The autumn sunshine shone into the guest room, and it was faint.

　　Joan looked at her watch and muttered to herself, "It's 8:30 in the morning. I probably won't see him downstairs at this hour."

　　When she opened the door, she just walked to the stairs and saw two people in front of her.

　　A man and a woman.

　　The gasps of the Xi's family resounded last night. It seemed that this was the masterpiece of this woman.

　　For three whole years, the number of times she and Xitian had met each other was only six.

　　This time, Xitianqing's female companion did not repeat a single thing. She seemed to have long been used to him having fun with different women.

　　Qiao Shou had seen this on the cover of the magazine not long ago. It was the female model Xiao Ya, who had recently stood out in the talent show competition.

　　Qiao Fan forced a smile. He glanced at the man in suit and leather shoes and said politely, "Good morning, Mr. Xi."

　　Two extremely aggressive eyes darted toward her.

　　Xiao Ya looked at Qiao Man with some precaution, and her body was wrapped around him like a snake. She asked him delicately, "Tianqing, who is she?"

　　He did not answer, but turned around and said indifferently, "Go downstairs."

　　Xitianqing passed by Xiaoya and Qiao Sang, and Qiao Wanquan followed them downstairs as if nothing had happened.

　　When the servants saw the three of them coming down together, their faces more or less became a bit awkward.

　　Glancing at the exquisite breakfast on the table, Qiao Sang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and then said with a strange smile, "Mr. Xi, I'll go out first. Please enjoy your meal."

　　He had barely taken a few steps when a low, mellow voice rang out from behind him.

　　"Come back!"

　　She was stunned and stopped on the spot.

　　Xi Tianqing said lightly, "The parts of the warehouse have been released. You don't have to go there so early. Sit down and have breakfast together."

　　"It turns out that she is in charge of the warehouse. I thought..." Ya'er raised her lips and smiled. Looking at Qiao Wan's back, there was some irony in her eyes.

　　Xi Tianqing paused his action of holding the coffee cup and tilted his head to look at Xiaoya. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think so?"

　　"She thought she was my rival in love. She scared me to death." Ya'er pouted her small mouth and her voice became more and more tender.

　　Qiao Man looked at the woman's charming appearance and wanted to laugh. He explained, "Anyway, it's my boss."

　　"I said, how could Tianqing look at this kind of soup-based girl." Xiaoya rolled her eyes at her, her hands along the man's chest and her neck, and her eyes were almost glued to him.

　　"You're right, Miss. The matriarch has high taste." Qiao Sang's lips curled slightly. His manner of speaking seemed polite and polite, but there was a hint of coldness and calm in his tone.

　　Xitian Qing took a look at Qiao Man, put down the coffee cup quietly with his long and clean hands, and said too casually, "She is my legal wife."

　　Then, he took out a check from his pocket, wrote a string of numbers and put it into Xiaoya's hand, and calmly said, "Get out."

　　All of a sudden, Ya's face turned pale. She took the money and left the house unwillingly. However, Qiao Fan could not believe his ears and froze.

　　"How could he say the word 'wife' from the mouth of Xi Tianqing?"

　　"He has always been a stranger to me. What's going on today?"

　　"Why haven't you come over?" Xi Tianqing raised his lips slightly and said in a calm and powerful tone.

　　Qiao Man slowly walked to the opposite side of him and pulled a chair to sit down. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at him.

　　Xi Tianqing secretly looked at her for a while and turned his strong body toward her. Suddenly, he asked, "Am I a poisonous snake and a fierce beast?"

　　She was shocked, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw his calm eyes.

　　"No." She shook her head, but she could clearly feel a chill creeping up her spine behind her.

　　Xi Tianqing took a sip of coffee, and a beam of light came out of the watch on his wrist and fell into her eyes.

　　"I don't know the reason why you chose you to be my wife, do I?" He raised his eyebrows with interest.

　　For a moment, Qiao Sang thought for a moment and said, "I'm supposed to think that I'm pitiful at that time."

　　He shook his head.

　　"What's that?" She had been troubled by this question for three years. She always wanted to know the answer.

　　"Your heart is dead, and you don't want to get close to me." Xi Tianqing's voice was faint and short, but powerful.

　　She nodded her head and didn't say anything else. She just ate her breakfast quietly.

　　With a hiss, the match lit up a cigarette, and the air at the tip of her nose was mixed with the smell of wood tobacco.

　　She looked up, and Shitianqing's expression was slightly calm. "Your birthday is coming soon. I'll give you a few days off and go out with you."

　　She was stunned and quickly waved her hand. "I don't have the habit of celebrating my birthday. President Xi is always so busy, it's not right to waste time on me." She had registered her personal information when signing the marriage contract, but he actually remembered her birthday, which was really unexpected.

　　As if he could read her mind, Xitianqing said, "Help me pack up. Wait for me at the airport at one o'clock in the afternoon."

　　He put on the buttons of his suit and got up to leave. Qiao Sang looked at his strong and tall back, and felt a strong sense of unfamiliarity towards her.

　　During these years, she was the wife of Xi Tianqing, but in fact, she was just a subordinate of the Sinner's warehouse. There were not many people who knew that she and Xi Tianqing were husband and wife.

　　Joe felt a little uneasy about his abnormal behavior today, but she never dared to disobey the order of this man.

　　After breakfast, she went upstairs and stopped at the door of the master bedroom.

　　With a push of his hand, the air that rushed into his nose seemed to still linger on the loveliness of the Xitianqing and the woman from last night.

　　Today, for the first time, she walked into her husband's room, which had been occupied by many women from time to time.

　　The model, the stewardesses, the notable young ladies, and the stars, there seemed to be no woman whom Xitianqing could not handle, but none of them could stay with him for more than a week after having a relationship with him.

　　"Are the large variety of horses delicious now?" She couldn't help mumbling, and closed the master bedroom door with a few pieces of his clothes casually.

　　At 12:50 a.m., Qiao Wan arrived early at 10 minutes before waiting for him at the airport.

　　The airport was crowded with people, but she couldn't even find a familiar figure.

　　This city had always been a strange place to her.

　　At 1 p.m., a black Bentley suddenly stopped in front of her, and the timing was just right.

　　The driver opened the door and walked out with his straight and slender legs. He was 1.89 meters tall, enough to give off a strong sense of oppression.

　　Joe took a small step back subconsciously and asked quietly, "Mr. S Hilton, you've packed up your things."

　　Xi Tianqing glanced at the suitcase in her hand and asked, "You didn't bring your luggage?"

　　She smiled faintly. "I only have one set of clothes that can see people, and it's already on me. You'd better not wear other clothes, or it'll embarrass you."

　　After hearing this, Xi Tianqing was a little surprised. He narrowed his deep eyes and quickly smiled. He said in a softer voice, "Get on the plane first. I've completed all the necessary procedures."

　　"Where... are we going?" She was a little alert. Going out with the groom every night was as dangerous as climbing the cliff on foot.

　　With a glance at her, Xi Tianqing quietly took his luggage from her hand, and then he said two words calmly, " implying European."

　　She was stunned, and her body was obviously shaking a little.

　　Southeast, was a city with her painful memories.

　　Although Xitianqing didn't know much about her past, there were so many places in the world. Why did he go to America?

　　"Your complexion's very bad. Don't you feel well?" A hint of doubt appeared in his deep and long eyes.

　　Qiao Wan pursed his lower lip and asked with a glint in his eyes, "President, do you like Plan?"

　　Xi Tianqing shook his head. After a long time, a line slowly came out of his thin and ruthless lips. "This time, I'm going to America to do business. I don't know where they heard that I'm married. They invited me to go with my wife."

　　"Oh, I see." She implicitly raised her hand and touched the hair scattered on her ear.

　　Just like him, businessmen who introduced shopping malls should have their own scheme and shrewdness. Compared with a stranger's husband who went abroad to celebrate his wife's birthday, it was more reassuring to talk about business.

　　"It's one hundred and thirty o'clock in the afternoon. If there's anything else, I'll ask you again on the plane."

　　The suitcase in her hand was quietly taken away by Xitianqing. When she turned around, the man was already far away from her.

　　The plane took off on time. Xitianqing booked the first class cabin, so the location was relatively comfortable.

　　He was very quiet, reading the newspaper alone with a calm look.

　　The two almost didn't communicate, except that during dinner, Xitianqing asked her what she wanted to eat, and then they got along with each other like before.

　　When they were about to get off the plane, a low, pleasant voice suddenly sounded in Joan's ear. "We're going to talk about cooperation this time. Try not to let the other party see any clues. I don't want others to know that there's something fishy about my marriage."

　　She jerked her head to one side, and when her gaze landed on his aggressive gaze, her heart trembled. "Okay, Mr. Zuo."

　　"Mr. Zuo?" He suddenly smiled, and the coldness in his eyes gradually faded away.

　　She had always been smart. After hesitating for a moment, she immediately replied, "I will try to change this name and cooperate well with acting."

　　The smile on the corners of Xi Tianqing's lips gradually deepened and he adjusted his sitting position. His body was obviously getting closer to her and he said, "Let me have a try."

　　A smell of man's fragrance, which was so faint that it could not be smelled at such a close distance, touched her nose.

　　His eyes, however, seemed to be gentle but always seemed strange.

　　Qiao Man didn't dare to look at such an unfathomable pair of eyes for too long. He slightly closed his eyes and was embarrassed for a few times before he finally opened his mouth. "Honey."

　　All of a sudden, her chin was lifted up by his clean and slender fingers. The fingers were separated from his eyes for a short time and then connected together again.

　　Xi Tianqing curled his lips and said, "I'll call you that from now on."

　　She turned her face, and her chin escaped between his two fingers. Then she asked softly, "Is this business very important?"

　　"Okay." He answered casually, and the metal cuffs drew a low-key light as he looked at the watch.

　　The time difference in Beijing was four hours apart from that in China. It was 9:30 pm in Beijing. And it was the sunset in Beijing.

　　When she came to the hotel that Xitianqing had reserved, her relaxed heart was once again raised to her throat.

　　Xitianqing only booked a business suite.

　　Obviously, she wanted to stay in the same room as the groom tonight. The more she thought about it, the colder she felt.

　　Seeing her expression, he suddenly felt a little funny, but he wanted to tease her. "Let's go to sleep." He deliberately emphasized the word "we" and suddenly put his broad palm around her waist. His action was decisive and overbearing.