The family of three moved to a new residence and had a new environment. The space was larger. The bodyguards and servants all lived in the row of small houses at the back.
Qingting and Qi Rui occupied the entire third floor, maintaining a larger private space. Leng's mother lived on the second floor and chose a south-facing room, and she was very satisfied.
The divorce case was at the forefront, and it was inconvenient for her to go out often, so she lingered in the garden, planting flowers and watering. She felt much calmer and looked younger.
Every morning when Qingting wakes up, she receives roses from her husband. There are morning dew on the petals, exuding a refreshing fragrance, which puts her in a good mood all day long.
Qi Rui hardly goes out to socialize. He goes home to accompany his wife as soon as he gets off work. They have dinner together and walk in the garden. They talk about everything and their relationship becomes deeper and deeper.
Returning to his private space, Qingting no longer had any scruples, he relaxed his hands and feet a lot, and no longer avoided his frequent affectionate actions, and would occasionally take the initiative.
The moxibustion heat lingered all night, enjoying the sweet world of two people, passionate and fiery.
Occasionally do nothing, just sleep in each other's arms, share each other's body temperature, and welcome the first ray of sunshine in the morning together.
Despite the disturbance from the outside world, they stayed together quietly, and the years were peaceful and the world was stable.
The afternoon sun was faint and felt very comfortable on her body. Qingting stretched lazily and got up from the bed.
The phone rang, and it was an unfamiliar phone number.
"Ye Qingting, I have something to say."
Qingting twitched the corner of his mouth, Afra? What does she want to do again?
"I'm busy."
That day, Afra returned to Milan in the afternoon, but I heard that she was having a hard time, and the Chinese and Western media reported it, which caused a lot of trouble to her.
However, her position in the fashion industry is unshakable, and her performance has not been greatly affected. She is still prosperous and haute couture is hard to find.
This industry relies on craftsmanship, and as long as you have the skills, you can still do business.
She is a topical figure in the whirlpool of public opinion. She has become accustomed to it over the years. Anyway, she is thick-skinned and mentally strong. No amount of rumors will have much impact on her.
Afra warned coldly on the phone, "Don't do things too harshly. Think about the consequences. Afra still has feelings for me."
Qingting couldn't help but sneered, "Really? Then you should go find him."
Has this kind of person done too many bad things? Or has his conscience been eaten by a dog? He doesn't feel guilty at all, and he actually warned her so confidently.
Afra suppressed his anger and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"I'm at XX Cafe. If you don't come, you will regret it for the rest of your life."
Qingting's heart moved, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly, "Want to see me? Okay, meet me at XX Ancient Style Tea House at three o'clock, come or not."
After saying this, she hung up the phone decisively and stopped wasting any more words.
XX ancient style teahouse
The teahouse is decorated in an antique style, with private rooms that seem to be separated from each other, winding and winding, making it extremely quiet, elegant and unique.
Xiahe Pavilion is located in the corner. The long and short crystal curtains at the door form a small world, hazy and poetic, scattered throughout the room.
On the walls on both sides are ink paintings of clear summer lotuses, which stand gracefully and sway in the wind, making people feel relaxed and happy.
One window is hollow and full of ancient charm. Looking out from the window, everything is so hazy. You can hear the intermittent sounds coming from the other side, but you can't see the image on the other side clearly. The design is very exquisite and ingenious.
At 3:10, Afra, dressed dazzlingly, appeared at the door of the box. She was still gorgeously dressed, jeweled and extremely luxurious.