V4.Chapter 35

Qiao Yuwei angrily went upstairs and left Lu Yimin alone in the dining room. He didn't want to pay any attention to him. He took his pajamas in the cloakroom and went to the bathroom for a hot bath.

Lu Yimin looked at the food on the table, put down his chopsticks and leaned back in his chair. His eyebrows stirred slightly. He was so big that he had never done such a thing.

In fact, there is some resistance and dissatisfaction in my heart. No one can ask him to do anything except the old man and his parents. However, thinking of Qiao Yuwei's angry face, I glanced at his more eye-catching lipstick on his shirt. Finally, I got up and decided to get up quietly and reluctantly receive the dishes and chopsticks from the kitchen sink.

When he went upstairs, Qiao Yuwei didn't come out of the bathroom. He stood at the door of the master bedroom and looked around. Finally, he went in and threw his coat on the pink bed. His long legs went to the cloakroom, and his hands were unbuttoned.

After the solution, Lu Yimin directly took off the white shirt and threw it into the garbage can. He took a set of pajamas and turned back to the bathroom at the end of the corridor to wash.

About 20 minutes later, Lu Yimin came out of the bedroom in his gray pajamas, with water dripping from his black hair. He walked into the master bedroom and found that there was still no Qiao Yuwei in the room, while the light in the small bathroom on the left was still on, but there was no movement inside.

Eyebrows locked up again, diameter went to the bathroom door, fingers knocked on the door, shouting: "Qiao Yuwei, what are you doing inside?"

"What are you doing? I'll be out in a minute Qiao Yu micro hears his voice, then hastens out a voice to answer.

Hearing her answer, Lu Yimin's locked brow eased down. Without saying much, he turned and sat on the sofa in the room, waiting for her to come out.

Joe put his pajamas on the face and took off the mask. He washed his face and walked out of the bathroom. He looked at Lu Yiyang sitting on the sofa. He went over and asked, "why, what have you just told me to do?"

"How long have you been in the bathroom?" Lu Yimin's legs were overlapping, his slender fingers were sliding on the flat, and he asked without raising his head.

"Well..." Qiao Yuwei thought, looking at the clock hanging on the wall, blinked innocently: "almost... Er... Not an hour."

Hearing her guilty and uncertain words, Lu Yimin's action of sliding flat also stopped. He looked at her with his head on his side, and looked at her with black eyes.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm taking a bath? Then there is a mask, a little longer. You're going to kill me, too? " With that, Qiao Yuwei's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sly smile rose on his face: "but... In other words, have you become more and more irritable these days, especially for my business?"

Lu Yimin takes back his eyes indifferently, and as always uses silence to replace his answer.

Qiao's words slightly curled his lips, knowing that he was going to start the pattern of silence again. He glanced at him and went to the bedside, but suddenly noticed that there was a white unknown object in the garbage can not far away. He went over curiously, reached out and took a look, and suddenly found that this was not the shirt he was wearing today?

Looking at Lu Yimin in surprise, he asked, "Lu Yimin, why are your clothes in the garbage can?"

"I lost it." Lu Yimin put the tablet aside, got up to look at it, glanced at the clothes in the garbage can, and returned as if nothing had happened.

"Why?"

"It's dirty. I don't want it."

Qiao's voice was slightly dumb, and suddenly he realized what he meant by "dirty". It should be the lipstick.

However, the more he did, the more Qiao Yuwei didn't understand what he was thinking. When she just questioned him, he showed a very cold attitude and said that it had nothing to do with her. It seemed that what was called wenshurou was of special significance and very important to him.

But now he threw away the dress with warm lipstick. Did he really dislike it or did he make it for her on purpose?

"Why?" Seeing that the way she looked at herself had the meaning of exploring, Lu Yimin asked.

Qiao Yuwei shook his head and said with a smile: "in fact... If you think I'm angry about this and lose my clothes, it's unnecessary..."

After all, his clothes are big brands, and even most of them are custom-made, which is extremely expensive.

Such a shirt is estimated to be a year's salary for ordinary people.

"Throw it, I don't like it."

"Er... OK!"

I'm sorry, but she's being amorous again.

"You and that wenshurou..."

"It doesn't matter." Hearing the name, Lu Yimin interrupted her directly: "as I said, today's lipstick will not happen again."

"What if something else happened?"

"What's the matter?"

"For example, do you roll the sheets with others, or hold or kiss each other?"

"No way."

"Well, you said that." Qiao Yuwei picked eyebrows and said with a smile: "in fact... Even if you don't say that, I believe you."

Looking at such a real smile on her face, Lu Yimin is stunned. Qiao Yuwei also opens his hands and pours into his arms, hugs him tightly, and pastes Qiao Rong on his chest: "Lu Yimin, no matter who it is, you won't leave me, right?"

Lu Yimin looked down at her, his heart trembled slightly, his hands slowly lifted up and held her waist, and he said, "well."

Although it's just a cold single tone, Qiao Yuwei is very satisfied with it. The radian of his mouth is getting bigger and bigger, and the strength of holding him back is also increasing. He mutters in a low voice: "however, I don't think you can get rid of me, unless... Unless one day I don't want you."

Listen to words, Lu Yi Min whole body a shock, pupil tiny shrink, hold her waist of two hands, can't help but force some.

"Ha ha! That's all I have to say. Don't take it seriously. It's nine o'clock. I have to go to bed and get up early tomorrow. I'm so tired today. " Feeling his exertion, Qiao Yuwei laughed happily, raised his head from his arms, patted him on the back, and said in a coquettish tone.

"Do you sleep here all the time and won't go back to the guest bedroom?" When planning to quit his arms, Qiao Yuwei suddenly looked at him and asked.

"Shut your mouth and go to bed." Asked by her, Lu Yi Min's face was unnatural. He looked at her and raised his hand to hold her baby face.

"What's on the table! What are you doing? " Delicate and beautiful baby face was squeezed into a ball by her in a moment, Qiao Yuwei revolted and cried.

"Sleep."

"Then why are you pinching me?" As soon as he released his hand, Qiao Yuwei gently rubbed his face to relax the muscles of his face. He glared at him angrily. Seeing that he was walking towards the bed, he went to the door, closed the door, and then turned back to the bed.

When he left with his back to her, Lu Yimin's eyes were a little more smiling, and the corners of his mouth also raised a faint radian. But when she closed the door and came back, he resumed his usual indifference, and the radian that had just been raised also instantly converged.

Qiao Yuwei didn't notice him, so he lifted the quilt and went to bed.

It's not strange that two people sleep in the same bed now, so Qiao Yuwei naturally lies in his arms and closes his eyes to sleep with a smile.

***

In the next few days, Qiao Yuwei and Lu Yimin are busy, but every night they will come back to eat at the same table, and then sleep in the same bed. Although Lu Yimin's cold temper can't be changed for a while, Qiao Yuwei also knows him, so we can get along well during this period.

Towards the end of the month, Qiao Yuwei's preparation for the recital has become more and more busy. He goes out early and comes back late. The only time to meet Lu Yimin is when he has breakfast in the morning and goes to bed at night.

For wenshurou, Qiao Yuwei didn't ask any more. In fact, she forgot wenshurou completely.

However, Qiao Yuwei didn't want to think of the name. She was willing to believe Lu Yimin, so just let it be and don't care so much.

"I'm so tired that I can have a rest at last." Qiao Yuwei sighed, lying on the sofa, didn't want to move for a moment.

Fang Xin looked at her, moved his neck a little, and looked at the things in the tablet: "tomorrow night is the recital, you can relax today! Go to bed early tonight and play well tomorrow. "

"I know if you don't say it." Qiao language tiny slants a head, made a grimace to her, vomit tongue.

"How long are you going to stay here?" Fang Xin told the staff in the studio about the arrangement for the next few days, then gave the tablet back to the girl, motioned her to go out first, looked at her again and asked.

"Can't you give me a break? Do you have a conscience? I'm dead tired these days. "

"Yes, you can rest! I have a lot to do! I don't want to go on leisurely with you. " With that, Fang Xin began to review the documents on his desk.

Qiao Yuwei raised his hand and supported his jaw: "how do I think the legal person of my studio can almost change his name?"

"To whom?" Fang asked without raising his heart.

"You

Fang Xin suddenly looked up at her and shook her head in horror: "please don't, please be merciful and let me go. I've worked hard to manage it for you. I want to live for decades more. Thank you!"

“……”

Qiao language tiny pie mouth: "anyway all not bad, you also need not so big reaction."

"Is there a difference? Although I'm taking care of the affairs in the studio, there are still some things that you, the legal person, need to do, such as those documents. "

“……”

Qiao language tiny white her one eye: "I just say, don't take seriously."

Qiao Yuwei lies on the sofa and sleeps for a short time. It's 2:30 in the afternoon. Qiao Yuwei gets up and stretches. He patrols the whole office and finds that there is no figure of Fangxin, so he knows that she should be out busy.

A little straightened himself, put on his coat, carrying a bag out of the office.

"Weiwei, wake up?" Passing staff saw her and said hello to her with a smile.

For this address, the people in the studio were respectful to her at the beginning, but Qiao Yuwei thought it was too cumbersome, so she asked them to call her along with Fang Xin.

"Well." Qiao language smiles to nod, ask a way: "heart heart?"

"Sister Xin has gone out. She doesn't know when she will come back. Let me tell you."

Qiao Yuwei said with a smile: "OK, I know. I'll go first. You work hard and come on. After my recital, please have a big dinner."

"All right." The staff should smile, and she waved, watched her leave the studio.

Qiao Yuwei drove all the way back to the villa. When he heard the engine of the car, Uncle Chen came out to meet her. When he saw her, he said with a smile: "madam, I came back so early today?"

Qiao Yuwei changed his shoes at the door and laughed: "tomorrow's recital, today's things are almost handled, I want to come back to have a good rest and relax, to have a better play tomorrow." Then he went inside. Suddenly he thought of something. He took out some tickets from his bag, looked back at Uncle Chen, and handed him the tickets in his hand: "Uncle Chen, I have more tickets here. Do you want to go with your family?"

Although Uncle Chen didn't know much about the music, he knew that the tickets for Qiao Yuwei's recital were hard to get, and they were also very expensive. Looking at the four tickets she handed over, Uncle Chen was flattered and quickly waved his hand: "madam, how can I have them! It's so hard to get tickets for your recital. I'm not paid for it. How can I“

"What's wrong? I'll just give it to you. Don't worry about it. Don't you have a granddaughter? I like music very much. There are just four tickets for you and your family Qiao Yuwei directly interrupted Uncle Chen's words and waved his hand. He didn't pay much attention to the four tickets.

"Thank you, madam, for thinking so much about our family." Uncle Chen took the four tickets and nodded to her solemnly.

Qiao Yuwei quickly put his hand on him: "Uncle Chen, just four tickets. There's no need to exaggerate. You'd better enter 20 minutes in advance tomorrow. However, there may be more people tomorrow. You should be careful when you enter, especially take care of your children. Don't get lost."

"Well, I remember what Madame said."

Qiao Yu nodded with a smile: "that's settled. I must go tomorrow! Besides... Do you have any fruit at home? Can you help me cut the point and send it upstairs? "

"Well, I'll get ready."

"Well, thank you, Uncle Chen." Qiao language micro should finish, then directly go upstairs.

Qiao Yuwei changed a suit of clothes, then lay down on the sofa of the room, brushing the micro blog with his mobile phone. After a while, Uncle Chen came up with the fruit tray. After Uncle Chen left, Qiao Yuwei was eating fruit, playing with his mobile phone and sending a message to Lu Yimin via wechat.

Lu Yimin, who had just come out of the conference room, heard the tone, took out his mobile phone and looked at it. He saw two short messages on wechat: "I'm at home now, when will you come back?" and an expression pack.

The Mou son of Cu wear cold idea gradually had the meaning of relaxation, the side Mou sees to Zhai JIAYE of the side: "the itinerary of the evening arranges."

"There's a regular meeting in the evening about the new project."

"About what time will it end?"

"It starts at half past six. It's expected to end around eight." Zhai JIAYE hesitated a little, roughly estimated the next time, quietly back.

After listening to Zhai JIAYE's words, Lu Yimin doesn't have the following. Instead, he hangs his eyes and looks at the mobile phone. His slender fingers are dancing on it and typing. Zhai JIAYE curiously pokes his head to have a look. But as soon as his head is poked out, Lu Yimin's cold afterglow sweeps over. He conditionally reflexes and immediately doesn't open his eyes to look at the ceiling, pretending to know nothing.

It took Qiao Yuwei more than two minutes to receive Lu Yimin's simple three words "after eight o'clock".

Looking at these three emotionless words, Joe said slightly, a little dissatisfied. She seldom came back so early today, but he had to work overtime in the evening.

Qiao Yuwei thought again, he is in charge of such a big company of Lu's group. It's normal for him to be busy. He can't let thousands of people come back to accompany him!

It's too selfish to say that, so she's more open-minded. She goes back to her smiling face and begins to enjoy her rare and leisurely afternoon.

Xu was short of sleep because of work. After eating the fruit, Qiao Yuwei felt sleepy again. But before she fell asleep, she heard something coming from downstairs, which scared her sleepiness away.

Qiao Yuwei yawned and didn't care much about the movement downstairs until he heard Uncle Chen's familiar voice: "how did you find this place?"

After listening, Qiao Yuwei sat up, straightened himself up a little, got up and walked out of the door, stood in the corridor on the second floor and looked downstairs. But because the door was a blind spot on the second floor, Qiao Yuwei didn't see anything. Just as he was about to return to the house, he heard a soft and quiet voice from downstairs: "I... Uncle Chen, I want to meet brother Yi min, I can't get into the company, and I don't have brother Yi's phone, so... Isn't he at home now? "

Hearing the three words "Yi Min elder brother", Qiao Yuwei's eyebrows were locked together. He was a little wary. He stopped and turned to walk downstairs. When he got to the first floor, he said, "Uncle Chen."

On hearing this, Uncle Chen became nervous and turned to look at her: "husband... Madam..."

Wen Shurou, who was standing outside the door, felt nervous when she heard Qiao Yuwei's voice and Uncle Chen's address to her. Then she said, "Uncle Chen, I just want to see brother Yi min. I really have something important to tell him."

Qiao language is tiny to gather a facial expression, walk to the door, across Uncle Chen to see past, looking at that piece of white to have no any blood color of delicate pretty face, nimble Mou up and down looked down, look at eyebrow to ask: "who are you?"

When Wen Shurou looks at her nearly perfect baby face, she feels inferior again. This is her first time to see Qiao Yuwei. Her first feeling is that she is more beautiful than on the report and TV, and the temperament emanating from her bones is totally incomparable.

Yes, she was born with a golden spoon, and now she is a famous pianist. She is just a very ordinary girl. Besides her face and figure, there is nothing she can do. Now, her face and figure are compared by her.

"Ma'am, she is..." Chen Shu stood between them, a little embarrassed. The status of Wen Shurou was quite special, but how could he explain it to his wife?

When Uncle Chen hesitated, wenshurou tried her best to suppress her inferiority feeling, and tried to make herself feel very pitiful and wronged. With tears in her eyes, she bowed to Qiao Yuwei deeply: "Hello, Miss Qiao, my name is wenshurou. I didn't mean to disturb you today, just..."

"Since I didn't mean to disturb you, let's go! No When Shurou finished speaking, Qiao Yuwei interrupted her directly and glanced at Uncle Chen: "Uncle Chen, go and ask about the property. Can anyone enter this community now? If they put any paparazzi in one day, they have to think about the consequences. "

"Yes, I'll call the property later."

Wen Shurou is in the same place. She really wants to find Lu Yimin today. It's totally unexpected for her to meet Qiao Yuwei. But now listening to Qiao Yuwei's decisive decision, she suddenly feels that it's false to say that Qiao Yuwei is kind and has a good character on the Internet. Harshness is her real name. Those are just people she hypes up.

"Miss Qiao, listen to me first. I just want to find brother Yi min... he..."

"Brother Yi Min?" Qiao Yuwei went over Uncle Chen, picked his eyebrows, looked at Wenshu and laughed softly, which made her beautiful baby face more moving: "I've heard of your name from Lu Yimin, but according to him, you don't have a good relationship with him. Come to find him at home! In addition, it's not that I don't like to see you. It's my special identity. I'm not interested in where you know this address. It's just that since you're looking for Lu Yimin, please come back when he's at home! Uncle Chen, close the door. "

Wenshurou was stunned. She didn't expect that Lu Yimin and Qiao Yuwei talked about herself. When she came back, Uncle Chen planned to close the door. Wenshurou quickly came forward to the door and said, "Miss Qiao, I can't help coming. If I annoy you, I'll apologize to you. I'm sorry, but I really have something important to ask brother Yimin."

"Miss Wen, please don't do that. Our husband is not here. Please leave first." Uncle Chen is also a little angry. He is polite to wenshurou only in his words and deeds.

Qiao Yu slightly looked at her brows and felt that she had a headache. Her good afternoon was so ruined that she was inevitably angry.

In addition, the woman outside called her brother Yi Min, which made her have the impulse to curse her mother. She just opened the door angrily, and wenshurou was against the door. As soon as she opened it, wenshurou fell into the room and fell heavily on the threshold.