After the divorce, the rich president knelt down and begged me to get back together

Shen Qingli wanted to escape from it all and struggled to get up.

"Don't move." He breathed heavily, his hot breath spraying on her face.

"Gu Peisi." She stretched out her hand, trying to push him away.

"Mrs. Gu, do you want to see me suffer?" The man stared at her deeply, and the heat in his eyes seemed to melt her.

After all, he was the person she had loved for many years. No matter how much Shen Qingli resisted, she couldn't bear to see him suffer.

The strength in her hands gradually loosened.

The man felt her attitude soften and kissed her hard: "Mrs. Gu, you still love me."

Shen Qingli's ears were burning with anger because Gu Peisi had rarely been this gentle before.

In the warm bedroom, their bodies were entangled tightly together like surging waves.

. . . .

When Shen Qingli opened her eyes, it was already early morning the next day.

It was already dawn, and those who were supposed to go to work early were still sleeping.

The hair on his forehead was messy, and when he was asleep, it was a little less sharp than usual.

His eyes were still closed, covered with his beautiful eyelashes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was having a sweet dream.

Shen Qingli sat up quietly and saw the satisfied expression on the face of the person next to her, and she felt mixed emotions.

Perhaps her gaze was too intense, and Gu Peisi suddenly opened his eyes in his sleep.

Shen Qingli quickly glanced away and didn't look at her.

"Mrs. Gu, if you want to watch it, just watch it directly. There's no need to be sneaky."

Shen Qingli looked a little flustered when her thoughts were suddenly exposed.

In the past, Gu Peisi always had a cold expression and kept people at a distance.

And now, he actually started teasing her.

"Who's looking at you? Stop being so conceited." Shen Qingli couldn't help but pout.

Gu Peisi sat up, his nightgown opened wide, revealing a large area of ​​skin.

Shen Qingli lowered her head, not daring to stare at him.

Gu Peisi took advantage of her inattention and pulled her over, making her fall on him.

"Mrs. Gu, you're throwing yourself into my arms so early." A deep voice sounded in her ears.

"It was just an accident. I'll get up right away." While struggling, she seemed to touch something hard.

After realizing what it was, Shen Qingli's blood rushed to her brain and her face turned red.

"rogue."

Gu Peisi put his big hand around her waist, not allowing her to move.

"Don't move, or I can't promise anything."

After waiting for a while, Gu Peisi finally calmed down.

He picked up the shirt beside him and handed it to Shen Qingli, "Help me put it on."

"Don't you have hands?" Shen Qingli said softly.

Under the man's tough gaze, Shen Qingli had to accept it.

She sat up straight, picked up the clothes and helped him put them on.

He is indeed a natural clothes hanger. A simple shirt looks different on him.

Just after she put on her clothes, Shen Qingli turned around and Gu Peisi hugged her from behind, his arms around her waist, and the two of them snuggled up to each other.

"Mrs. Gu, what will I do without you?"

Shen Qingli shook off his hand and snorted, "Bai Chuwei would do the same thing."

"This is different."

The two of them stayed together for a long time until Shen Qingli's stomach started to growl.

She was a little depressed last night and didn't eat much.

At this point, I'm so hungry.

"Let's go downstairs to eat." Gu Peisi took her hand and walked to the first floor.

The two came to the restaurant, where the servants had already prepared a delicious breakfast for them.

The breakfast on the table has become more diverse, no longer just coffee and bread.

More of a Chinese meal.

Shen Qingli knew that this was done by the servants under the orders of Gu Peisi.

Just after taking a few bites, Gu Peisi's cell phone rang.

Shen Qingli paused for a moment, and finally, she ate her breakfast with an expressionless face.

She called so early, could it be Bai Chuwei?

"Okay, grandpa, I'll bring her over." The man glanced at her and said meaningfully.

After hanging up the phone, Gu Peisi looked straight at her, "Grandpa asked us to go there tomorrow."

Tomorrow is New Year's Day. In previous years, they would go to the old house to accompany grandpa.

"I have something else to do, can I not go?" After hesitating for a long time, Shen Qingli mustered up the courage to speak.

Anyway, they are a couple that is about to get divorced, so how can she have the nerve to always hang out at the old house?

"Grandpa specifically asked me to take you there. If you don't go, aren't you afraid that Grandpa will worry?"

It turned out that it was grandpa's instruction. Could it be that we have to show our affection in front of grandpa again?

She was really tired and didn't want to put on a show in front of the old man.

She thought that she would find a suitable opportunity one day to explain the situation to her grandfather.

Grandpa is so kind, he will definitely agree to her divorce from Gu Peisi.

After thinking for a moment, Shen Qingli agreed.

After coming out of Jinyuan, the two seemed to be having a quarrel and there was almost no communication between them.

It was not until the car reached a busy street that Shen Qingli spoke: "Please drop me off here."

Gu Peisi slammed on the brakes, turned his head, and said in a cold tone, "Mrs. Gu, remember what you promised."

As soon as Shen Qingli got out of the car, it quickly drove forward, leaving only the exhaust gas.

Shen Qingli didn't pay much attention to it. She had to teach Jiang Yi today and was running out of time.

She took a taxi and headed to Xinglanyuan.

The morning passed quickly, and during the lunch break, Jiang Yi called Shen Qingli over.

He was holding the tablet, seemed to have seen something, and his tone was somewhat happy.

"Teacher Shen, look at this."

Shen Qingli sat next to him, picked up the tablet, and was a little surprised when she saw the content on it.

Isn't this her Weibo account? She usually uses it to sell her paintings.

"What's wrong, Xiaoyi?" Shen Qingli pretended not to know and asked him.

"This is a really good painting. I heard that these paintings sold for a lot of money."

"When will I be able to do this?" Jiang Yi sighed, with a hint of sadness that was not suitable for a child.

As expected of a kid from a merchant family, he has such a strong sense of business, Shen Qingli couldn't help but sigh.

"But why is the style of this painting the same as the teacher's?"

"Teacher, this isn't your number, is it?" Jiang Yi turned around and looked at her expectantly.

Shen Qingli covered her forehead, wondering how he knew that.

Seeing Shen Qingli's expression, Jiang Yi knew that he had guessed right.

"I knew that a teacher is more than just a teacher. It turns out that you can draw so well."

Jiang Yi had a better understanding of his teacher.

"Xiaoyi, how did you guess it?" Shen Qingli was a little curious.

Jiang Yi patted his chest and said with a somewhat proud tone, "Teacher's paintings, if you look closely, the styles are very similar."

Yes, even a child knows her painting style. When Gu Peisi bought the painting for Bai Chuwei, didn't he know it was hers?

Maybe he knew it, and because his lover liked it, he didn't care so much.

I just don’t know what Bai Chuwei’s expression will be when she knows the truth.

I guess he would be very angry. After all, he spent 100,000 yuan to buy it. It would be a pity to smash the painting.

But if she doesn't smash it, she will definitely not be able to swallow her anger.