President's Brand

Chapter 189

Listening to his joking words, Xi Mu felt a lot more relaxed. She walked over with a smile and teased, "Don't be so stinky!"

The two talked and quarreled like this, and the unhappiness and embarrassment just disappeared. Xi Mu looked at his gentle eyebrows and felt very warm in his heart. Thinking of his usual benefits, he felt even deeper in apology.

"I'm sorry!" The tone was deliberately gentle, Xi Mu looked straight at him and said in a deep voice.

The corners of Xin Ze's smiling mouth froze suddenly, and his eyes suddenly changed, "You don't need to apologize on his behalf."

"Of course!" Xiumei frowned, Xi Mu raised his head and looked at him with a deep expression on his face, "If he has said anything extreme or done anything, you must not care about it! He just didn't mean it! She anxiously explained, the fingers of her left hand caressed the diamond ring on her right ring finger, that natural movement, but inadvertently revealed a deep feeling.

Catching her subconscious action, the brilliance in Xin Ze's eyes suddenly dimmed, and there was a deep silence like the sea, he tried his best to calm down the pain in his heart, smiled softly, and said, "Silly girl, I understand! "

Hearing what he said, Xi Mu breathed a sigh of relief, a smile overflowed her clear cheeks, and her pupils shone brightly.

Under this gorgeous light, Xin Ze looked at her pure eyes with mixed emotions in his heart. He saw her agile eyes right in front of his eyes, but there was never any shadow of himself in her eyes...

After participating in the art exhibition, Qiao Xiyao drove her with him, and the two returned to Qiao's ancestral house together.

The headlights flashed, the huge iron doors opened, and the white Maybach drove into the yard.Opening the car door, Qiao Xiyao got out of the car angrily, and slammed the door shut with a bang.

Looking at his livid face, Xi Mu frowned, didn't say anything, and followed him out of the car.She opened the back seat of the car, took down the painting inside, and turned around with the oil painting in her arms to go away.

"Stop!" Seeing her turn around and leave without saying a word, Qiao Xiyao's anger grew even worse, and he couldn't help but call out to her to stop.

Hearing his angry voice, Xi Mu stopped in his tracks, turned his head slowly, and looked at him calmly with a dignified expression.

The servants saw them standing in the courtyard, and saw that the faces of both of them were not good, so they all avoided them from a distance, and no one dared to approach them.

Qiao Xiyao walked over slowly, stood in front of her, stared at her face with those disparate eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Xi Mu, remember your current identity, don't make friends with some messy people, make us Embarrassing things!"

Facing his cynicism, Xi Mu just smiled faintly, as if she had realized that he would say this, her eyes flickered, and her red lips parted slightly, "Of course I will not forget my identity, I am Qiao Ma'am! However, I have the right to make friends, and no one can limit it!"

"Friends?" Qiao Xiyao looked into her eyes, narrowed them contemptuously, and asked, "What kind of friends are you?"

"Good friend!" Xi Mu's eyes sank, she looked into his eyes sharply, and said firmly, "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, it's as simple as that!" , turned around and went directly to the second floor, returned to the bedroom, and closed the door.

Although the anger in his heart didn't dissipate, it was because her words relieved a lot. Seeing her walking away, Qiao Xiyao stretched out his hands to rub his frowning brows, and his tense face softened.Not long after, he also walked up to the second floor and returned to his room.

In the evening of autumn, the climate is cool.

After driving home, Qiao Xiyao parked the car and walked into the living room.Looking at the empty hall, he frowned slightly, and asked involuntarily, "Where's your wife?"

The servant rushed over and replied respectfully: "Madam has to learn painting tonight, and she won't be home until eight o'clock."

Something flashed in the deep eyes, Qiao Xiyao stretched out his hand to unbutton the collar of his shirt, his thin lips were tight, but he didn't say much.

"Master, is dinner ready?" Seeing his gloomy expression, the servant asked cautiously.

Putting down his drifting thoughts, Qiao Xiyao nodded, then walked upstairs with a serious expression, and went to change clothes.

Going up to the second floor, in the quiet corridor, only her and him lived in the room.

Qiao Xiyao returned to his bedroom, took off his clothes, and went straight into the bathroom.He opened the head, and the warm water flowed down to wash away the tiredness on his body. His muscular body was looming in the water mist, his well-defined lower abdomen was firm and tight, and his wheat-colored skin was sexy and charming, exuding allure of gloss.

After taking a bath, Qiao Xiyao walked out of the bathroom and changed into a set of beige casual home clothes. His neat short hair was slightly damp, and his handsome face was charmingly gentle.Pushing open the bedroom door, he walked out slowly, but when he looked at the opposite room, he was stunned, and then he pushed open the door uncontrollably and walked in.

Stretching out his hand to push open the closed door, there was no one there, and the furnishings in the room were familiar to him, and now because she lived in it, it had her smell, a faint fragrance.

Walking in step by step, Qiao Xiyao walked to the edge of the bed and sat down with a gentle expression, his eyes stared blankly at the empty big bed, his handsome face was a little gloomy, and his brows could not help but frown.Reaching out to caress the pillow, he picked it up and held it in his arms.

Lowering her head, sniffing the pillow, which still carried her fresh scent, Qiao Xiyao's eyes darkened, and a bitter smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

I thought that by bringing her back forcefully and keeping her by my side, registering for marriage with her, and giving her an aboveboard status, the two of them would be able to return to their previous happiness.But things backfired. Instead of developing as expected, things got worse and worse.Now he and she, the two of them can't speak a few words when they meet every day, even if they communicate with each other, they are indifferent and formulaic without emotion. Such days make him depressed and let him down!

Thinking of these days, Qiao Xiyao immediately became irritable, and the gentleness on his face became dark.Putting the pillow in his hand back to its original place, he stood up abruptly, turned around and was about to leave. With a casual glance, he saw the oil painting hanging on the wall.

Twilight?The name of this painting made him feel uncomfortable!
(End of this chapter)