Damn it! Don't call me your wife after we break up

At EK Company, it was night and it was already past the time to get off work, but Qi Yu was just getting off work at this time.

The Bentley drove out of the underground garage and returned to the villa about half an hour later.

The huge house seemed even colder at this moment.

Xiao Chuchen didn't want to see him, so Qi Yu could only endure and restrain his emotions. He used work to numb himself, but when he returned to the villa, every corner of the house was full of traces of Xiao Chuchen's life...

He really couldn't control himself and wanted to capture Xiao Chuchen back.

But it still doesn't work.

Just bear with it a little longer...

The man went straight up to the second floor. In the master bedroom, Xiao Chuchen had not packed up his things when he left. All kinds of daily necessities and clothes were laid out in front of him.

It was already very late and Qi Yu was very tired. He went into the bathroom to wash up but did not go to bed immediately.

He turned and went to the cloakroom and opened the wardrobe.

Xiao Chuchen had a lot of clothes, which occupied most of Qi Yu's wardrobe.

Having lived together for so long, Qi Yu naturally knew which clothes Xiao Chuchen liked the most and wore most often.

His dark eyes fell on a piece of soft home clothes. As long as Xiao Chuchen didn't go out, he would wear this clothes because it was soft and skin-friendly.

Qi Yu didn't want this to happen, but he really missed Xiao Chuchen too much. He missed him...

In the dark room, the man held the clothes in his arms, sniffed them, and imagined that the owner of the clothes was still by his side.

"Xiao Chuchen... Chuchen."

But it's still a drop in the bucket.

The pheromones remaining on the clothes quickly faded, and a dangerous light flashed in the man's dark eyes.

He doesn't want the clothes, he wants the owner of the clothes...

He wants Xiao Chuchen.

But Xiao Chuchen doesn't want him.

The light in those narrow black eyes dimmed, Qi Yu hugged the clothes in his arms tightly and closed his eyes.

Perhaps it was because of the faint smell of red wine pheromones in his arms tonight that Qi Yu fell asleep for several hours, but suddenly woke up in the middle of the night.

A thin ray of light came through the crack in the door. He sat up suddenly, his heart beating uncontrollably.

Is it true that Xiao Chuchen is back?

Qi Yu's steps were so hurried. He opened the bedroom door and went downstairs following the light.

But what was visible were two rows of expressionless bodyguards in black. When they saw people, they greeted them in unison.

Behind the black-clad bodyguard, an old man from Country D with blue eyes and gray hair sat on the sofa, holding a black metal cane in his hand, looking intimidating without even getting angry.

"Why, you seem disappointed to see me?"

The living room was brightly lit and the villa had never been so lively, but among so many people, there was no one that Qi Yu wanted to see.

He lowered his eyes and his voice was cold, as if he had no emotions and was impeccable.

"Grandfather, why are you here?"

Vincent Horton, Qi Yu's grandfather and the head of the Horton family, looked at the family bloodline standing in front of him with cold eyes.

Cold, fierce, and unkind, this is what it means to be qualified to inherit the Horton family.

However, there are still flaws.

Still needs polishing.

The old man's cloudy eyes were cold, and the blue color was like a wild gray wolf in the snow.

"Can't I come?"

"You may not be disappointed, but I am extremely disappointed. Even after splitting into Enigma, I can still make myself so embarrassed and lowly. You must always remember that you are the heir of the Horton family and you represent the face of the Horton family!"

When he was so angry, the cane in Vincent Horton's hand fell heavily to the ground, making a dull sound.

"For the sake of an Alpha, he was willing to expose his identity and belittle himself."

The old man frowned when he thought of those behaviors. He felt that he couldn't understand and couldn't accept them. He could only comment coldly, "You have improved a lot over the years."

A stern voice echoed in the empty villa.

But Qi Yu's expression remained unchanged. He raised his eyes calmly and replied: "How can I belittle myself? Grandfather, pursuing love is an instinct engraved in the bones of living things. As long as the goal can be achieved, any means are worth trying. This principle was taught to me by you."

Vincent Horton didn't seem surprised at all by Qi Yu's performance.

He closed his eyes and said coldly: "Stubborn."

However, he never thought that just a few words could dispel Qi Yu's obsession. Yes, it was an obsession.

Can't it be called an obsession if you can't let go of something for so many years?

In fact, it is understandable.

Enigma has an absolute desire for control and possession in his bones. In addition, Qi Yu suffered a lot of cold stares before he was differentiated. He finally placed all his emotions on an Alpha, but that ungrateful thing chose to abandon him.

It is easy to pick up something, but it is difficult to put it down. You think about it day and night, with mixed feelings of love and hate, and become addicted to it.

Such an emotional bond seems inseparable, but in Vincent Horton's eyes, it is also the most fragile.

With just a slight push from external force, boom, without a solid foundation, no matter how tall the building is, it is just a paper shell.

A fire can burn it to pieces.

There was a hint of strength in the old man's eyes, yet he was indifferent.

He suddenly raised his hand, and the black-clad guards led the way and immediately stepped forward to Qi Yu and handed him a brown paper envelope.

"Open it and take a look. This is the love you are 'seeking'. It is illusory and uncertain."

Qi Yu held the thing in his hand. The stack seemed to be photos, and he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

His expression became increasingly cold and stern, and his dark eyes swept towards the old man with hostility.

"What is this? You don't need to interfere in what's going on between him and me."

Vincent Houghton ignored his anger and looked at him calmly, waiting for him to open the envelope.

Silence. Qi Yu's fingers trembled slightly, revealing his innermost emotions.

He slowly opened the envelope and took out the photo. He had clearly prepared himself mentally, but when he actually saw it, Qi Yu's pupils still constricted.

He quickly flipped through the photos and tore the thing to pieces, anger filling his eyes and veins bulging on his forehead.

At this moment, Qi Yu seemed like a wild beast that was about to lose control and was lingering on the edge of madness.

"Who is that person? Did you arrange it?" He questioned the old man with a surge of anger.

There can't be such a coincidence in the world, and there can't be two faces that look so similar.

That person, wearing his face from three years ago, deliberately approached Xiao Chuchen...

What is he planning?

Who instructed him?

The answers to these questions are right in front of us.

It was his grandfather, his dear grandfather who did this in order to separate him and Xiao Chuchen.

The atmosphere was extremely cold, but Vincent Holden was not affected at all. He looked at Qi Yu, who was about to lose control, with a sarcastic tone.

"Do you think that he, an SSS-level Alpha, would be willing to be inferior to others? Besides, we are not talking about his wishes, but only about your feelings."

"Based on your methods of robbing and forcing purchases and sales, do you think there is any affection between you two?"

His eyes were like sharp blades, piercing into Qi Yu's flesh and blood, striking his soul.

“Will he choose you?”