Mr. Xi wants to remarry every day

Chapter 697 Caring Little Wife
When the bodyguards in the villa saw Xi Yuhan coming in, they turned on the light in the living room for Xi Yuhan.

The man's face was colder than ever before, even with a touch of anger.

I don't know why, but my heart hurts a little.

Seeing his appearance, the bodyguards beside him stepped back in a sensible way.

Xi Yuhan walked to the living room, and personally placed the oil painting in his hand where it hung before, as if nothing had changed.

But it was probably the image of Chen Chen that left a shadow on him, and he always felt that Chen Chen took away the oil painting for some other motive.

The paper for this oil painting is rice paper, and the brushes are also specially made. There is no such thing at this time, and Xi Yuhan can still tell the real from the fake.

He disassembled the photo frame and took out the oil painting to check it. As far as he knew, the oil painting was no different.

I just took this oil painting away in the early morning, is it really just to reframe it?
Xi Yuhan didn't bother to think too much, he put the oil painting back into the photo frame, and after a long time, he was finally done.

After rehanging the oil painting, Xi Yuhan looked at the people in the oil painting, and his mood improved a lot.

His eyes were like a child's, looking at Yun Hui's portrait shining brightly, he couldn't help but think of his childhood days.

Xi Yuhan's chest was in severe pain, and he suppressed the emotions in his heart. When he came back to his senses, he turned around and prepared to go back to his room.

He was about to go upstairs when he saw Qin Xiaobei coming down.

"You're finally back. I just heard the sound of your car, haven't you eaten yet? I'll go and make you something to eat. You go up and take a bath first. I'll put the bath water for you." Qin Xiaobei smiled. Walking down, like a caring little wife, she glanced at him and went straight to the kitchen.

Hearing his words, all the unhappiness and anger in Xi Yuhan's heart were instantly wiped away.

He was still angry because Qin Xiaobei covered up the early morning incident, but in such a cold day, there was such a good wife waiting at home when he got home, why should he be angry?
Pursing her lips and saying nothing, Xi Yuhan nodded and went upstairs.

It was not appropriate to eat other things at night, so Qin Xiaobei ordered some tomato egg noodle soup for him.

After all, it's almost midnight, and it's hard to digest anything else.

Qin Xiaobei brought up the soup, Xi Yuhan's bath was finished, and everyone was already lying on the bed.

Qin Xiaobei couldn't help but sighed, this person must have fallen asleep, right?

Putting the noodles on the bedside table, Qin Xiaobei lifted his quilt, and was just about to see if he fell asleep, but he felt a tight pull on his wrist, and he was dragged onto the bed.

Qin Xiaobei wasn't too surprised, as she expected, Xi Yuhan's fierce and domineering kiss was greeted.

No matter when and where, as long as he wanted to, he could kiss her anytime, and he would not ask her permission.

Xi Yuhan's breath tonight was scorching hot, as if it wanted to melt her, not only that, even his palm was extremely hot.

Qin Xiaobei always felt that something was wrong, reached out and touched his forehead, it was really hot.

This man must have a fever, right?

Qin Xiaobei was startled, pushed him away, and escaped from the bed.

"What did you do today? Why are you still running a fever?" Qin Xiaobei asked worriedly, not paying attention to whether he heard it, picked up the landline on the bedside table and called the family doctor.

It was the first time she met Xi Yuhan with a fever, and she felt inexplicably nervous, but she had experience in taking care of Xi Muchen last time.

(End of this chapter)