Chapter Seventy-Four: It's Late
"Ziqian, you're so busy with work, you still have time to clean up your room."
"I hired an hourly worker." Ziqian admitted frankly.
"I knew that with such a big house, you couldn't finish cleaning it, my cosmetics have been like this for a year, and they are about to expire."
"That's all new."
"Hitomi-chan."
"I'll make it clear to her after you left, we haven't seen each other again, I'm waiting for you to come back."
"Why wait for me, in case I can't come back."
"Because I think what I like is you, it was you before, it is you now, and it will be you in the future."
"You just told me to break up, and now you say you like me, you play with me."
"If I say I'm going to like you when I go to college, would you believe it?"
"I don't believe it, I like that I'm still with Hitomi. If you said you liked me, where did you come from? ”
"At that time, you were a well-known iceberg beauty, so many boys chased you, and you didn't agree, and we weren't friends at that time. At that time, it was also the most difficult time for me, my father died, several partners terminated their contracts, and my mother was not in good health. She just wanted someone to take care of me before she left, and at that time Hitomi chased me and we were together, and after graduating, she suddenly broke up with me and went abroad. I was really scared that my mom would leave suddenly that day, and I wanted to muster up the courage to confess to you on the day of graduation, but I was so nervous that I blurted out would you like to marry me. After getting married, I felt that you have always been wary of me, I always felt that our relationship was like a wall, you never shared your life with me, so I felt that we didn't love each other, so when you filed for divorce, I would agree. ”
"You are always on a business trip, every time I come home I feel rusty, I don't share my life with you because you are always busy, you come back so late every day, and you get up early in the morning to go to work. It was when you said you had never loved me that I filed for divorce. ”
Ziqian slowly raised his head and carefully looked at the woman in front of him.
"Are you really seducing me by dressing like this?"
"You, rascal." Hui Xue clutched her chest.
Ziqian took advantage of her inattention to the posture of holding the princess to pick up Huixue. "Will you forgive me?"
"I don't, I don't want to forgive you."
"Then if I don't do something, I'll be sorry for the rascal you just shouted."
"You, you put me down." Ziqian hugged Hui Xue and walked in the direction of the bedroom.
"I won't let it go." Zi Qianyi pressed Hui Xue down on the bed. "If you don't forgive me, I can't guarantee that I'll do something next."
"I, I don't want it." Zi Qian unbuttoned his shirt with his hand, and his hand quickly reached into Hui Xue's nightdress. Hui Xue thought that he was not very soft-hearted before, but Ziqian's hand roamed around her unscrupulously. "Well, I can't forgive you."
"It's late."