Addicted to seduction, the cold CEO cries every night

Yan Xia knew that the old man had good intentions.

I want to join the group and get exercise.

but……

She pursed her lips and glanced at Si Jinghuai, looking a little suspicious.

She knew that with Si Jinghuai's character, he suddenly came to tell Mr. Xia what project he wanted to collaborate on.

There must be an ulterior motive.

But Mr. Xia has always been strong in this regard, after telling Yan Xia.

Then he turned to look at Si Jinghuai.

"Mr. Si, we've almost finished what we should have talked about just now. I won't care about the rest, old man."

"Just contact me, my granddaughter."

"But having said that, if anything happens, please be more patient."

Si Jinghuai picked up the tea cup and raised it towards the old man.

"Don't worry, Mr. Xia, I will definitely take good care of Yan Xia."

He deliberately emphasized the word "care" very strongly.

But when it fell into the ears of Mr. Xia and Yan Xia, it had a different meaning.

Yan Xia's hand hanging on his leg tightened for a moment without any reason.

Haven't spoken yet.

Mr. Xia said directly: "Xia Xia, I'm tired."

"Just see off the guests for me."

Yan Xia glanced back at Mr. Xia and wanted to refuse.

But I feel that it would be a little strange if I refused now.

After a pause, she stood up and smiled distantly at Si Jinghuai.

"Mr. Si, I'll take you out."

Her tone was extremely distant.

It seemed as if the person who had the most intimate affairs with Si Jinghuai last night was not her.

Si Jinghuai raised his eyes, the mockery in his eyes almost overflowing.

"Well."

He stood up, his tall body giving people a great sense of oppression.

"Then I'll trouble you, Miss Yan."

His tone was serious.

But if you listen carefully, you can still hear a bit of teasing.

Yan Xia pursed her lips lightly.He also stood up and whispered to Mr. Xia: "Grandpa, I will send him out first."

Mr. Xia has been in poor health recently, and today he just paid homage to his deceased wife.

I don't know how long I have been chatting with Si Jinghuai now, but my face shows a bit of fatigue.

"Yeah." He waved his hand: "Don't lose your etiquette."

Yan Xia nodded obediently.

He turned to look at Si Jinghuai and walked out first.

The old man's yard is very big, but there are not many servants.

We only met and chatted with each other along the way, so Yan Xia could keep a close distance from Si Jinghuai.

It seemed as if there was some virus in Si Jinghuai's body.

She walked behind Si Jinghuai and looked at Si Jinghuai with eyes full of anger.

I wish I could kill Si Jinghuai with a knife.

As a result, the next moment, Si Jinghuai turned his head to look at her off guard.

She raised her lips and said, "It seems that Miss Yan has a strong opinion on me?"

Yan Xia was stunned.

The expression was stuck on his face.

Accompanying her delicate face, the expression is not ugly, but a little more lively than usual.

She paused, gathered her emotions and said, "Mr. Si is overthinking."

Si Jinghuai continued to move forward without comment.

Yan Xia suddenly could only see his back again, his lips pursed silently, and his brows knitted together.

Si Sheng has always had little business in Mocheng, and this time he suddenly said that he wanted to cooperate with the Xia family.

Even though she was no longer sentimental, she probably understood that Si Jinghuai was here for her.

As she was thinking about it, she didn't notice that Si Jinghuai in front of her had disappeared.

When he came to his senses, he was the only one left in the corridor.

She was stunned and was about to call someone.

A big hand stretched out from nowhere and pulled her into a nearby room.

The Xia family's old house is decorated according to Mr. Xia's preferences.

Slow Chinese style.

There are one or two rooms at the end of the corridor used for storing sundries or for servants to live in.

Yan Xia was stunned for a moment when he was pulled into the room. (End of chapter)