Chapter 108

Four and a half hours later, the plane landed at Hong Kong International Airport.

It was 11:30 in the middle of the night.

Ye Qingxin follows jingboyuan out of the airport, and two men in suits come to meet him.

"Mr. Jing, the car is over there."

Jingboyuan nodded slightly towards them, and the boss's shelf was very high.

This man is always an unattainable superior, serious and meticulous. If ye Qingxin hadn't learned this man's improper appearance a few nights ago, he would have been fooled by his serious boss style.

Not far away, a Maybach stopped majestically.

Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan go with them. They open the rear door one left and one right.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Luo Feng comes out and puts Ye Qingxin's and jingboyuan's luggage into the trunk.

About an hour and a half later, Maybach drove into the gate of a mansion on the top of the mountain, crossed the long driveway and stopped in front of a three story independent house.

The house is decorated in splendor.

As soon as he entered the door, a housekeeper man came forward and bowed, "welcome home, sir and madam."

The housekeeper is a middle-aged Frenchman. He speaks Mandarin fluently. He doesn't have a foreigner's accent at all. He wears a snow-white shirt, a black vest, a black tuxedo, a black bow tie, straight black trousers, shiny black shoes, his hair is in perfect order, and his body is straight. He has a standard housekeeper image.

Behind him, more than a dozen maids stood in two rows, and bowed respectfully to Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan with the housekeeper. Their voices were neat and clear. "Welcome home, sir and madam."

Ye Qingxin's expression is a little confused, but it's only for a moment. Then, learning from Jing Boyuan's appearance, he nodded slightly to the crowd, holding his head high, a noble and dignified hostess posture.

The housekeeper led them to a bedroom on the third floor.

All the way to see the scene of luxury, ye Qingxin has been unable to use words to describe.

Two men in suits put her and jingboyuan's luggage in the bedroom and respectfully left the room.

The housekeeper bowed respectfully toward Ye Qingxin and jingboyuan, "good night, sir and madam." Then exit and close the door.

As soon as the door closed, ye Qingxin looked at jingboyuan, "here is..."

Jingboyuan pulled open his tie, opened the cupboard and put it in. He took off his suit and hung it up. He said carelessly: "I bought it a few years ago."

Ye Qingxin

For a moment, he asked, "do you like it?"

Ye Qingxin did not speak, went to the balcony, the line of sight was suddenly attracted by the scenery outside the balcony.

The villa is located at the top of the mountain, and the whole gorgeous Victoria Harbor is quietly presented under her eyes. It is so colorful and amazing.

Hong Kong is the third largest financial center in the world. It is prosperous enough and a paradise for the rich.

"It's more prosperous here than the capital." She stated the truth in a way that did not startle her voice.

Jingboyuan leaned against the glass fence and lit a cigarette. The night wind blew away the green fog from his thin lips.

"If you like it here, we can stay a few more days." After a pause, he said, "I can move here for a long time in the future."

Ye Qingxin was smiling, his eyes and eyebrows were quiet, and his eyes fell on the night scene in the distance, without speaking.

While washing, she stood in the bathroom, dazed.

The area of the toilet is only as big as her home.

During this period of time, she and jingboyuan were so close that she even forgot the gap between herself and him.

It's as easy for him to buy such a luxury house in Hong Kong as picking up a piece of sugar from the ground. For her, standing here is like a dream.

After taking a bath, jingboyuan is still smoking on the balcony. Several cigarette butts have fallen off at his feet. She walks over and the night wind is stirring.

"I'm fine."

Jingboyuan's hand with the cigarette knocked lightly on the guardrail, dropped the ash, handed the cigarette to his lips, finally took a sip, and then twisted it out on the guardrail.

Turn around and look at Ye Qingxin.

The girl is wearing a silk nightgown with long hair hanging over her shoulders, narrow shoulders and short back, thin waist and long legs, delicate features, and the line is full of charming customs.

Jing Boyuan's eyes were silent and dark.

Reach out to hook up the chin of leaf Qing Xin sharp thin, kiss to kiss her lip, "go to sleep first, I will come in a moment."

Ye Qingxin pursed his lips, looked at him with bright eyes and nodded.

It was almost two o'clock in the morning.

Ye Qingxin was so sleepy that he had a headache and almost fell asleep with his pillow.

Jingboyuan came out wrapped in a nightgown and saw the girl on the bed sleeping deeply. He stared at Ye Qingxin's little face for a few seconds. He closed the glass door of the balcony and turned off the light.

The curtain didn't pull. The light coming in from the outside made the whole bedroom light slightly.

He went to bed and lay beside Ye Qingxin, wrapped her whole son in his arms, kissed her hairline, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next day, when jingboyuan gets up, ye Qingxin notices that she is too sleepy. She doesn't open her eyelids, and faintly feels that he kisses her forehead before he leaves.

By the time she was fully awake, it was nine o'clock in the morning.

There is a note left by Jing Boyuan on the bedside table.

——I'll be very busy today. I'll take you to the auction in the evening.

There is also a signature of jingboyuan in the lower right corner of the note.

The font is vivid, flowing and unrestrained. Signature is a typical business signature.

Ye Qingxin looks at the note and smiles. He gets out of bed and goes to the bathroom to wash.

After washing, as soon as I opened the bedroom door, there were two maids standing at the door, bowing to her in a loud and clear voice, "good morning, madam."

Ye Qingxin looks at the maids without any trace. They are all white, beautiful, tall and thin in uniform clothes and good looks.

"Is madam going to the dining room?"

Ye Qingxin nods.

The maid on the right took two steps forward and turned to her and made a "please" sign.

Ye Qingxin is so clamped by the maid one after the other and led to the restaurant.

When the housekeeper saw her coming, he immediately told the maid in the kitchen to serve her breakfast. The maid even helped her spread a napkin. The service was meticulous and considerate, so she almost didn't feed her.

I had breakfast.

"It's my wife's first visit to the villa. Let me show her around the garden."

This villa was purchased by jingboyuan three years ago from Xiao Sheng, the former chairman of Hong Kong Telecom Group. It is worth 1.5 billion Hong Kong dollars and covers a total area of 1093 square meters. It also has a large garden of more than 2300 square meters. There are a small forest and a large grassland in the garden, as well as a large area of red roses.

This is what the housekeeper told ye Qingxin.

The housekeeper also said that the red rose was planted by Xiao Sheng's wife, the former chairman of the Telecom Group. After seeing it, Mr. Jing didn't say he wanted to clear it, so he has kept it until now. Every day, a full-time gardener takes care of it.

Now it's summer, and Hong Kong has a subtropical climate. The temperature is much higher than that of the capital. The housekeeper drives his sightseeing car and leaves to stroll around the garden. Through the sea of roses, his mouth is full of pleasant fragrance of flowers.

Back in the independent house, ye Qingxin stands on the balcony on the third floor and looks at the Victoria Harbor in the distance. It is a fairyland like beauty compared with the colorful night.

When she thought of the beautiful maids in the villa, she couldn't help complaining again.

Capitalists will really enjoy it.

At lunch.

Ye Qingxin casually asked the housekeeper, "did you come here often before?"

Single men, in the face of so many beautiful women, can't help but sometimes.

Even if jingboyuan didn't move his mind, there were many maids who wanted to climb the Dragon bed.

I don't know the other side of jingboyuan. Besides her, how many other women have experienced it.

Jing suoso once said that jingboyuan is more than 30 years old and doesn't even have a girlfriend, but no girlfriend doesn't mean no woman.

Moreover, dou Wei'er once said that after listening to the gossip of female colleagues in the company, someone saw Jing Boyuan and different women going into and out of the hotel

And that night... He was very skillful

The more I think about it, the worse Ye Qingxin's appetite is, and I'm also flustered.

The housekeeper didn't know what ye Qingxin thought in his heart. He replied with a smile, "this is the first time that my husband has come here."

"Is it?"

Ye Qingxin smiles, his appetite suddenly gets better, and he even eats more than half a bowl of rice.

Six in the evening.

Jingboyuan called and said that she would come back to pick her up in half an hour and ask her to change into a more formal dress.

Ye Qingxin turns out all the clothes in the suitcase and finds a more formal white shirt to put on, with a black one-step skirt underneath, tightly outlining her beautiful curve.

This is the same time that jingboyuan took her to buy it in ly. It hasn't been worn.

At half past six, a Maybach stopped under the steps in front of the detached house.

The window was open, revealing jingboyuan's deep and beautiful face.

He sat in the back seat, his brow covered with a layer of light tiredness, his hand with cigarette was gently put on the edge of the car window, and the exquisite high-end wristwatch was exposed from the cuffs of his tight white shirt, which showed the good taste of men.

Ye Qingxin runs down the stairs in small steps. His ponytail is pretty and cute.

Jing Boyuan looks at her. His deep eyes slip past her gently. His tired eyebrows and eyes are swept away. He takes a cigarette and twists it out. The housekeeper who is waiting for him immediately hands over the ashtray. He looks well-trained.

"Boyuan."

Ye Qingxin ran to him and called him.

Jingboyuan pushed the door open and moved himself inside, "get on the bus."

The car pulled out of the garden gate.

In the car.

Jingboyuan holds Ye Qingxin's little hand and rubs the back of her finger with his thumb. His voice calmly asks, "are you still used to it?"

Ye Qingxin nodded, "the housekeeper and servant are very considerate."

Jing Boyuan: "dinner ready?"

Ye Qingxin smiles: "well, how about you? Have you had dinner?"

Jing Boyuan's left hand quietly stroked the bare thigh of Shangye Qingxin, intentionally or unintentionally, but his voice was still serious: "I've eaten it."

The numbness of the thigh makes Ye Qingxin want to push his hand away.

And

She looked up at Luo Feng in the driver's seat.

There are still outsiders.

Jing Boyuan took advantage of the situation to hold her little hand, so he did not have any more behavior.

I don't know how long it's been.

Maybach stops in the underground parking lot of Hong Kong Convention and Exhibition Center, and ye Qingxin gets off with jingboyuan.

Just at this time, a white sports car stopped in the parking space next to it, and a fashionable young woman came down from the car.

Ye Qingxin sees, Leng for a while.

It's Gu Jiao.

She was wearing a blue one-piece hip skirt and a white medium sleeve blazer, which was exquisite, fashionable and professional elegant.

She saw Ye Qingxin, also a Leng, "Xinxin? You... "Turning her eyes, she saw jingboyuan. Her smile was a little deep." you're here... "

Ye Qingxin smiles and naturally takes jingboyuan's arm. "Let's take part in Sotheby's auction. Where's Miss Gu?"

Gujiao tone some blame, "all said call me Jiaojiao on the line, also called so outsider." After a pause, she added: "it's a coincidence that I'm also here to participate in Sotheby's Jewelry Shoot. It's said that there will be a lot of good jewelry, so let's have a look."

Ye Qingxin nodded with a smile.

Seeing that there is going to be a cold show, Gu Jiao put forward to take a step before the cold show.

Ye Qingxin said nothing.

Gujiao took the lead to the underground parking lot elevator.

Ye Qingxin and jingboyuan are walking behind. Suddenly, ye Qingxin's feet are askew, and he gasps in pain.

Jing Boyuan's eyes are quick and his hands are quick to hold her. When she stabilizes her figure, he squats down to check Ye Qingxin's wrist. His big hand grabs her foot and moves it gently twice. "Does it hurt?"

Ye Qingxin shakes his head.

It's a little bit painful for a moment.

Jing Boyuan let go of her feet and stood up. She was tall, long legged and upright. She raised her hand and rubbed the top of her hair. "Be careful when you walk."

Clearly tone some severe, even with a bit of reprimand, but Gu Jiao but heard from the thick concern.

At the moment when the elevator door closes, she sees Ye Qingxin spit out her tongue towards jingboyuan with a pure face. Jingboyuan rubs Ye Qingxin's hair again with a smile.

The picture is beautiful.