Yao Yiyi was lying when she said she wasn't moved. The relationship between her and Yao Ting was not that of biological sisters, but that of biological sisters. The familiarity between the two could no longer be replaced by money.
After a long-past lunch, Yao Yiyi stayed at Yao Ting's until seven o'clock in the evening before returning to her and Ou Qingheng's apartment in the city.
She thought Ou Qingheng had not returned from the party, but when she opened the door, the light was on, and Ou Qingheng was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding a goblet in his hand, shaking the glass very gracefully when he saw her come in He just flirted with her lightly.
Yao Yiyi was just startled for a moment, and then she showed her usual smile when dealing with Ou Qingheng, and said: "Mr. Ou, didn't you say you have a social event?"
After saying that, she bent over and put on her slippers.
"Where have you been? I didn't come back until now." Ou Qingheng said.
Yao Yiyi walked over and sat down on Ou Qingheng. She put her hands around his neck, deliberately smelled him, and said with a smile: "You came back so early, you didn't miss me, did you?"
Ou Qingheng put his arms around her waist and put the cup on the table. He looked down at her with his deep eyes and said, "You are so obedient today. Do you need money to spend?"
Yao Yiyi smiled sweetly, but her eyes were cold.
"Mr. Ou is generous and gives me enough pocket money to last for a year even if I shop like crazy every day. How can I run out of money so quickly?" Yao Yiyi said with a smile.
Ou Qingheng lifted her chin and said, "As long as you behave, I won't be so stingy that I starve you."
Yao Yiyi buried herself in his arms, sniffed Ou Qingheng's body like a puppy, and said with a smile, "Have you been drinking?"
Ou Qingheng grabbed her rebellious hand and said, "Drink a little."
"There were countless beauties at the cocktail party, why didn't Mr. Ou take the opportunity to abduct one?" Yao Yi leaned on his chest and said like a lazy kitten.
"Wouldn't it be better to accompany your lazy cat?"
Yao Yiyi smiled more and more charmingly and said, "If Mr. Ou takes me to the cocktail party, I think I will become a dazzling Persian cat."
Ou Qingheng's eyes darkened and he said, "You just need to stay at home."
Yao Yiyi's eyes dimmed suddenly. In this man's heart, he never recognized her as his wife. During the dinner parties, the female companion beside him would never be her.
She suddenly stood up from Ou Qingheng's arms and said a little distantly: "Mr. Ou, I'm a little tired after a day of shopping. I'll go up and wash up first, and then go to bed. Please help yourself."
After saying that, she went directly upstairs.
Ou Qingheng sat alone on the sofa, looking at Yao Yiyi with complicated eyes as he entered the bedroom and opened the door.
After Ou Qingheng was stunned, he put down the goblet, stood up suddenly, and strode upstairs, stopping in front of his and Yao Yiyi's bedroom. He raised his hand to open the door, but the door was locked from the inside.
Ou Qingheng couldn't help frowning and said in a low voice: "Open the door!"
After waiting for almost a minute, there was no movement inside.
Ou Qingheng raised his hand and knocked on the door, and said angrily: "Yao Yiyi, open the door, don't get angry with me."
The door still didn't move.