Chapter 31

I can't wear my clothes any more. I can't stay in bed all day! She had to find his closet and rummaged through a shirt to hang up for herself.

After breakfast, she put the clothes they had changed yesterday into the washing machine.

After he left, there was no phone call. Bored, she went into his study to find the books she was interested in to read.

On the bookshelf, in addition to books on economics, there are books on history, philosophy and hull design, as well as many biographies of celebrities.

She took out a copy of Okada's Tokugawa, and to her surprise, every one of them was annotated. What's more, maybe it's the number of times you've looked through, and each book is obviously thicker than it was originally.

This handwriting is very familiar, is it his?

Now, she has changed her original intention of finding books to get to know him from books.

She did not think why she had such an impulse, but this morning, she saw another side of Wang Zixuan from these books that she could not understand.

When she closed the book, she looked up and saw the model boats of different sizes and shapes on the bookshelf. She felt strange in her heart.

Despite this, she did a prank by drawing a lovely pig's head with a neutral pen on a bookmark, and then put the bookmark in the first book of Tokugawa Ka Kang.

In the afternoon, he came home and went to the bedroom first. He found that the room was tidy, the sheets and covers were all changed clean, the bathroom was also cleaned, and the clothes were washed and hung up. He could not help but smile.

Pushing open the door of the study, he was startled. She was lying on the ground reading, even with her legs up.

"Ah? You're back. How fast She looked at him, but she was still lying on the carpet.

He looked down at her, and his heart was hard to understand.

At the moment, although she was wearing his shirt, the two buttons on her collar were not fastened. From his point of view, the brilliant spring light on her chest could be seen at a glance. Because it was lying on her stomach, originally the shirt could completely cover her hip, but now it is not. And the most important thing she forgot was that her underwear had been washed out.

So now, except for this shirt, her body is no longer covered.

He sighed, sat down next to her and asked, "have you been reading here all the time?"

Although he was talking to her, he could not help thinking about the situation in front of him.

"No, I washed my clothes and cleaned up your house." She didn't seem to realize that she was tempting him, testing his endurance, and she kept raising her legs.

He didn't want to see her again, but her behavior made him too much --

"Xu Shiyuan, don't wear it in a room with men!" He warned, shifting his eyes to the pages on the ground.

She suddenly realized that she got up from the ground and pulled down her shirt to cover her key parts, but she heard his laughter. Looking down, he closed his book and stood up.

"Did you not sleep last night She asked

"after sleeping for a while before daybreak, what else would you like, and a meeting during the day? Do you think I'm Superman?" He didn't shy away from anything, but she still didn't like to talk about men and women, even to him.

"Why don't you go back and get some sleep? It's not good for your health to stay up late like this! " She whispered.

"Let's go --" before he finished, she grabbed his mouth.

"Please, just stop it!" Her tone was full of anger.

But I don't know, because the shirt is very wide, so his eyes straight fall on her chest.

From his eyes, she found something was wrong. She quickly loosened his mouth and wrapped up his shirt. However, she was picked up by him and directly laid down on the bed in the bedroom.

Worried about what he would do, she wanted to get up and leave, but he grabbed her.

"Well, I promise I won't touch you. Can you sleep with me? I'm really tired today! "

She looked back at him. Seeing that he looked tired, she lay down and fell asleep beside him.

Now, instead of sleeping with his pillow on her arm, she could hear that his breathing had become even and he should be asleep.

Maybe, he is really tired!

Although she doesn't know about finance, she also has some economic education because she has a company at home.

Oriental Bank is an investment bank, because it does not rely on savings and loans to make profits. The requirements of investment banks on staff are much higher than that of ordinary banks, and the pressure to work in such banks is also very great. Although Wang Zixuan has a very solid financial foundation and keen vision, as the president of the East, every investment plan of the bank has to be finally decided by him. His burden is heavier than anyone else. She can also imagine this.Especially in these years, since Japan's economy fell into depression, the development speed of the whole Asia has been restricted. In addition, the financial tsunami in the previous two years has made the already fragile Asian economy full of more variables. The investment of the East has always been mainly in Asia. Wang Zixuan should not only ensure a huge profit margin, but also avoid various financial reefs, and compete with Western speculators and investment banks.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help hugging him, and he took the initiative to approach her.

Many years later, even if a lot of things happened, even if things changed, she did not forget her mood this afternoon. Maybe it was her closest moment to him.

She wanted him to send herself home in the evening, but when he woke up, it was dark.

"I'm hungry!" As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard her say these three words.

He picked up his watch and looked at it. Unexpectedly, after seven o'clock in the evening, he got up and went into the bathroom and said to her, "you get dressed, let's go out for dinner."

Tonight, he took her to a strange place, only ten minutes' drive from his home, but it seemed very private.

As soon as the car stopped, she nervously asked him, "aren't you afraid to be seen?"

"Don't worry, no one here cares about us." He said, and told her to get out of the car.

"Do you come here often?" After dinner, back in the car, she asked.

Seeing that he didn't answer, she didn't say more. After all, he had nothing to do with her!

"I'm not going to work tomorrow, you," he said, glancing at her. Then he drove the car back to his home.

She did not answer him, just took out her mobile phone to call home, told uncle and aunt not to worry, she played outside for a few days and then went home.