Chu Xinning's whole body trembled violently as if she had been hit by a huge blow. The palm she raised in mid-air pointing at the window hung down feebly. Her whole body seemed to have had its bones removed all at once, becoming limp and weak. Her body swayed as if... About to fall.
Seeing her actions, Qin Zhaoyang instinctively took a step forward, and then clenched his fists hard to control his desire to rush over and help her.
Fortunately, Chu Xinning stood up straight again and slowly raised her face.
After staring at Qin Zhaoyang for a moment, she bit her lip, suddenly dwarfed and knelt on the carpet.
"I beg you...let Amano go!"
Qin Zhaoyang's lips twitched heavily twice, and his hands trembled.
"Get up, get up!" Rushing forward, he grabbed her arm and pulled Chu Xinning up from the ground, "Who asked you to kneel for him, who asked you to beg for him, you are My wife is my woman...I don't allow it...I don't allow it!"
Because of excessive force, both of them lost their balance. Chu Xinning fell to the end of the bed, and Qin Zhaoyang's body rushed over, half-pressing her onto the bed.
He propped up the bed with both hands and leaned over to stare at her face, his voice filled with rage.
"From now on, never mention his name in front of me again!"
Chu Xinning looked at the man's furious face. She didn't say anything. She just raised her hands obediently, unbuttoned her silk shirt, unfolded the placket, and lay down on the bed, making a gesture of letting him do whatever she wanted.
Qin Zhaoyang didn't understand her intention at first, but when he saw her closing her eyes and turning her face to the side, he finally understood.
"you!"
The two hands on the bed grasped the sheets tightly, and the bones of his two fists creaked.
"Do you think this is what I am doing?" He roared and straightened up, "Chu Xinning, do you really think you are still the same woman who made me want to stop twenty years ago? What kind of woman do I, Qin Zhaoyang, want? Now... I I don’t even bother to touch you!”
Turning around, the man walked out of the master bedroom and slammed the door.
On the bed, Chu Xinning slowly sat up and rebuttoned the buttons one by one, with tears already flowing down her cheeks.
"Amano, I'm sorry!"
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In the next few days, Ning Xiaofei became increasingly busy.
Looking at houses, conducting on-site interviews, signing contracts, registering companies, interviewing employees...
Although Su Ying helps, she still has to do many things by herself. Every day, she leaves early and comes home late.
The same goes for Mu Tianye. He has tried his best to avoid business trips, but as the head of the Mu family, there are some things that he cannot escape.
The auction in Xinghuai County was very close, and he had to make careful arrangements in order for everything to go smoothly.
From Germany to Milan, from Europe to America…
Every time he went on a business trip, he tried to speed up the work process, but he and Ning Xiaofei still spent less time together and more time apart.
Due to time difference and work reasons, the two of them didn't make many phone calls. Sometimes by the time Mu Tianye finished her work, it was already late at night in City A, and he couldn't bear to disturb her rest, so he had to give up.
Similarly, sometimes Ning Xiaofei was free here, but it was early in the morning over there, so naturally he didn't dare to call.
Text messages and WeChat have become the most commonly used communication tools between the two of them. In the past, Mu Tianye rarely used WeChat and even rarely sent messages. If something happened, he preferred a simple and direct call.