital, with many people in the family engaged in business and politics, and their branches were huge. After Fu Tingfang gave birth to Xi Wanlai, Xi Changzhi was even more accommodating to her, and she had the final say in all matters big and small in the family.
Xi Xiangdong parked the car, and the nanny at the door took his clothes and brought him slippers.
Fu Tingfang was setting up the dining table inside. When he saw him coming back, he couldn't help but scold him: "It's okay to be delayed on the road because you came late. Why did you come back later than him?"
Xi Xiangdong unbuttoned his suit, rolled up his sleeves, and helped silently without explaining anything. When Xi Wanlai saw this, he smiled and helped him: "Mom, my eldest brother's company is in the city center, and it can block three blocks at a time. I'll start from now on."
Coming from the airport, we are in the suburbs most of the way, so it’s not unusual to come back earlier than my eldest brother."
"Just help him speak." Fu Tingfang hit him with the head of her chopsticks. It seemed to be reproachful, but more of a favor.
"Okay, Mom, I'm starving to death. Let's start eating quickly."
"Go ask your dad to come down."
When Xi Wan came upstairs, Fu Tingfang put away the smile on his face and looked at Xi Xiangdong solemnly: "No matter how busy the company is, can it be more important than your brother? I don't even want to ask you to pick up your brother at the airport.
If you continue like this, I'm afraid it will spread outside that you are not his biological brother."
Xi Xiangdong's hand tightened as he placed the bowl and chopsticks, and he subconsciously squeezed the edge of the bowl.
"Since he has returned to China late, I will take him to the company later."
Xi Xiangdong frowned subconsciously: "Wan Lai is not interested in running the company."
Fu Tingfang snorted and laughed: "How do you know he doesn't like it?"
"Later, he told me that he likes photography. If he is willing, I can help him set up a studio."
"I think you are afraid that your brother will steal the company's shares from you, right? Don't forget, your dad and I are also one of the company's shareholders." Just as he was talking, there was a sound of closing the door upstairs, and Fu Tingfang took a quick look: "
Photography is just a hobby. He can do whatever he likes, but he must go to the company."