President's Brand

Chapter 181

"Qiao Xiyao, are you going to force me again?"

Suddenly, she sneered, and Xi Mu stared at him coldly. She saw the light in his eyes, which suddenly dimmed, and a dead silence appeared in the deep eyes.

With five fingers pinching her slender neck, Qiao Xiyao narrowed his eyes dangerously, and tightened his slender fingers inch by inch, with such force that the veins on the back of his hands bulged out. Squeeze her so hard, strangle her to death!

The palms around her neck tightened suddenly, and the air in her chest was slowly sucked dry. Xi Mu looked at his furious expression, her face was very calm, there was no trace of panic in her moist eyes, and the smile at the corner of her mouth carried With sarcasm and contempt, she just stared at him like that, carefully concentrating on his every movement and every expression.

The skin under the palm is delicate, smooth and tender, he has kissed it countless times. With a "buzz" in his head, Qiao Xiyao came back to his senses and loosened his tightened fingers in time, but the woman's skin was fair , there are still bluish-red fingerprints on the white and tender neck.

"Cough cough!"

Breathing in the air from the soothed neck, Xi Mu took a few breaths and coughed uncomfortably.

Those obsidian-like eyes stared at her pale cheeks, flashed a complicated expression, then he stood up, turned around without saying a word, closed the door heavily with a "bang", and walked out.

In the quiet space, the sound of her panting overflowed from time to time.The sky outside the window was white, and the morning sun was slowly rising. Xi Muguang stepped out of bed, and the face reflected in the mirror opposite was pale and gloomy.

Walking to the mirror, she caressed the fingerprints left on her neck, and curled her dry mouth.If he really strangled her just now, would he strangle her to death?How wonderful it would be if you died, and you don't have to be sad anymore!Why do I hate so much, but my heart still has consciousness?Is it not enough to feel distressed?

After meditating quietly for a while, the sky was already bright, Xi Mu glanced at the clock, and hurriedly went to wash up.After changing her clothes, she opened the door and went downstairs.

When I came to the restaurant, I saw his figure, sitting in a chair, concentrating on breakfast.

Xi Mu took a few steps to sit opposite him, the servant saw her coming down, hurriedly prepared breakfast and brought it to her.

"I'm going to work!" Xi Mu glanced at the breakfast in front of him, didn't intend to touch it, but just stared at the man opposite, and said in a deep voice.

The cutting movement of the knife and fork stopped, Qiao Xiyao raised his head, the look in his eyes was serious, and he didn't see the previous anger at all, "Why?"

Seeing his restrained and natural expression, Xi Mu secretly sneered, deeply feeling that compared with him, he was still too young.With her usual smile on her cheeks, she looked at him tenderly, and said with a smile: "Staying at home is too boring, I'm going to work!"

After taking a sip of milk, Qiao Xiyao raised his eyebrows and looked at her with no expression on his face, which made people panic.

"Husband?" Seeing that he just looked at him without speaking, Xi Mu frowned, feeling a little uncertain, so he could only call him tentatively.

Piao Yuan's thoughts gradually subsided, Qiao Xiyao glanced at her, and said coldly, "Go!" After finishing speaking, he picked up the napkin to wipe his mouth, stood up immediately, and walked out without looking at her again. Not to mention half a word.

Seeing him turn his head and leave, Xi Mu's eyes sank, and he seemed to frowned slightly.But the thought of being able to go to school and work still made her a little happy.After eating breakfast swiftly, she hurriedly packed up her things and left Qiao's house, but Uncle Hong had been waiting in the yard for a long time, and when he saw her come out, he immediately ordered the driver to take her off.

Seeing Uncle Hong's stubbornness, Xi Mu had no choice but to know that the man must have ordered it, so she didn't want to embarrass others, so she got into the car and let the car send her to the dance school.

Going back to the dance school to teach, let Xi Mu's lonely heart find some comfort. After a whole day of dance lessons, although she was a little tired, she was in a good mood. Looking at the innocent and lovely children, the resentment in her heart was gone. Go, and find that tranquil innocence again.

For several days in a row, Xi Mu was in a good mood. He went to school every day and chatted with his friends, and it seemed that the depression in his heart was much better.When she was sad, she could find comfort when she saw the smiling faces of Chunche around her.Because of her fulfilling life, when she came home from get off work every day, she became happier.

But seeing him coming home at night, Xi Mu would still feel depressed, but fortunately, she didn't do anything to irritate each other, and she didn't say those harsh words anymore.It's just that when she went to bed at night, she still shut him out and refused to share a room with him.Whenever night comes, she lies alone on that huge double bed, looking at the empty space around her, she always murmurs in a low voice.This is her only bottom line. If he can abide by it, maybe one day, maybe one day, she will soften her heart, right?

Shengshi, the president's office.

In front of the large desk, the man is holding a Parker pen in his hand, playing with it between his fingers, his handsome face is thoughtful, thinking about something, and he is still in a daze.The beautiful sword eyebrows sometimes frowned and sometimes loosened, ups and downs, just like his mood at the moment.

The parker pen that was gradually turning between the fingers stopped, and looked up at the clock. Qiao Xiyao's thin lips were tightly pursed, and the expression on his face softened.He pressed the phone on the desk, told the secretary something, then stood up and walked out of the office.

The white Maybach Landaulet was driving on the noisy street. Qiao Xiyao held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, staring ahead with bright eyes. The car turned a corner and gradually stopped at the parking space on the side of the road.

Turning off the car, Qiao Xiyao sat in the car, watching the familiar figure not far away through the car window.Not far ahead, in the dance school, the students who had finished their classes at this time were standing in the courtyard, surrounded by her with laughter.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled down, plating a layer of light gold around her.Xi Mu squatted on the ground, tidying up the child's loose hair with a smile. Holding a rubber band in her hand, she ran her fingers gently through it, and soon two beautiful little braids were combed.The child raised his face joyfully, and pressed a big kiss on her cheek.

(End of this chapter)