President's husband

She knew that because of her performance, sister Xiaoyun would definitely blame her, thinking that she was ignorant.

However, in front of Li Mingyi, she will always be the one who has no choice.

"After tidying up, go to the dining room to have dinner together. Aunt Lan should be ready soon."

Li Mingyi's voice came from behind again, causing Qin Niange's footsteps to pause again.

"Why is this, Ming Yi, didn't you say you wanted to eat with him?" Su Zhiwei's aggrieved voice was suddenly full of grievances.

Li Mingyi lowered his head and smiled at her. Qin Niange had never experienced that kind of tenderness——

"Hey, it's going to rain soon, let's try Aunt Lan's handicrafts today, you can stay after dinner, okay?"

she stay?Then they...

Qin Niange's palms were clenched quietly, and the nails pinched in the palm of his hand, causing her a sharp pain.

But Su Zhiwei, who was standing beside Li Mingyi, blushed shyly, and nodded emphatically at him.

But when Li Mingyi raised his head and looked at Qin Niange again, the tenderness in his eyes disappeared in an instant: "Hurry up, come down for dinner in 10 minutes."

"Yes." She obviously borrowed a guest from Zhan's house in name, but she could only act like a servant, nodding in agreement with his order.

With his back to the two people downstairs, Qin Niange involuntarily bit his pale red lips tightly with his white teeth.

Under such circumstances, why did she secretly fall in love with him?

Not daring to stop in front of them, Qin Niange ran upstairs and rushed into the room next to Li Mingyi's bedroom.

Their rooms have always been next to each other... since the day she lived in Jin's house.

Qin Niange rushed into the bathroom connected to the room in a daze, looking at his pale face in the mirror, he couldn't help but a wry smile appeared on his lips.

"Qin Niange, don't think about it, look at your appearance, how can you compare with Sister Weiwei... What's more, what's more... Your mother is Uncle Li's lover."

So, it was too late for him to hate her, so how could he fall in love with her?

Qin Niange had a tear dripping from the corner of his eye, and looked away weakly, not wanting to see himself crying in the mirror.

Li Mingyi only gave her 10 minutes, she didn't have any free time to be sad here.

Qin Niange raised his head, blinked away the tears in his eyes, turned on the tap, washed his face, combed his hair, turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

Li Mingyi didn't like her changing her school uniform too early, and she had to wear it obediently until evening...before.

Qin Niange blushed a little, took off his backpack, hung it on the hanger, and hurried out of the room.

Because he kept the time set by Li Mingyi in mind, Qin Niange walked very quickly along the way.

All the way to the door of the dining room, just about to knock on the door to enter, but she clearly heard a faint panting coming out of the door.

She was so familiar with what that sound was, so, in just half a second, her hand stopped stiffly by the door, and she stared blankly through the crack of the door.

Beside the dining table, Su Zhiwei and Li Mingyi were hugging and kissing tightly, the buttons on the front of the clothes were accidentally rubbed open due to the movement, and even a corner of the clothes inside had been exposed.

But Su Zhiwei didn't notice it, and was immersed in the lingering lingering with Li Mingyi. Even though they were so far away, Qin Niange seemed to be able to see the expression on her face.

Qin Niange felt a sudden pain in his heart, he took two steps back at a loss, raised his head, but just looked into Li Mingyi's indifferent eyes.

He...was looking at her through the crack of the door.