The rich and powerful: the contracted secret wife, please enter the game

Chapter 36 The Loser of Love

She was serving the soup, there was nothing unusual, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said as if nothing had happened: "Just say I'm busy, see you later."

Without waiting for Xiang Min to speak again, he hung up the phone and continued to take care of Ye Chuxiao for dinner.

And Xiang Min was holding the phone over there, but his eyes were troubled.

"What did Brother Zhengnan say?" The person opposite asked earnestly.

Although Xiang Min is often ignorant, Lu Zhengnan's previous warning and Qi Zhen's private question about Ye Chuxiao also made him aware of something strange, so he dare not mention Ye Chuxiao rashly at this moment, he just hesitates He said that the fourth brother was busy, so he lowered his head to eat.

Looking at his expression, Qi Zhen and Yu Xingyuan knew what Lu Zhengnan was busy with, but they both had their own thoughts and didn't say a word.

As for Sheng Xuan, she has always been at odds with Shi Man, and she was willing to come today to save face for Qi Zhen, so she didn't even bother to say a word during the dinner.

So, that's how it went.

Shiman didn't understand the inside story, but thought that Lu Zhengnan was deliberately ignoring her as before, although he was displeased, but it was not easy to show it on his face, he just kept smiling, clinking glasses with this one, and that one who was doing homework and creating false prosperity scene.

After the banquet was over, everyone left separately, and Shi Man and Qi Zhen returned to the hotel together.After entering the door, Qi Zhen hung up his coat and said that he still had to deal with business and asked her to sleep first.

She looked at his indifferent expression, held back, and finally couldn't hold back: "I came to see you from such a distance, can't you...be nice to me?"

"Did I treat you badly?" Qi Zhen's expression remained unchanged, he walked to the desk, sat down, and turned on the computer.

Shiman stood where he was, his arms tensed, and he had the urge to smash the computer screen.

But she knew it was useless.

No matter if she is acting like a baby or acting like a spoiled child, he will never move like a mountain.

He has always been like this to her, neither near nor far, neither hot nor cold, as if they are just partners at work, not husband and wife in life.

Even... making love is like a routine, without tenderness, without passion, and going to take a bath immediately after finishing the task hastily, as if she dislikes her for being dirty.

These things made it hard for her to talk about it, but she still had to show her affection in front of outsiders, because she chose this path and this person herself.

Even at the beginning, in order to get him, she did not hesitate to use all means, so now, she has no right to say that she is unhappy.

In this love struggle, she seemed to win the scene, but in fact she suffered a crushing defeat.

"Qi Zhen, today is the eighth." She murmured this sentence, and she felt that she was cheap...

The [-]th of every month is the day when they have regular intercourse.

Yes, fixed.Only on this day, Qi Zhen would touch her. This was the "benefit" she won after the old man urged them to have a child.

But even so, this time, Qizhen actually chose to leave the capital on the seventh day. She almost felt that he was trying to escape on purpose, so she was annoyed and chased after him today.

But he was still indifferent, as if he didn't remember it at all.

"Today is the eighth." She clenched her fists and her voice suddenly became sharper.

Only then did Qi Zhen raise his head, and glanced at her indifferently: "Really?"

She couldn't bear it any longer, and slammed down the vase on the ancient shelf next to her.

He looked at the fragments on the ground, and a sneer flashed in the depths of his eyes. He stood up and began to unbutton the collar of his shirt.

The first one, the second one, his strong chest was gradually exposed, but his face was expressionless.

"Even a cowherd can serve better than you, right?" Her vicious words blurted out.

Instead of being angry, he smiled, and buttoned the unbuttoned button again, his tone still calm: "Then you might as well go to the cowherd."

(End of this chapter)