Mo Xun knew that Qiqi was a stubborn person, so he didn't refuse and took the check back.
As he put the check away, he asked awkwardly, "Is he... good to you?"
Qiqi knew that the so-called "he" was referring to Tang Jue. She hesitated for a moment and nodded, "... pretty good."
In fact, this sentence is not false.
Tang Jue really put a lot of thought into her. Besides knowing her preferences and habits very well, he also...
He used up all his patience with her, who was so inexperienced. Although he had forced her to have sex with him when she annoyed him, he eventually pulled away.
Qiqi was shocked by her own thoughts when she thought of this. Her mind was now full of Tang Jue's goodness. In the past, her feelings towards him were completely different...
——
Mo Xun was a very thoughtful person. He brought the marriage certificate and had already drafted the divorce agreement in the morning, so the divorce procedure went smoothly.
The two of them left the Civil Affairs Bureau with the red divorce certificate, and Mo Xun took her back to the magazine. When she got off the car, Mo Xun looked at her back, his heart ached, and he couldn't help but reach out and grab her.
"What's wrong?" Qiqi looked at him with her bright eyes. Apparently, he was the only one who felt regretful.
Mo Xun was a little embarrassed and let go of her hand. "You can go back to my place whenever you want. Got it?"
Qiqi curled her lips, "Don't worry, I won't be polite with you. No matter what, I am your ex-wife after all. But I hope your boyfriend won't be jealous by then."
Mo Xun pretended to be relaxed, "Of course my boyfriend is not as important as my ex-wife. If he dares to get jealous, I'll kick him out."
Qiqi smiled happily, "Go away, go back to sleep, your eyes are bloodshot."
Qiqi pushed the door open and got out of the car, turning around and waving at him. Mo Xun drove away without stopping, but his eyes were on the rearview mirror for a long time, until her figure completely disappeared, he withdrew his gaze.
How funny!
It was clearly a fake marriage, and now it's just a fake divorce, but he actually... is reluctant to let it go!
baffling!
Mo Xun shook his head and pushed away the emotion.
———
In the evening, after work, Qiqi walked out of the office building and saw the driver of Tangmen waiting for her downstairs. The driver obviously saw her and opened the door from a distance, saying respectfully, "Miss Qi, please get in the car."
Qiqi came down with Ruan Mengmeng. Ruan Mengmeng smiled and nudged Qiqi with her elbow, "Your Mo Xun is so thoughtful. I envy him so much."
Qiqi was a little embarrassed.
Afraid of being exposed if he stayed any longer, he could only wave goodbye to Ruan Mengmeng and said, "I'll leave first. See you tomorrow."
"go Go."
Qiqi got in the car and the driver drove directly towards Tangmen.
"Let's go to Yuanda Road. I left my things there and need to move them."
"Don't worry, the things over there have been moved home. You don't have to go over there again."
"..." Qiqi was silent. Tang Jue has always been very efficient.
When Qiqi got home, she was the only one in the huge villa. The housekeeper told her that Tang Song had moved away and Tang Jue had not returned. Qiqi had dinner alone.
The whole villa was still very quiet until after 10 o'clock in the evening when Qiqi came out of the room to get some water to drink.
Downstairs, the housekeeper and the servants were still there.
"Miss Qi, if you want some water, just press the bell in your room." The old housekeeper, who was originally a little sleepy, perked up when he saw Qiqi coming downstairs.
Qiqi shook her head and smiled, "I'm tired of sitting in front of the computer, it would be nice to come down and take a walk."
The housekeeper took the cup from her hand and handed it to the servant beside her, who then went to the kitchen.
Qiqi looked upstairs, then out the window, and finally asked, "...He hasn't come back yet?"
"No. The young master said that he would probably be back late tonight, so he and Young Master Tang Song are playing outside. It's a rare opportunity to relax."
“…” With Tang Song
Could they really be...
Qiqi was a little distracted.
"Miss Qi, this is the warm water you asked for." The servant came back and handed her the cup.
She took a sip and sat down silently on the sofa in the hall. After a while, she looked up and said to the housekeeper, "You guys go to bed. I'll wait for him here."
Qiqi waited for Tang Jue in the living room from 10 o'clock to 11 o'clock. She just watched the program on TV casually and didn't pay much attention to it.
The housekeeper and the servants had all left by now, and the whole house was so quiet that she felt empty.
She used to live with Mo Xun. Although she was alone most of the time, the small house they had specially chosen was not too empty for her to live in alone.
But the area of the Tang family's villa is probably more than ten times larger than that.
Qiqi curled up on the sofa and couldn't help but look out the window. It was still pitch black outside.
It seems that they had a lot of fun tonight.
———
I don’t know how long it took…
Early morning.
Tang Jue's car stopped at the marble steps. The heavy door of the villa was opened from the inside.
The butler was already waiting at the door.
"Young Master, you are back."
"Yes." Tang Jue took off his suit and handed it to the butler. He loosened the tie around his neck and walked through the atrium where the piano was placed. As he walked inside, he asked, "Is Miss Qi asleep?"
"Still in the hall."
"Still in the hall?" Tang Jue frowned and glanced at his watch. It was already past two in the morning. "Why is she still not sleeping so late?"
The housekeeper smiled with relief, "I was waiting for you to come back. I waited for a long time and fell asleep on the sofa half an hour ago."
Hearing the housekeeper's words, Tang Jue was startled, as if he didn't believe it. He glanced at the housekeeper and asked, "Are you really waiting for me?"
"I am waiting for you. Otherwise, why would I be so sleepy that I can't even open my eyes and still be in the hall?"
Tang Jue's brows relaxed, and the corners of his lips unconsciously rose a little.
He was walking slowly at first, but after two steps, he took bigger steps and in a few steps he crossed the atrium and entered the hall.
In the distance, the footsteps stopped again.
His eyes were always fixed on the girl who was curled up on the sofa.
She looked very well-behaved while sleeping. Her hands were folded and resting under her sideways face. There was a dim light above her head, which enveloped her and made her delicate features even clearer and more attractive. Her whole face was like ice cream, which made people want to lick it.
It seemed that the air conditioning in the hall was too strong, and she curled up. The hem of her nightgown accidentally rose up, revealing a pair of snow-white and well-proportioned long legs.
The housekeeper caught up with him and saw that he didn't move, so he said, "Young Master, you..."
"Turn around!" Tang Jue interrupted him coldly.