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Half an hour later, the sound of a car could be heard. Soong Yinian was tired from crying and had long fallen into a deep sleep.

The servants unlocked the locks and chains one by one. They were so anxious that they were sweating profusely. Qi Mushen frowned: "What's going on?"

Lao Chang explained with a bitter face. It was because he had no other choice that he made this plan.

Qi Mushen was the clearest of Soong Yinian's stubborn temper. He could not bother to change his clothes and ran upstairs, twisting the handle of the door but it did not move an inch.

He glanced at Lao Chang, who hurriedly took out his spare key to open the door, then called for the servants to leave. He was not allowed to stay on the second floor.

With the bed bulging, Qi Mushen stepped forward and pulled her out of the quilt, then picked his up from the bed: "After all this commotion, I sure slept soundly, huh?"

Seeing her sleepy and swollen eyes, Qi Mushen felt his heart ache. "I was afraid that you would suddenly leave, that's why …"

Only by locking her in the villa was he able to feel a little safe.

Only, hearing that it did not seem to be any good words, Qi Mushen decided to keep his mouth shut.

After she woke up from her stupor, Soong Yinian felt a slight headache. Perhaps she had cried too fiercely before, so she rubbed her temples and frowned.

She didn't want to say the word divorce anymore.

Qi Mushen's eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc, as she pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him face to face: "I'll say it one last time, Soong Yinian, don't even think about it!"

Soong Yinian was in so much pain that she wanted to cry, so she slapped his back with all her might.

"Qi Mushen, you're crazy!"

She chose to let go. Was this not enough? Did he really have to embarrass the three of them and make them fight to the death before they would give up?

"Pa ~ ~ ~"

Slap slapping him fiercely in the face, Qi Mushen was trembling with anger, as he stopped her slender neck: "You're the one who's crazy! What is love to you? "A toy?"

"You … "Let go …" The veins on Soong Yinian's forehead were popping up, the oxygen becoming thinner and thinner.

Qi Mushen was startled, and immediately retracted his strength. What was he doing?

Feeling the pain in her heart, Soong Yinian touched his reddened finger marks and her body slightly trembled. She subconsciously avoided it but her eyes were filled with fear: "Let me go, Qi Mushen, I beg you."

He wanted to help her wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, but his hand stopped in the air. Qi Mushen clenched his fist tightly, and propped himself up by her two sides: "Don't even think about leaving me!"

Feeling even more agitated, Qi Mushen walked to the window and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. His thoughts churned as he recalled the cigarette that was thrown out by her in the study room that day.

With a sigh, he returned the cigarette case to his pocket, changed his clothes, and lay down beside her. However, his back was facing her.

He really didn't know how to apologize.

Soong Yinian's hoarse voice travelled over: "I want to go to work, can I?"

Qi Mushen's words made people's hearts ache for him, so he turned and hugged her until she was no longer trembling, and lowered his head to kiss the top of her head.

"Alright, I'll arrange it for you tomorrow." Qi Mushen said as gently as he could as he stroked her long hair.

Soong Yinian lifted her head, looked into Yun Che's eyes, and said: "I don't want to go to your company." What kind of attitude should she have when she saw Xu Ying?

"I'll inform you in advance. Who dares to hire you?" Qi Mushen's arrogant gaze was like the gathering of millions of stars, causing people to be unable to open their eyes.

In the past, she was infatuated with his eyes, and Soong Yinian looked at him in a daze, as if there were gods or demons around: "Alright, then I'll go to your company."

From the bottom of his heart, he roared: Soong Yinian, you useless fellow, just compromised like that!

The two of them slept while hugging each other. Early in the morning the next day, Soong Yinian woke up in a daze.

Qi Mushen who was dressed in sports clothes was brimming with vitality, he was different from the him who was dressed in suits and leather, he had lost a bit of experience, and had a different kind of elegance.

Rubbing her eyes, Soong Yinian wiped the saliva that did not exist at the corner of her mouth: "Morning."

Seeing her bewitching look, Qi Mushen smirked in satisfaction. His lips parted slightly: "It's getting late, didn't you say we have to work?"

Soong Yinian got up and went into the bathroom embarrassedly, then went downstairs to eat breakfast.

Not long after, she appeared in front of him in her work clothes. After a circle around, she asked, "How was it? Did it look good?"

After swallowing the milk in his mouth, Qi Mushen's gaze turned heavy: "Not good, go change."

With so many legs exposed, who's going to see it?

After not seeing her for three years, the little girl's figure was getting better and better.

After changing a few clothes in a row, Qi Mushen was still unsatisfied. He could not bear it any longer: "Did you mean to make things difficult for me?"

Qi Mushen glanced at her before going upstairs to find a pair of black pants and a black striped shirt. He handed them over to her.

"The clothes are too tight and look fat. Wearing a skirt on the first day of work looks bad." Qi Mushen spoke in a dignified tone.

"Is that so?" Soong Yinian was skeptical, but after changing her clothes, she frowned and muttered: "Isn't it too hot to wear pants in the summer?"

However, she believed in Qi Mushen's taste. Qi Mushen tried to coax and deceive her, but in the end, Soong Yinian left the house in this set of clothes.

"What position do you want?" In the carriage, Qi Mushen carried his laptop and asked without lifting his head.

"Interior designer, if possible, I would like to start with an assistant." She had just graduated, and she only knew a little about furs. It was really hard for her to be a designer.

Qi Mushen replied indifferently: "Up to you."

She was still quite a distance away from the shop, so Soong Yinian looked out the window and anxiously shouted: "Stop, I will get off here."

The car stopped by the side of the road. Qi Mushen's face was gloomy: It is embarrassing to let others know that we are together?

It's fine if you don't say it, but who would know when we get married? What identity do you want me to stand by your side? A lover who could not see the light of day? "Or …"

Or was it a mistress?