The delicate table lamp in Italy emitted a soft orange glow, reflecting on Meng Yanchen's face, and the light fell on his eyelashes, leaving a fine silhouette on his eyelids.

Chu Qiao still held the information in his hand and read softly: "The second phase of Jinxuan was officially completed in 2011. The exterior walls of Jinxuan are made of imported limestone on the first to third floors, and the German beige gold and Japanese Mitsubishi aluminum composite panels are used for the third and more than three floors......"

Reading, reading, Chu Qiao turned his face and looked at Meng Yanchen on the side.

He lay on his stomach towards her, his phoenix eyes gently closed.

Apparently, he was asleep!

Even in his sleep, his brow furrowed slightly, as if he was bothered by something. He slept well, didn't snort much, didn't grind his teeth, and his nose moved regularly.

Chu Qiao smiled and sighed lightly. He also said that he wanted to carry it with himself, but he fell asleep!

Being the president of such a big consortium, if you don't feel bitter, you must be very tired! Chu Qiao's heart softened, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, which landed between Meng Yanchen's eyebrows, and gently smoothed out those wrinkles.

Meng Yanchen didn't wake up, but slowly relaxed his brows.

Chu Qiao smiled and stretched his fingers back, wanting to continue to memorize those smelly and long materials.

But at this moment—

"An Ran......" The corners of Meng Yanchen's mouth unconsciously hooked slightly, this kind of smile was different from the smile he usually gave her, such warmth, he had never seen it! The finger she wanted to leave was grabbed by his hand, and suddenly, he muttered very restlessly: "An Ran, I am in pain...... You...... Don't you leave me?"

He was no longer domineering, and there was a hint of soft pleading in his voice.

The evil and domineering also has such a lost and depressed appearance? Will a master of love like him also suffer such an injury?

Chu Qiao's heart was irrepressibly suffocated, and he only felt the pain of convulsions, and there was a slight bitterness.

Who is Enron? Is Enron the woman on the tip of his heart? What about himself? What kind of person is he? He threatens her, he calls her a pig, he forcibly occupies her body, he gives her money, she treats her father's illness......

Oh! It turned out that she was just a toy he bought with money, and when the time came, she was destined to be thrown away by him! Chu Qiao suddenly remembered Liu Xini. She will also be like Liu Xini, when he doesn't want it, she will be ruthlessly thrown aside, and there is no room for turnaround.

His hand gripped her fingers firmly, as if grasping something important. Chu Qiao tugged his fingers before he broke free. As if he were dreaming, he only snorted slightly twice before going back to sleep.

Chu Qiao took the soft blanket on the side and gently covered his body.

She took the pile of papers, turned off the light on the desk, and tiptoed out of the study and sat down in the hallway.

Chu Qiao pouted, a rich man is a rich man, and he doesn't even turn off the lights in the corridor at night. Her eyes were slightly red, holding the information, her eyes were firmly fixed on every word on it, she could clearly understand, but she just didn't know what she was looking at!

Chu Qiao laughed bitterly.

His eyes suddenly cooled, and he put down the information in his hand. Her hands clasped her legs and curled herself up into tiny balls. It was a little chilly in the middle of the night, and Chu Qiao felt that only by holding himself tighter could he dispel the coldness on his body.

Chu Qiao kept saying to himself in his heart. Chu Qiao, you can't love, this love is destined to have no result. If you love, bury it in your heart and not reveal it in front of him. He already has someone on the tip of his heart, and he can't tolerate other women, and of course this includes her! This love will only bother him, won't it?