An Yiran saw that Qi Zeye liked it, and she was in a good mood.

"Then Mr. Qi, you are busy first, so I won't bother. After saying that, she picked up the empty plate and walked away briskly.

Qi Zeye watched her leave, looking at her happy appearance, and her mood also improved.

Suddenly, a mobile phone broke into his field of vision, Qi Zeye only felt familiar, stood up unhurriedly, took a long step, walked over and picked up the mobile phone on the ground.

No wonder it's familiar, isn't this An Yiran's mobile phone?

Qi Zeye raised his eyebrows, put his phone aside, and continued to look at the important documents in his hand.

The night was getting deeper, Qi Zeye had just finished taking a shower, his wet hair was scattered on his forehead at random, and he was only wrapped around a long towel around his waist.

"Mr. Qi, did I leave my phone here?" Mr. Qi?" An Yiran's voice came from the door.

When Qi Zeye heard this, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked. This confused bastard, she finally remembered her phone.

He rubbed his slightly damp hair indiscriminately, picked up the mobile phone on the table, walked towards the door, opened the door, and let An Yiran in.

"Mr. Qi. As soon as An Yiran came in, she saw Qi Zeye's upper body, full muscles, and strong body curves at a glance.

Why didn't he have any clothes on! An Yiran only felt that his face was slightly hot, and he turned his head a little embarrassed, not daring to look at him directly, and his voice stammered a little.

"Qi ...... Mr. Qi, my mobile phone ......"

"Give. Qi Zeye looked at An Yiran's shy appearance with interest and handed over the phone.

"Thank you, Mr. Qi. ”

An Yiran hadn't picked up the phone yet, suddenly, the phone rang, Qi Zeye took the opportunity to look, the three words "Fang Jingting" on the screen were like pins, Qi Zeye narrowed his narrow eyes, and pressed the red button without hesitation.

An Yiran didn't know who called, she looked at him with some surprise, "What are you hanging up on me for!"

Before Qi Zeye could answer, An Yiran snatched it and put it in his pocket.

At this moment, the phone rang again, An Yiran hurriedly protected her pocket, carefully took out her mobile phone, and just saw whose phone it was, but Qi Zeye took the phone back by a coincidence.

An Yiran saw that the mobile phone was snatched away, and she was about to snatch the mobile phone back, but Qi Zeye raised the mobile phone above her head, and he was more than twenty centimeters taller than her, even if she even jumped and jumped, she couldn't reach it.

An Yiran said a little angrily: "Qi Zeye, this is my mobile phone!" He is not qualified to hang up her phone!

Qi Zeye didn't speak, he pressed An Yiran's head and hugged her into his arms, and pressed the answer button unhappily with the other hand.

"Hey, An Yiran......"

"She's already asleep. Before Fang Jingting could speak, Qi Zeye hung up the phone.

Hearing Qi Zeye hang up the phone, An Yiran felt a strange feeling in her heart.

Didn't he want her to talk to Fang Jingting? He was so domineering...... Isn't it jealous?

She lay on his chest, unable to move because he held his head, so close, she could feel the ups and downs of his chest and the sound of his heart beating in his chest, and wanted to push him, but thinking of his ** body, she was a little clueless.

An Yiran's heart moved, only to feel dizzy, and her face was even redder.

"Mr. Qi......" An Yiran reminded in a low voice.

After hearing this, Qi Zeye handed the mobile phone to the person in his arms, and then let go of his hand.

Neither of them mentioned Fang Jingting's matter, the atmosphere was extremely delicate, An Yiran pursed her lips, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

In the dim light, Qi Zeye's eyes were even deeper, and he couldn't see any emotion.

"I'm going to sleep, good night. ”

"Good night. ”

In the end, it was Qi Zeye who took the lead in breaking the embarrassment, and An Yiran slipped away as if she heard the words.

The next day, He Ruanruan looked at the document in her hand, her brows furrowed, and after thinking about it back and forth, she finally made up her mind and picked up the mobile phone next to her.

Half an hour later, the bell ended, and a man's deep voice came from there.

"Qi Zeye, I'm He Ruan Ruan, I want to meet you. ”

Inside the café.

He Ruanruan's face was a little impatient, more hesitant and impatient, and when she saw someone coming, she changed into an arrogant appearance again.

Qi Zeye was dressed in a dark cyan suit, his coat was not buttoned, and he was wearing a black vest inside, and after seeing He Ruan Ruan, he had a cold face and walked straight towards her.

He took off his coat unhurriedly, picked up the newspaper next to him and read it.

"Ahem. He Ruan Ruan coughed lightly, as if reminding him, "Mr. Qi, you should know what I am looking for you today." ”

"I don't know. Qi Zeye said mercilessly.

He Ruanruan's face was a little ugly, and he continued: "Mr. Qi, I won't sell it to you, let's just say it, I want An Yiran to divorce Fang Jingting." ”

Qi Zeye didn't look up, and took a sip of coffee, "You don't have the attitude of begging for someone." ”

Although there was no expression on his face, he was not angry and arrogant, and He Ruanruan, who wanted to put on a fight, was a little angry after hearing this.

"Mr. Qi, I'm here to negotiate terms with you, not to beg you!" An Yiran's voice was loud, almost angry, and she was extremely abrupt in the quiet café, and the people around her focused their eyes on her.

Qi Zeye sneered and ignored her.

He Ruan Ruan realized that she was a little out of control, she suppressed the anger in her heart, and pretended to be calm and said: "Mr. Qi, you make a condition, how can you get Fang Jingting to divorce her?"

Qi Zeye sneered when he heard this, and loosened his tie, "It's her divorce, what does it have to do with me?"

Seeing that Qi Zeye didn't eat this set at all, He Ruan Ruan frowned and continued: "Mr. Qi, you help me, their divorce is also good for you, as long as they are divorced, you and An Yiran, Fang Jingting and I can be together in a bright and bright way!

"As I said, I don't mind. ”

Seeing that Qi Zeye was dead and did not let go, He Ruan Ruan remembered Fang Jingting's flattering appearance, and only felt angry. No matter what the price is, she must let Fang Jingting and An Yiran divorce!

"Mr. Qi, they are all businessmen, you can make a condition!"

Hearing this, Qi Zeye put down the newspaper in his hand.

It's been so long, he just looked at her, He Ruan Ruan only felt insulted, angry and angry, but helpless, who let her ask him?

I saw that Qi Zeye's eyes became more and more sharp, the corners of his mouth hooked a dangerous arc, and he said slowly: "The He family withdrew from the market." ”

Isn't that self-defeating?

"No, we can only withdraw from part of the market. ”

He Ruan Ruan's heart was ruthless, and he repeated indignantly: "I agree to let the He family withdraw from part of the market, as long as they can divorce!"

Qi Zeye narrowed his narrow eyes and looked at her with a smile.