When they met again, the boss' eyes turned red, kissed her and said sweet words to her

In the corner, the man sat upright with his back to her, and fragments of white porcelain plates were scattered next to his black leather shoes.

Ye Qingrou's eyes swept across his head of golden curly hair, then stopped at his broad shoulders.

"Qingrou."

Ye Qingrou came back to her senses, looked at Zhou Wenxuan who was kneeling on one knee, and then glanced at the restaurant customers around her who were looking at them, feeling pressured and embarrassed.

"Let's talk somewhere else."

She hurried out the door.

It was raining outside. Zhou Wenxuan held up an umbrella for her and said apologetically, "Qingrou, I scared you."

"I didn't actually expect you to agree to my proposal. I just wanted to make it clear that I wanted to pursue you with the intention of getting married."

"I fell in love with you at first sight. I've never seen a girl as beautiful as you, but I had nothing at the time and was not worthy of you, so I didn't dare to confess my feelings to you."

"I've been married once before, but my ex-wife and I parted ways peacefully without any disputes. I never thought I'd have the chance to pursue you in this life."

"After spending these past few months together, I'm increasingly certain that I've never forgotten you in these twenty-plus years. You're the white moonlight of my heart. Perhaps I worked so hard to reach my current position just to be worthy of you..."

Zhou Wenxuan's voice and the sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella penetrated his ears.

Ye Qingrou couldn't listen carefully, her eyes involuntarily passed through the glass window and fixed on the tall figure of the man sitting on the chair in the corner of the restaurant.

suddenly.

The man turned his head to look in her direction.

She stood on the street, quite a distance away, and the man's face was blurred in the mist on the glass window.

But she just felt that the gaze he cast at her in an instant was so strong that it twisted her heart.

However, the man quickly turned his head away, and everything suddenly seemed like her illusion.

Ye Qingrou's fingertips trembled, and she forced herself to retract her attention.

"Qingrou, as long as you are willing, I will do my best to make you happy for the rest of my life! I will protect you and never let you suffer!"

"Junior brother, I'm still used to you calling me Senior Sister."

Ye Qingrou forced a smile, looking at him with soft and sincere eyes: "I'm sorry, I can't accept you. You are just a friend and a fellow disciple to me. There is no other identity."

She refused cleanly and decisively, not wanting to give him any unnecessary leeway or keep him hanging.

Zhou Wenxuan smiled gracefully, "It doesn't matter. I pursue you and you reject me. I have a long life ahead of me, and I plan to pursue you for the rest of my life."

Then he regretted, "I thought that since you agreed to go out for dinner today on Valentine's Day, it meant that I had a chance."

Ye Qingrou was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at the figure in the restaurant again: "I didn't even notice that today is Valentine's Day..."

At this moment, a car sped past on the side of the road, stirring up a puddle of muddy water. Fortunately, Zhou Wenxuan pulled her back...

"Kiss!"

In the restaurant, Butler Li, who was also wearing a blonde curly wig and sitting next to Pei Muchuan, looked at the scene under the umbrella canopy on the street. From his angle, it looked like the two of them were kissing...

Pei Muchuan turned his head suddenly and saw Zhou Wenxuan leaving with Ye Qingrou holding an umbrella.

His face was gloomy and scary, and his voice was as cold as a knife: "Are you sure you saw it?"

Butler Li shrank back in fear, nodded, and asked, "Could it be that the Madam agreed?"

Pei Muchuan closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair. For a moment, his face turned pale, as if he were seriously ill...

After a while, Pei Muchuan stood up and walked out of the restaurant. Then he remembered something and asked, "Where's the gift I asked you to take a picture of?"

"It will be sent from Country A tomorrow."

It was an eight-figure butterfly brooch inlaid with diamonds and jade, so beautiful it was breathtaking.

Their Mr. Pei has excellent taste in choosing gifts.

It’s just that, it seems like I’m going to become someone else’s wife…

Butler Li asked cautiously, "You're giving it to Madam as a Valentine's Day gift? Is this...appropriate?"

Pei Muchuan suppressed his anger and pressed his aching temple. "Save it. I'll give it to her after I meet the King of Hell. Do you think it's appropriate?"

Then he strode out of the restaurant without an umbrella and rushed into the heavy rain.

night.

Butler Li was like a spy, trembling as he peeked at the balcony.

It was raining heavily outside and it was pitch black.

Pei Muchuan didn't eat dinner either, and didn't change his wet clothes. He sat on a rattan chair with his legs crossed, looking at the square downstairs.

His handsome, sharp and intimidating profile looked gloomy and expressionless, almost blending into the night.

He lit a cigar, tilted his head back and blew out a smoke ring, staring at the misty white smoke, as if he was laughing, or snorting coldly...

Butler Li really didn't dare to offend them, so he called their eldest young master.

It's already early morning in China.

Pei Jingmo came out of the study and returned to the bedroom. With the help of the dim floor light, he glanced at the beautiful little person with a rosy face sleeping on the bed, a faint smile on his lips.

From pregnancy to delivery, we had a top-notch nursing team at home, and the results were remarkable. Yinyin experienced little discomfort, and after giving birth, she ate, drank, slept, and drank well. There were no worries, and she looked the same as before the birth.

He leaned over and wanted to kiss her little face.

"Hey..."

A small sound was heard.

Pei Jingmo immediately stopped caring about kissing his wife, stood up straight, picked up the little ball on the bed, and walked out the door quickly.

He hadn't slept until now because he knew the little one would cry at night after getting vaccinated during the day. Sure enough, he had ambushed her, otherwise his beloved wife would have been woken up and wouldn't have gotten a good night's sleep.

As soon as I carried the baby to the stairs, he burst into tears.

Master Pei stared at the little face wrinkled with disdain, "You little light bulb, you still have the nerve to cry..."

I carried him downstairs and walked for a while. As soon as I sat on the sofa to rest for a while, the little guy started crying again. I had to stand and carry him to stop crying...

Apart from Yinyin, only this little kid could be punished by making him stand, and Pei Jingmo laughed out of anger on the spot.

He directly put the little one on the sweeping robot to sit. The sweeping robot turned around and around, and the little guy's big tearful eyes blinked, and his chubby little face suddenly relaxed. Just looking at his cute face was enough to melt people's hearts.

Master Pei put his hands in his pockets, curled his lips casually, and said, "Tsk, it's just taking care of the baby, it's easy."

It was at this time that I received a call from Butler Li.

"Master, will Mr. Pei be in trouble?"

Pei Jingmo twitched his lip nonchalantly: "What storms hasn't Mr. Pei experienced? You underestimate him too much. He can handle even the sky falling."

"Madam is Mr. Pei's destiny, from what I have observed..." said Butler Li.

"Who made him realize it so late?" Pei Jingmo said slowly: "To pursue a wife, you always have to suffer a little. I have experience in this."

The little guy sitting on the sweeping robot suddenly giggled.

Master Pei hung up the phone and snorted coldly: "What are you laughing at? If I hadn't chased you so hard, would I have you?"

The little kid suddenly burst into tears.

"Wrong, wrong! I was wrong!"

Pei Jingmo picked up the little kid in his arms and started wandering around the living room again. He only dared to whisper when scolding him: "Stinky boy, you're so young and you're already messing with me. Okay, okay, just because your mother is Xu Nanyin, you're invincible. I can't beat you..."

***

Three years of studying abroad seemed to be coming to an end in the blink of an eye.

After three years of further study, Ye Qingrou made great progress in her professional skills. After winning the gold medal in an art competition, she became famous in the art circle.

Many galleries have already contacted us for cooperation.

Zhou Wenxuan is still pursuing her relentlessly, even though Ye Qingrou has always been clear in her attitude, treating him only as a fellow disciple.

In the same circle, when Ye Qingrou was unsure which gallery to cooperate with, Zhou Wenxuan took the initiative to recommend a big name in the circle to her.

Vincent, the owner of the top gallery in Country F.

That day, Ye Qingrou brought two works that she was very satisfied with to Vincent's gallery.

When we were talking about cooperation, things went smoothly at first, but the atmosphere changed after Vincent sent his assistant away.

Ye Qingrou keenly noticed that his gaze was becoming more and more uncomfortable.

"Ms. Ye, my gallery can sign a three-year contract with you. Of course, I have conditions. A beautiful woman like you should be very experienced in accompanying men, right?"

Ye Qingrou glanced at the thin, soft golden hair on his head and his big belly, and felt physically nauseous.

"It's clear that you're very experienced in harassing women and being a scumbag."

Giving him a cold look of disgust, Ye Qingrou stood up and left.

Unexpectedly, her arm was grabbed. Vincent pulled her back to the sofa and pressed her shoulders. "Do you know what the consequences will be if you step out of this door? Dare to offend me. Do you still want to stay in this circle?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed Ye Qingrou's face.

"Dong dong!"

There was a sudden knock on the door.