The fake Mrs. Yue looked embarrassed and said: "No, I have to go back before dark. I have to go back and take care of Qingsi..."
Xia Anlan smiled and said: "Isn't there a fifth sister-in-law at home? And Tingfeng, it doesn't matter if you go back one day late, it's just one day..."
"but… "
Xia Anlan's voice was gentle: "Be good... listen to me, okay?"
No one in this world can resist Xia Anlan's tenderness, no one can escape from his deep and gentle eyes, and his voice seems to be breathtaking.
The fake Mrs. Yue could hardly control herself, her lips trembled: "Then... okay, okay... just one day..."
Xia Anlan nodded: "Okay, just for one day. I have a meeting later and I can't accompany you. I'll ask the secretary to take you to rest first. Are you exhausted?"
"Okay, I'm not too tired..."
Xia Anlan smiled tenderly at her and called the secretary in: "Send Madam to rest."
The secretary was a little surprised. He was only a few years old. How could he be so fast? In the past, when the husband saw his wife, there was no time when he couldn't leave her, she was so tender and sweet that he couldn't bear to leave her at all.
Looking at the gentleman's eyes again, the secretary felt something was wrong. Although the smile on his face was still gentle, his eyes always felt a bit cold.
The secretary was confused, but didn't dare to ask any more questions, "Madam, please come with me."
The fake Mrs. Yue left with her secretary. When she walked to the door, she suddenly thought of the tie, "By the way, that tie..."
Xia Anlan smiled: "When I go back tonight, you can help me put it on myself."
The fake Mrs. Yue bit her lip, smiled shyly, and left quickly.
The secretary carefully closed the door. He did not dare to look into Xia Anlan's eyes, but he felt that his eyes were getting colder and colder.
After the door closed, Xia Anlan suddenly threw his tie to the ground.
As soon as he woke up, he trampled the box containing the tie, walked to his desk, picked up the phone and said, "Yu Chi, come in right away."
Xia Anlan's expression was solemn and indifferent, his eyes were full of solemnity, his hands were clenched, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.
Fake... It's fake!
This Su Ningmei was fake... He knew she wasn't real even before he opened his eyes and saw her.
As much as he likes Su Ningmei, he knows her well.
The moment he held her wrist, he immediately felt that the touch felt wrong.
Mrs. Yue's wrist is slender, with even bones and flesh, and delicate skin. However, that woman's wrist bones are slightly thicker than Mrs. Yue's, with hard bones and rough and dry skin. They are completely different from Mrs. Yue's.
When he opened his eyes and saw those eyes, he was even more certain that it was a fake.
The eyes of the Mrs. Yue he likes are always clean and bright, as clear as a mountain stream, as bright and warm as the sun. When she looks at him, there is a little bit of beauty and annoyance. When she meets his eyes, there will be a little bit of flowers. Crazy.
But that fake has only cloudy eyes...
The Mrs. Yue he liked would never call him "An Lan" because she was shy and embarrassed, and she could never say it out loud.
Also, she would never stay and not go back just because of his coaxing. Qingsi was very important to her, and even he might not be able to compare with her, so she couldn't stay.
Finally...she loves to blush...
But that woman, no matter what he said, she just pretended to be shy, but her face never changed.
This can only mean that the skin on her face is fake, so... even if she blushes, she can't tell.