Yuan Si looked at the room.

Qi Xuyao's villa in Kyoto seems to be newly bought, the furniture is relatively new, and it looks special and empty, without any popularity.

She looked at the black and white room and felt that if she lived alone, it would definitely be a little pitiful.

Thinking of this, she looked at the couch.

I think it might look a lot better with a white plush toy on this black leather sofa.

But on this point, she didn't dare to make her own decisions.

At this time, the phone rang.

When she opened it, she saw a short message from the special assistant: [Mr. Qi hates a lot of people the most, you put the sobering soup on his coffee table, get ready for tomorrow's clothes, and you can go.] 】

Hearing this, Yuan Si suddenly understood something.

She looked at the decanting soup on the coffee table, afraid that Qi Xuyao wouldn't see it, so she simply picked up the post-it note, wrote a note, went upstairs again, and pushed open his bedroom door.

There is a masculine air of a man in the bedroom.

After Yuan Si entered the door, he smelled this smell and blushed a little.

She patted her face and walked into his cloakroom.

In the cloakroom, it looks like it is matched in the custom store, a set of sets, saving her matching, as long as you take out a set from it.

Yuan Si took a closer look, and then found ...... These suits are similar in style, the colors are all light gray and black, and there are dozens of sets in total, all of which are undifferent.

Yuan Si: ......

Are rich people so extravagant?

But it's pitiful.

I change my clothes every day, but I can't see them in the company!

They haven't changed their clothes for a month!

Thinking about that scene, Yuan Si felt funny.

She casually picked up a black suit, hung it in a conspicuous place, thought about it, opened the accessory drawer, took out a delicate blue diamond cuff, and matched it with a purple tie.

She stood a little farther away, looked at it, and thought it was appropriate.

Ready for these, Yuan Si went downstairs and left.

As soon as she opened the door, she heard the sound of car horns outside.

Obviously, Mr. Qi is back.

Thinking that the special assistant said that Mr. Qi didn't like to see anyone at home, she hurriedly slipped to the side and ran out of the small door.

With that-yellow car, I just missed it.

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Qi Xuyao parked the car, drove away, and Qi Xuyao opened the door.

He loosened his tie.

I didn't drink much today, but I was a little irritable.

Entering the empty room, he collapsed on the couch exhausted.

The Qi family has always been developing abroad, after returning to China, in S City for a few years, he also handed over the company to a professional agent, he did not manage it, and now he is back to manage, and he is still a little strange and uncomfortable.

It's like tonight's drinking party, saying things you don't like to say, doing things you don't get used to......

Moreover, without Shen Yugui and Yaoyao, he felt lonely at home.

Qi Xuyao felt a little pitiful and miserable.

At this moment, he saw the decanting soup on the coffee table, and a note pasted next to it, with a few beautiful words on it: Mr. Qi, you will feel very comfortable after drinking the decanting soup.

Qi Xuyao originally planned to ignore the sobering soup, although he drank too much, he really needed to drink this.

But seeing these words made him have a ** to drink.

So, I picked up the decanting soup and drank two sips.

The taste is not bad.

I drank all the boxes of soup like this, and my stomach was warm, and it was really comfortable.

I want to talk about "Nancheng Waiting for the Moon" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~