Looking at Wen Ziyan's almost crazy smile, he felt inexplicably bored, his eyebrows slightly frowned, and a thin piece of paper in his hand almost pushed him through.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled sarcastically: "Then you may be disappointed. You have tried so much trouble, but I have no interest in her at all. I don't care whoever she wants to marry."

He put on his clothes, slammed the door and left Wen Ziyan, staying on the sofa in disbelief.

"How is it possible? How can you not care about him! Lei Yunze, you lied to me, can you deceive yourself?" But the door had been closed, and he could not hear it at all.

The Maserati, who had just turned off, lit up again, and he quickly drove onto the elevated road. Damn! Damn! Cursing inexplicable loss, the pointer on the watch had exceeded the speed limit, and the wind outside the car could be heard vaguely, but he didn't want to reduce the speed at all. The feeling of being restless and lingered, and he subconsciously sought relief for himself, turned around at the next intersection, and drove back to the hotel.

When the doorbell rang, Xiao Yuan was still bathing in the bathroom, so she opened the door a little later. Behind the door was Lei Yunze's white and blue face, and his deep and dark eyes were changing. His eyes fell on her wet body wrapped in a bathrobe, gradually becoming hot and deep.

How could Xiao Yuan not understand the meaning of his eyes? He had already opened his arms and stepped forward to hook his neck: "Mr. Lei..."

The voice was soft to the bones, and he returned to her. She could imagine the joy in her heart. She thought there would be a gentle lingering feeling, but his hand touched her wet and steaming skin, which was as cold as a piece of ice, which made her tremble. She blocked her from her waist, picked her up horizontally, kicked the door, and walked inside.

She was thrown on the bed hard. Even if the mattress was soft, she was shocked for two or three times. She was about to call him, but she saw that he had thrown off his coat and pressed him down fiercely. Her lips and teeth were merciless, and it seemed to be venting something. It was a completely barbaric collision. Although Xiao Yuan had complaints, she did not dare to attack and could only bear it silently, and from time to time she would call to cater to him.

After venting, the man seemed extremely tired and pulled out and fell asleep on the pillow next to him. Such a cold and serious man was unexpectedly calm when he fell asleep, with excellent facial features and handsome face impressed the woman. His forehead was pressed against the snow-white pillow, with a few messy strands covering his eyes. Xiao Yuan was so impressed that he stretched out his hand and stroked the strands of hair for him.

But he murmured, as if he had dreamed of something gentle and beautiful, and rubbed against her soft palm. Soon, he whispered: "Xiaobei...you are here, don't go far..."

She stopped and quickly withdrew her hand, and then woke him up again in panic. But he slept very heavily and had no idea what to do.

Early in the morning, he woke up early and washed in the bathroom. Xiao Yuan put on her nightgown and walked in. He was scrubbing water in front of the mirror. When she came in, he even glanced at her with a sting.

Xiao Yuan smiled, stretched out her hand behind her, leaned on his broad back, and said softly: "After a while... I'll go with me before I can go?"

He didn't make a sound, shaved his beard meticulously, wiped it clean and refreshed with a towel, and then whispered: "No, I'll wait until I go to the company to order a meal."

Xiao Yuan made a regretful expression and stopped trying to keep her.

Lei Yunze put on his watch and suddenly said, "Let's go in my car later."

Xiao Yuan was happy and tiptoed to print a kiss on his side: "You still have a little conscience."

He never stayed with a woman all night, and always left in a hurry after finishing his work. He went back last night and stayed with her until the morning. This was the first case, let alone leave the hotel with him at eight or nine o'clock in the morning and got into his car. As long as she posted some news to the media, it would be like the world that the second young master of the Lei family was her backer.

However, after all, it is not a stupid woman. If she is so eager for quick success and instant benefits, she is afraid that Lei Yunze will soon get bored and dump her.

Xiao Yuan dressed up calmly, put on a pair of sunglasses under her hat, covering most of her face, and then she took Lei Yunze's hand and left the hotel.

After Ye Shaoqian woke up, he was transferred from the ICU to the special care unit. Qin Shulan lit the guest list and looked at Xia Xiaobei with a smile: "The invitations have been sent out. You are in a hurry and you can't invite everyone at the moment. Only the closest families will be invited. The wedding banquet will inevitably become colder. Don't blame our Lei family for being with you."

Xia Xiaobei smiled gentlely: "Mom, what do you say? It's my unreasonable request. My closest friends get together, and blessings are the most sincere. Whatever the show is, it's secondary. I don't think Shaoqian cares about these things."

She said, looking at the hospital bed.

Ye Shaoqian had just taken medicine and lay down, and was sleeping quietly. Since he woke up this time, he often felt tired. He fell asleep more often in one day than when he was awake. That day, she stood beside him in anti-bacterial suits and told him about marriage, he suddenly moved his fingers and grabbed her sleeve. At that moment, she covered her mouth and nose, and tears still broke down.

After waking up like this, the situation finally improved. David nervously arranged the operation for him, and on the other hand, with Qin Shulan's help, the preparations for the wedding were also in full swing.

When Ye Shaoqian was awake, he was almost amused and crying when he learned about this. He had a strange expression. He looked at the two women and complained: "You just kept my lifelong affairs from me?"

Xia Xiaobei glanced at him: "Why are you not happy to marry me?"

He laughed repeatedly: "Where is the blessing that I have been able to live for three lifetimes."

He said this, but Xia Xiaobei always felt that Shaoqian was not as active and expectant as she was in the marriage. Many times, she took the wedding preparation list for him to check it out and asked for his opinions. He always said absent-mindedly: "It's good that you decide." This made Xia Xiaobei feel like he was singing a one-man show.

However, considering that he had just woken up, he was inevitably in a bad mood and could not complain about anything.

There is another person who disagrees with this marriage, the old man of the Lei family.

Although Qin Shulan knew about her dating with Shaoqian, she had been hiding it from her husband, and even the only grandson of the Lei family did not dare to let Lei Shaogong know about it. It was said that Lei Shaogong not only had a hot temper, but was extremely strict in his children, and had a little heart problem. He rarely got angry when he got older, and his family followed his wishes. If the old man knew that his two sons were doing so randomly, he would have been so angry that he became seriously ill. Therefore, Qin Shulan never dared to tell Lei Shaogong about Xia Xiaobei's existence.

However, this time the two were going to get married. It was such a big deal that they could not hide it from the elderly. Qin Shulan proposed to choose a time to ask Shaoqian to take Xia Xiaobei to the house himself. If the child is a woman who insists on taking her home while sick, she will definitely pay attention to it.

Fortunately, after Shao Qian took a few days of raising him, his spirit recovered almost. After finding a bright day, he took a bus back to the Lei family's ancestral home with Xia Xiaobei. What Xia Xiaobei held tightly in his hand was the Huangshan Songstone Paper Town that he chose in an antique shop with Qin Shulan two days ago. Qin Shulan said that Mr. Lei's biggest hobby was painting. The paper town with some years and history was naturally the best.

However, this thing also cost a lot. Xia Xiaobei repeatedly played with the small square box on the palm of his hand. It was not big, and spent tens of thousands of dollars on her. She had spent most of her savings a year. This was not the best in the store, but just a medium-sized product, which was really distressing. Ye Shaoqian leaned against the soft cushion behind the car, saw her thoughts, held the back of her hand and said, "How much has it been spent? I will reimburse you for it in the future."

She was about to be happy, but suddenly she curled her lips again and said seriously: "Do I have no sincerity to pay my respects to my father-in-law?"

He couldn't help but smile, lowered his head and pecked her ear: "My dad doesn't like gifts. He has never liked those fancy things the most. As long as you are natural, he will like you. If you like you, you will naturally like what you give."

She wasn't so nervous with him by her side, and she had already thought about the way out. If the old man didn't agree, she would elope with him and go to the United States to register for marriage. She wouldn't be afraid if she thought so.

She has been here once in the Lei family's ancestral home, so she is not unfamiliar with it. This time, with Ye Shaoqian accompanying her, she became more calm and natural. After three steps, she was in the main hall of the main house. After asking the butler, she learned that the old man was painting in the study.

Ye Shaoqian seemed to have a close relationship with her, and looked at the paper town in her hand. The time was right, so I didn't have to worry about not being able to send it out now.

When she came back, she went straight to the second floor to his room. This time she followed him through the main hall on the first floor, and then bypassed the flower pond before she arrived outside the study.

Ye Shao knocked twice with a respectful sound, and heard a calm voice inside: "Come in."

Mr. Lei’s study is not luxuriously decorated, but it is particularly spacious and elegant. The furniture placed in the house is all old-style furniture from the north. Each table and chair are painted as shiny as ink jade, and an ancient carved window is open behind the old man, making the room feel sunny.

The old man was in good health and always stood at the table when he was writing and painting. After the "come in" just now, he did not make any sound except for breathing. Even after they came in, they did not look up at them.

Ye Shaoqian gave Xia Xiaobei a wink. Xia Xiaobei shook his hand behind him and smiled faintly. The two of them understood it and stood so respectfully, waiting.

But standing so stiffly, his legs became numb in a short while. Xia Xiaobei was worried that Shaoqian's body would not be able to hold on. He looked at him worriedly for a few times. Ye Shaoqian finally couldn't help saying, "Dad, it's okay to draw later. I brought my girlfriend back, and you didn't say you would give me a seat." His face was a hippie and smiled.

Lei Shaogong then raised his eyelids and glanced at him with some dissatisfaction: "The most important thing to avoid is restless and impatient painting. Only by calming down and making a stroke can you achieve a good painting. After spending so many years outside, you still have no progress at all."

Ye Shaoqian listened quietly, and after that, he curled his lips to Xia Xiaobei, meaning: Look, I knew this would happen.

After all, it was a father and son. I was worried about Ye Shaoqian's condition, so I waved my left hand and said, "Sit there."
Chapter completed!