"Miss Ai, this is your fault. My husband is so good, why don't you work harder?"
Ai Xueer's face was filled with embarrassment and anger, and she finally couldn't help but yell.
"Don't talk nonsense? He just slept in my vagina last night!"
Who would have thought that this roar would be even more difficult to wash away after jumping into the Yellow River. The landlady's eyes were nothing but contempt, while Bei Xijue was leaning against the wall leisurely, playing with a delicate car key in his hand.
Just as the three of them were in a stalemate, the elevator dinged, the elevator door opened, and a pair of shiny leather shoes appeared in front of the three of them.
"Xue'er——"
The person strode forward and grabbed Ai Xueer's shoulders. Bei Xijue, who was behind them, stood up straight with a layer of gloom in his eyes.
"Xue'er, why do you live here? Do you know how hard it was for me to find you? Can you go back with me?"
Huang Ye's voice was surprisingly gentle, and Ai Xueer's body stiffened. She didn't expect that he would find her so quickly.
"Ah, this gentleman is——"
The landlady looked at Huang Ye's equally glamorous appearance with gleaming eyes, and secretly marveled in her heart. She didn't expect that this girl, who was not amazing in appearance, could attract so many handsome men.
"I am Xue'er's husband."
Huang Ye smiled and took Ai Xueer into his arms, swearing his ownership of her.
The landlord's jaw dropped, and his fingers pointed dully at Bei Xijue, who was ignored by others.
"Then this gentleman——"
Only then did Huang Ye notice Bei Xijue's existence, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes. He looked at Bei Xijue and the person in his arms in disbelief. The pajamas she was wearing stung his eyes.
"Beixi Jue, why are you here?"
"Why not?"
Bei Xijue stepped forward and restrained the struggling Ai Xueer from Huang Ye's car.
"You are divorced, so you are not her husband."
"Don't worry about our affairs!"
Huang Ye's face was twisted with rage, and he waited fiercely for Ai Xue'er behind Bei Xijue.
"Ai Xue'er, you keep saying that your divorce from me has nothing to do with Bei Xijue, so how do you explain it? Don't tell me that you were together last night!"
"Ye, isn't-"
"We were actually together last night."
"Ai Xue'er, you!" Huang Ye stepped forward and pulled Ai Xue'er over, "Follow me!"
"Mr. Huang, why do you take Xue'er away? She has nothing to do with you now."
Ai Xueer's arms were pulled by Huang Ye and Bei Xijue one after another, causing pain.
"Who said she has nothing to do with me? We didn't get divorced for a day, but she was still my emperor's wife for a day!"
Huang Ye exerted force, and Ai Xueer screamed out in pain. Bei Xijue's pupils shrank, and as soon as her hand loosened, she crashed into Huang Ye's arms.
He stopped Ai Xueer and pressed the elevator button.
The landlady came back from the shock. On the night of Bei Xijue and the Emperor, no matter how ignorant she was, the two people on her old black and white TV had already appeared so frequently that she could not forget it even if she wanted to.
At this moment, two of the most valuable men in T city and even in Asia actually appeared in her apartment, and they were fighting with each other over a plain-looking girl.
But worship is worship, and worship cannot be used as rent. Seeing the emperor holding Aixueer in his arms to leave, she hurriedly stepped forward with a flattering smile on her face.
"Miss Ai, the rent you owe me -"
"I'll pay for her!"
"I'll pay for her!"
The two grown men said in unison, happy and happy.