Hundreds of billions of marriage favors: marry a wealthy young lady

Chapter 1275 Do you like Qixi Festival?

When Han Qixi woke up, it was already the next day.

He opened his eyes in a daze, saw the chandelier in his room where his vision was clear, moved slightly, felt something was wrong with his hand, moved his eyes, and saw a big hand covering the back of his hand, Situ Hao was lying on the bedside sleeping caught.

This is the first time I have seen him sleeping in two years of marriage.

His eyelashes are long, his nose is straight, and his lips are beautiful...

Did he spend the night with me here?

Han Qixi's dark eyes revealed a moving soft light, Situ Hao also woke up at this time, opened his eyes, and found that when Han Qixi was looking at him, he sat up quickly and took his hand away, "Are you awake?"

"You stayed here with me all night?"

"You suddenly fainted yesterday. I called Situ's family doctor to come over and give you a call." Situ Hao touched Han Qixi's forehead, "The fever has subsided."

Han Qixi looked at Situ Hao with a hint of love in her clear eyes.

"I'll go to the kitchen to prepare something for you." Situ Hao got up and left.

Being reminded of the provocative photo that Lin Meixuan sent yesterday, Han Qixi stopped Situ Hao, "You are willing to take care of me for one night, which means you still have feelings for me. Break up with her and let's live our lives well." Is life good?"

Situ Hao didn't expect that she would say such words when she woke up, and didn't respond directly to his words, "I'll make you some porridge."

There is no rejection, there is hope.

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After cooking the porridge for more than two hours, Situ Hao was carefully serving the porridge in the kitchen.

The cell phone in the living room rang, listening to music, Han Qixi knew it was her cell phone, got off the ground, and ran to the living room to answer the call in her slippers.

"Sister Qixi, Hao's tie and coat were left on my bed yesterday." Lin Meixuan's voice was sweet and friendly.

The love in Han Qixi's eyes instantly turned into coldness.

Lin Meixuan didn't give up, and continued to make trouble for Han Qixi: "Yesterday when Hao was on my bed, he said you were uncomfortable, but it was still not enough for me. I advised him to go back and see you..."

Han Qixi pressed the hang up button and slowly put down the phone.

Situ Hao, who came out with the porridge that had been cooking for more than two hours, saw Han Qixi radiating a cold air all over his body, and staring at him coldly with dark eyes.

"Qixi, what's wrong?"

Han Qixi turned away and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Qin Mu, who wandered outside the villa wall for a while, looked inside and noticed that Situ Hao's car had been parked in the courtyard. He deliberately ignored the discomfort in his heart, and finally left silently.

*
"Brother, why did you come back so early today..."

Qin Mu was obviously in a bad mood, so he went straight back to his room.

Qin Sheng looked at his brother's back and knew that his brother didn't like to talk when he was in a bad mood.

What happened to Tanabata?
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In the office, Situ Hao was busy with the work at hand, when he received a call from Qin Sheng, he asked to have a drink together in the evening.

Situ Hao thought for a while and agreed.

In the evening, Situ Hao drove directly to Qin's house to pick up someone and go out for a drink together.

"The two young masters are upstairs," said the servant.

"I'll go up and find them."

The relationship between the two families has always been good, and the children of the two families are more casual in each other's house, no different from their own.

"Brother, let's go, Situ will be here soon!" Qin Sheng urged.

"You go, I'm not going." Qin Mu was in a bad mood all day long.

"Brother, what happened to you today? Is it related to Qixi Festival?" Qin Sheng asked, "You like Qixi Festival, don't you?"

"So what?" Qin Mu has always been frank and dared to admit anything.

Situ Hao found that the door was ajar, and was about to push it in, when he heard the conversation inside, he froze.

　Ten more. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)