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155 My Wife and I Are in the Elevator and You Come in to Make Light Bulbs

Zi Jin took two steps back and looked at Qiao Jinglian cautiously, "Did you call me? Maybe I fell asleep, so I didn't hear it."

"…………"

"Did you read the text message?"

Surprisingly, the young master who was always so unruly in front of him did not lose his temper at this moment. He stretched out a hand and gently pinched the bridge of his nose that was aching. The following words were clearly spoken.

It smacks of compromise and concession.

Short message……

Zi Jin remembered that there was indeed a text message in the middle of the night last night, but she was half asleep at the time, so she glanced at it and had no impression at all.

When she didn't speak, Qiao Jinglian naturally thought that she didn't even read her own text messages. When would Qiao Jinglian take the initiative to send text messages to a woman? That kind of thumb movement seemed like a waste of time, but he was right

She did it, but she was so dismissive.

The man's face turned slightly gloomy, "Shen Zijin, your husband and I didn't come home last night, why didn't you ask me what on earth I was doing?"

Zi Jin was stunned and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Did the sun come out from the west today, or did Qiao Jinglian take the wrong medicine? What he just said sounded like a "vindictive husband" - complaining that his wife didn't pay enough attention to him.

But is there such a weird atmosphere between them?

"...Qiao Jinglian, don't go crazy at all times. When will you report to me for not going home at night? Or am I qualified to question you for not going home at night?"

Qiao Jinglian narrowed her eyes, and her handsome face showed a bit of fatigue. Zi Jin could tell that he must not have had a good rest last night, and it seemed that he had not changed his clothes. When he came closer to her,

He still smelled of alcohol, it wasn't very strong, but you could still smell it.

He said with a serious face: "Am I not giving you this power now? Do you think everything I said to you was a joke?"

Zi Jin frowned and looked away, not liking the smell of alcohol on his body. "...What did you say to me?"

"I said, I won't divorce you. From now on, I will treat you as my wife. Zijin, I mean what I said."

"…………"

He suddenly called his name, which made Zijin's heart skip a beat, but it was not a surprise, but a fright.

Qiao Jinglian would never call herself that, but now he called her by her name, still using such an intimate tone. No matter how low Zijin's emotional intelligence was, it was impossible for him to not distinguish anything under such obvious and straightforward words.

A little problem.

Qiao Jinglian, he... said everything seriously?

"...You drank too much, haven't you woken up yet?" Zi Jin frowned, the emotion on his face showed no emotion at all, but the conflict was particularly obvious.

A trace of frustration flashed in Qiao Jinglian's eyes, and it was fleeting. Just as the elevator came down, as soon as the double doors opened, he reached out and dragged Zijin into the elevator.

As soon as Zijin turned her head, she saw other people in the company rushing to such an elevator. She struggled subconsciously, with a very ugly expression on her face, "Don't be like this, Qiao Jinglian, if you let go, someone will see you!"

"So what if I see you? You are my wife, I am just holding you, who the hell dares to gossip?" Qiao Jinglian's face was uglier than hers. When the two female colleagues saw Qiao Jinglian, their eyes flickered and they were about to enter.

When they were in the elevator, Qiao Jinglian shouted, "Get out!"

"…………"

Zijin was extremely embarrassed and lowered his voice, "...Qiao Jinglian, what are you doing?"

Qiao Jinglian turned a deaf ear and stared coldly at the two female colleagues who were standing on the edge of the elevator door without giving any face, "Are you deaf if I let you go out? Seeing my wife and I in this elevator,

Are you so ignorant that you come in and make light bulbs? Get out!"

Zijin, "…………"

She no longer had the nerve to look at the two female colleagues standing at the door. Obviously, the expressions on their faces were very exciting. Her eyes glanced back and forth at Qiao Jinglian and Zi Jin. One was the prince of the Qiao family, and the other was.

No matter how unhappy she was, Qiao's young mistress did not dare to show any dissatisfaction on her face. She finally said "I'm sorry" and then left obediently.

As soon as the double doors closed, Zi Jin couldn't help but explode. She reached out and shook off Qiao Jinglian's hand that was holding her wrist. She twisted her eyebrows and said seriously: "Master Qiao, please speak before you speak."

Can you just think about it? Why are you like this? Are you deliberately making people misunderstand us..."

"Misunderstand?"

Qiao Jinglian took a step closer to Zi Jin with a serious look on her face. Regardless of Zi Jin's struggle and unable to hold her hand, she simply forced her back against the elevator wall and pinched her jaw. The man's gloomy voice interrupted.

He asked her words, "What misunderstanding about us? We are originally husband and wife. Even if we do something, it is natural. Is there anything that cannot be said?"

"…………"

Zijin was so angry that his face turned green. He reached out and smacked away the hand that was holding his chin, and retorted through gritted teeth: "Qiao Jinglian, can't you be more mature? I don't know what you mean by being like this now. Is it true?

You look very displeased with me, and you are thinking of ways to torture me in this way? Are you bored or not? Let the whole company see my jokes, and you will feel very comfortable?"

"Why do you let everyone in the company laugh at you?"

"…………"

"To you, I want to be close to you like this, and this will make them laugh at you?" Qiao Jinglian seemed a little confused, frowning and looking at Zijin, "If that's the case, tell me, who ***

If you dare to laugh at you, I’ll sew that person’s mouth shut right away, huh?”

"…………"

Zijin had a splitting headache. What did Qiao Jinglian mean? What did he want to do? He didn't speak too clearly, but he was vaguely revealing some information to himself, and this information was Zijin's.

I don’t dare to think about it, and I don’t want to think about it either.

She pursed her lips and did not refute his words. Her clear eyes stared at the man in front of her for a moment. Some chaotic thoughts were beating in her mind, but at this moment, she suddenly thought of

Thanks to Xie Lingxi.

For some reason, when she thought of Xie Lingxi, she actually felt a little sympathy for this man.

Does Qiao Jinglian know who Xie Lingxi is?

Does he know that that woman actually betrayed him five years ago? She can actually forge a hymen, which shows how deep her thoughts are. But she is so narrow-minded and people are not too smart, Gu Yanshen told

After he investigated her, he found that she had a very rich private life, which meant that it was impossible for Xie Lingxi to have only met one Gu Yanshen, and maybe there were many other men...

Does Qiao Jinglian know all this?

The woman he held in his hands and felt pain did such a thing behind his back. If he knew about it, he would definitely not be able to bear such an unruly personality, right?

Or, in fact, he already knew something, so he was heartbroken at Xie Lingxi. When he looked back, he thought that he still had a wife who he had been married to for 5 years, but who had also been neglected by him for 5 years?

What he is doing now is to take revenge on Xie Lingxi?

…………

Zijin felt that she was probably crazy to even think of going up to this level, but there were indeed too many things that happened recently, one after another, without even giving her a chance to breathe, and her brain was in a tense state for a long time.

, thinking will be a little disordered, not to mention, just learned these things from Gu Yanshen, and now facing Qiao Jinglian...

For the first time, she felt that she was standing on a quadrilateral, with each person occupying one point, and the other three points standing on the other three points - Gu Yanshen, Qiao Jinglian, and Xie Lingxi.

It's really... such a ridiculous and confusing relationship.

The elevator dinged and reached the (floor). Zijin didn't want to stay in a small space with Qiao Jinglian anymore. As soon as the double doors opened, she couldn't wait to get out of the elevator. Qiao Jinglian saw her hiding from him as if she was hiding from a ghost.

Naturally, she felt uncomfortable, so she stopped her at the corner of the corridor.

He did not pull her arrogantly like he did just now, but frowned and said seriously: "Shen Zijin, I really want to tell you something. I want to talk to you calmly.

"

Zijin pursed her lips, glanced at him, and heard the sincerity in his words. Some fragments seemed to flash through her mind in a daze, as if it was the text message she saw before, which Qiao Jinglian sent her.

The above content also means that he wants to have a good talk with her. In the five years since they met and got married, Qiao Jinglian never seemed to be like this to him. Zi Jin became a little curious as to what he wanted to do.

What do you say to yourself?

"Dad is waiting for me in my office. If you really have something to tell me, I'll call you later."

"The old man is waiting for you?"

Zijin nodded.

Qiao Jinglian pondered for a moment, "I couldn't tell you clearly on the phone. I'll wait for you in the office. After you finish talking to the old man, come find me."

After leaving these words, he turned around and walked towards his office.

Zijin looked at the man's unruly back, sighed softly, reached out and pinched his temples, and walked towards his office.

※※※※※

When Zijin pushed the door open, Qiao Shiyun was sitting on the small sofa in her office, with his crutches aside and a cigarette in his hand. There was no ashtray in her office, but there was already one beside Qiao Shiyun, probably

It was brought in by the staff.

"dad."

She walked in and closed the door. Before coming to the company, she washed her face in the hotel bathroom and put on light makeup, so Qiao Jinglian didn't see any trace of her crying before, and even Qiao Shiyun.

Can't be found.

"I just went out to deliver a document. I didn't know you were coming over. Dad, would you like something to drink?"

"No need." Qiao Shiyun waved his hand and pinched out the cigarette butt in his hand, "Come and sit down. I went to see you last night. You were not in the room. In fact, I just wanted to talk to you about your affairs in the UK and about you.

Father’s business.”

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