As long as he didn't know that it was a trap, Qi Haoran would gladly accept it, not to mention that his wife's small wish like a sesame mung bean would naturally be doubly satisfied. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The next day, he sent someone to Italy and asked the most famous oil painter to paint his wife.

Ke Wenjin's hand holding the telephone receiver was trembling slightly, thinking that fortunately he had never underestimated this young lady who was secretly married, otherwise with Qi Haoran's temper of a favorite wife, he would have to peel off his skin.

Isn't it normal for Mrs. Qi to want her husband's office and home to hang her huge oil paintings?

On the day the oil painter arrived at the villa, the housekeeper, who had always been strict with people, was said to have been sent back to Singapore by Qi Haoran, and the seventh sister-in-law became the new housekeeper of the villa.

Alley didn't understand why, and Qi Haoran breathed a sigh of relief for many days.

The chef and nutritionist changed several batches, and the chef Pete was transferred to Madai, and the whole family was fine, only Alley was poisoned twice, and Wu Manqing was allowed to enter the restaurant to stir up trouble under his nose...... There is only one person who can do all of this - the steward.

Of course, sending the housekeeper back to Singapore is just a pretext, Qi Haoran doesn't want his wife to be cranky, he just wants her to be his little white flower and live simply and happily by his side, just like he remembers.

What people like him hate most is betrayal, let alone the housekeeper who has been with him for so many years.

Qi Haoran met the housekeeper who was tied into zongzi by Ke Wenjin in an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs.

The smell of decadence permeated the air, the winter sun mixed with dust and squeezed into the small space, and the serious and cold housekeeper of the Qi family in the past knelt in front of Qi Haoran in despair at this time.

"Say it." Qi Haoran put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked at the housekeeper in front of him condescendingly, and the coercion exuded from his whole body almost froze the air around him, "Otherwise, it will be a dead end." ”

"Young Master, you threaten me?" The butler glanced at Qi Haoran slantedly, with a contemptuous look in his eyes, and was not moved by his might.

Ke Wenjin didn't know where to drag a chair for Qi Haoran, Qi Haoran sat on the chair, folded his legs, put one hand on his knee and gently knocked twice, and suddenly laughed, "I didn't expect to ask anything useful from your mouth." ”

"Hmph, the eldest young master is joking, right? If you don't want to ask anything, why bother with me? ”

"Why should I deal with you?" Qi Haoran seemed to feel that he had heard a ridiculous joke, "Just because you poisoned my wife?" ”

"That woman is the heart of the eldest young master, don't you want to know ......?"

"I really don't want to know." Qi Haoran suddenly looked directly at the housekeeper on the ground, "I decided it was you, and I don't need evidence." ”

The butler's body trembled slightly, but he still stubbornly held his back, "The eldest young master doesn't have to be pretentious, don't you want to know why the young lady was poisoned?" ”

Qi Haoran stared at the housekeeper for a long time, so long that the housekeeper couldn't support it, thinking that when Qi Haoran was thinking about how to end him, Qi Haoran spoke.

"You can do it." Qi Haoran stood up, raised his feet and walked out, while saying, "Send someone to keep an eye on him 24 hours a day, don't allow him to have a chance to speak, and don't allow him to contact anyone except for eating and drinking......

This is what the steward heard. And he didn't hear Qi Hao's words in front of him, let the words go out, the housekeeper couldn't stand the punishment, and he had already been recruited.

"Young Master, we'...... Is it to go to work or home? Ke Wenjin, who was sitting in the driver's seat, asked.

"Go to the pastry shop on Gangnam Avenue." Qi Haoran sat in the back seat of the black car, looked out the window, and said lightly, "Li Li likes macarons there." ”

Ke Wenjin pursed the corners of his lips and started the car. No matter where he goes, no matter what kind of sinister and secret things he was doing a second ago, he never forgot to spoil his wife afterwards.

An hour later.

Alley looked at a large number of colorful macarons in front of him, smiled with crooked eyebrows, happily, hugged Qi Haoran's arm, and shook like a happy little girl.

Rao, a cultivated artist who was invited by Qi Haoran at a sky-high price, was also helpless by Mrs. Qi at this time.

Qi Haoran spoiled his wife excessively, and after a while, he flattered Alley with a treasure, and the painter couldn't paint Alley quietly, okay?

Just set up the POSE for a short while, Alley will be attracted by Qi Haoran's various small tricks, so many huge oil paintings, when will Nima paint?

“Holdon，holdon！” The soul painter tapped on the drawing board almost frantically, looking at the two people in front of him who were also sprinkling dog food at home, he only felt that the whole person was messy.

"That's... Sit tight. Qi Haoran rubbed Alley's hair, which was as soft as seaweed, and carried her to the position designated by the painter and sat down, "Look, the old painter is confused." ”

Alley stuck out his tongue and grimaced at Qi Haoran, "I knew it was so troublesome, so I didn't mention this request, it's so troublesome." ”

Qi Haoran's eyes flashed, he approached Alley's red lips and pecked lightly, "I think Mrs. Qi's request is very high-level." ”

Mr. Qi also hopes to see Mrs. Qi's bright smiling face at all times, even when he is working.

However, seeing his wife sitting still for several hours, that uncomfortable little appearance made Qi Haoran feel very distressed.

As a result, Qi Xiansen, a madman who spoils his wife, increased the honorarium of one million dollars on the basis of the original plan, hoping to shorten the daily painting time and extend the painting period by two months, in order to make his wife sit for a few hours less every day.

Therefore, as soon as Mrs. Qi's huge oil painting was completed, the Lunar New Year was ushered in.

As a result, in Qi Haoran's villa, except for the huge portrait of his mother Shen Bijun hanging in the living room, and the oil painting of Alley not being hung in the guest room, every room is hung with a dreamlike oil portrait of Mrs. Qi, which looks like a museum exhibition.

Even the entire wall of Qi Haoran's office of the Hehong Consortium is hung with a huge oil portrait of Alley.

This is the end of the matter, and there is no need to say more. Almost everyone around Qi Haoran can see Alley's position in his mind, although her identity has never been disclosed, but everyone knows very well that this is the future boss lady.

"Do you like it, little peacock?" As soon as Qi Haoran entered the door, Alley threw himself directly into his arms, and imprinted bright red lip prints on his face.

This move greatly pleased Qi Xiansen.

"I like it." Alley's crisp voice sounded in Qi Haoran's ears, "Thank you, husband." ”

Alley hugged Qi Haoran's waist and rubbed it in his arms, his little face raised was sunny.

"Is there a reward?" Qi Haoran raised his eyebrows, "I pleased Mrs. Qi, how can Mrs. Qi repay me?" ”

Alley let go of Qi Haoran's waist with both hands, pouted, and said in a thick nasal voice, "Do you want a reward?" ”

Qi Haoran dragged Alley's hands back on his waist in displeasure, took the person into his arms, and dropped a heavy kiss on her red lips before biting her ear and whispering, "At night, you are on it." ”

Hearing this, Alley's face was red to the base of his neck, and the hand on his waist pinched hard, causing Qi Haoran to gasp in pain.

"Let you play hooligan with me." Alley glared at him, withdrew her hands arrogantly, turned around and walked into the dining room in a majestic manner, like a female boss.

Qi Haoran twitched the corners of his mouth, took off his coat and handed it to the servant on the side, and followed Alley into the restaurant.

Chen Yujiao had already sat in the restaurant with a gloomy face.

However, for a few months, both Qi Haoran and Alley turned a blind eye to Chen Yujiao's existence.

Although he didn't like this woman who seemed to be full of worries, gloomy, and arrogant to covet her husband, Alley understood Qi Haoran's purpose in leaving this woman at home.

Qi Xiansen does everything with her best interests as the starting point, which greatly warms Alley's heart.

Dealing with the housekeeper who has been hiding in the shadows, and there are nutritionists and chefs who change their tricks every day to make nutritious food for Alley, although her food consumption has not changed much, but on her pointed chin, you can already see traces of roundness.

Qi Haoran was in a hurry, and finally raised his wife out of two taels of meat, but why hasn't her stomach moved yet?

Alley has no idea what Qi Haoran is thinking, and has been married to him for less than a year, but under his pampering day by day, he is becoming more and more childlike, as long as Qi Haoran is at home, he will definitely be entangled like a little cowhide candy.

Qi Xiansen fell in love with his wife's obsession with him. The two of them are like glue, as if they are never tired enough.

"Baby, there's a dinner party on the weekend, and you come with me." Qi Haoran put the broccoli in his mouth and put it to Alley's mouth, "Obediently, open your mouth." ”

"Can you not go?" Alley obediently opened her mouth and wrapped the broccoli in her mouth, but her fingers kept twisting the napkin in front of her, and her eyes were spinning.

"Baby, obedient." Qi Haoran picked up a tissue and wiped the corners of Alley's mouth, "I know that the last wine will give you a bad impression, and I promise that there will not be a similar situation this time." Besides, the weekend is the company's annual dinner, you are my wife, how can you not show up? ”

"Then can you find another ......?"

"No, you can't!"

Alley pouted, her eyes were almost red with grievances, and her face was full of "You don't love me anymore".

Qi Haoran sighed, hugged her delicate body, kissed her on the face, carefully held her hand and said, "Aren't you worried that other women will covet your husband?" ”

"Who covets you?" Alley squinted his eyes, like a little fox, tugging at his collar in Qi Haoran's arms, smelling from top to bottom.

Qi Haoran couldn't cry or laugh, and sat down in his arms, "So, you're going to stare at me, right?" In case someone who is not afraid of death is sent to the door, Mrs. Qi can clean them up with her own hands! ”

"Can you clean up as much as you want?" Alley's eyes lit up.

"Of course." Seeing that Alley was relieved, Qi Haoran was in a good mood, "You are Mrs. Qi, how to clean up the bad woman who covets your husband is not too much." ”

If you offend anyone, you are not afraid, with Qi Xiansen's support.

"Okay. Deal. Alley had rice in his mouth, a mouthful of small white teeth, and a smiling slight, making Qi Haoran look furious.