Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

Qin Siyu: "..." Has he ever treated him badly?

Qin Siyu's eyes hurt: "Take the book away and get out."

Zhou Yi saluted respectfully: "Yes."

When Zhou Yi left, his mood was extremely bright.

Qin Siyu was silent for a moment, and finally made a direct call: "Ask the financial director to come."

-

After Mr. Song returned to the Song family, Mrs. Song immediately greeted him: "How was it? Have you seen Shen Nuo?"

Mr. Song's face didn't look good: "I saw it."

Mrs. Song, who had been a couple with him for decades, immediately understood: "That means... the negotiation was not good?"

Mr. Song closed his eyes, acquiescing.

Mrs. Song was stunned for a long time, and finally said: "Old man, otherwise... forget it."

Mr. Song turned his head and looked over, his eyes full of oppression, but he said nothing.

The old lady's eyes were red: "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Jiaojiao has done something wrong, and it is understandable to bear the consequences. What's more, Xiaoyu... almost died in that accident. If Aya doesn't say anything, it doesn't mean that she I feel good. We have favored A-Yuan for so many years, but she has never criticized us harshly. Let’s be fair this time and let the law judge everything, okay?"

The old man had a gloomy expression: "Ayuan is the flesh and blood of your ten-month pregnancy. Are you really willing to let her go?"

Mrs. Song is a woman who is gentle to the core. Even in her old age, she exudes kindness and kindness from the inside out, making people look very kind and can't help but feel a little softer.

Her voice was gentle but firm: "Old Song, Ayuan is my daughter, and so is Aya. We cannot erase our feelings for her just because of a blood relationship. It is our responsibility not to teach Ayuan well, why should we? What about Aya? She has already borne enough for us. This time, we should also face it ourselves."

The old man was silent for a long time: "I listen to you."

The old lady held his hand and patted the back of his hand gently: "Old Song, we are all old, it's time to let go of some things. Let them resolve the matters between them by themselves. .”

"Everyone has his own destiny, and everything depends on fate."

The old man held the old lady's hand tightly: "Yes."

The two old people seemed to have aged several years suddenly. They cuddled together as if they were hugging each other for warmth.

Song Ya stood outside the hall watching this scene with deep eyes and did not go in.

When the servant came over, he saw Song Ya and was surprised: "Mrs. Qin, are you looking for the old lady and the master? Shall I take you in?"

Song Ya withdrew her gaze and said calmly: "No need."

After Song Ya finished speaking, she turned around and left, her slender back showing a look of relief.

Qin Chen waited outside the Song family's old house for a short time before he saw Song Ya walking out of it, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "So fast?"

With a relieved smile on her face, Song Ya reached out and hugged the man's waist, throwing herself into his arms: "Achen, let's go home."

Qin Chen was startled, then his expression softened, and he raised his hand to smooth her hair: "Well, go home."

As the two said, they got into the back seat and left the Song family.

The car was getting further and further away from the Song family mansion, as if Song Ya was saying a complete farewell to her past self.

The breeze blows, the leaves rustle, the fallen leaves dance with the wind, and the sun sets at dusk, everything is picturesque.

-

Zheng Xiujie's home received an uninvited guest.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the man standing in front of him: "Young Master Ji, you are a rare visitor."

Ji Shu's expression was rare and calm: "Master Zheng, tell me your conditions. What do you want to do before you are willing to save A Ke?"

"It can't be saved." Zheng Xiujie said without thinking: "If I help you, someone might pull out your skin and muscles. I won't do such a dangerous thing."

Ji Shu's eyes darkened: "If Mr. Qin agrees, can you agree?"

Zheng Xiujie paused slightly: "It depends on what you can pay. Mr. Ji, the consultation fees for my visits are very expensive, and what I want is something that ordinary people can't find. Even if you deal with Ayu, you may not be able to pay. You can afford the consultation fee I want.”

"I have the final say on whether to pay or not, so I don't have to worry about it, Mr. Zheng." Ji Shuzhenli's face was calm: "I hope you will keep your word."

"Okay," Zheng Xiujie nodded: "If you take care of Ayu, bring wild cordyceps, Tianshan snow lotus, red qi..."

Zheng Xiujie mentioned a bunch of names of medicines, but they were precious Chinese medicinal materials. Although they were not difficult to buy, he said: "I don't need the ones sold in the market, I need you to pick them in person, and I will give you the address. Mr. Ji, how are you?"

The more Ji Shu listened, the darker and uglier his face became, but he still held back his temper and gritted his teeth: "Okay!"

Zheng Xiujie smiled slightly: "Master Ji, I look forward to your good news."

Ji Shu left with a gloomy face. When he left, there was no trace of his usual unruly evil spirit. Instead, there was a whoosh of air-conditioning coming out, as if it could freeze someone to death.

Zheng Xiujie was in a good mood after being bullied, and said with a humble sigh: "I can agree to such a miserable condition. It seems like true love."

The special assistant who was following him twitched his lips and cursed in his heart: Mr. Zheng, one day you will be killed by your bad taste.

-

When Si Yimo received the message from Xie Yan, his purple eyes narrowed slightly: "Qin Siyu would be so kind to send me a message?"

Jesse looked at the content on the note and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Isn't it a scam?"

They are omnipotent in Europe, but after entering China, the news is still not as good as Anyan.

Anyan's power itself is in Asia, and coupled with Qin Siyu's special status in China, there is probably no one in China who is better informed and more reliable than him.

The internal network of China was probably modified by that evildoer Gu Jing, and the firewall was astonishingly strong.

It's not that he doesn't have the ability to crack it, it's just that there is no need to alert others and cause trouble in China.

After all, China is not as chaotic as Europe. Its social order is the best in the world, and it is also the best in terms of police force.

The country of China is recognized as a safe country by all the world, and it has done an outstanding job in combating pornography, gambling and drugs. The general dark forces really don't dare to blatantly operate in China.

If it weren't for China's huge population and consumption power, it would have been invaded by dark forces long ago.

Even so, China is still a piece of cake in the eyes of foreign powers. Many people are willing to take risks to steal a piece of cake. This has led to a large number of casualties in China's anti-terrorism and anti-drug operations every year. .

However, in their eyes, China is a big cake, and it is also the hardest cake to bite. The Chinese people are recognized as strong by the world.

When you meet an undercover agent from China, it is difficult to pry out any strong clues from his mouth. Those are a group of lone wolves. Even if they are cut to pieces, you can never think of blackening their souls and breaking their pride. That stubbornness Such a look made even Jesse feel a sense of admiration.

So in China, they don't cause trouble if they can, and they don't want to cause any conflict with them.

"Do you need me to check the reliability of the information?" Jesse looked at Si Yimo.

Si Yimo tapped his fingertips on the table. After a long silence, his thin lips slightly opened: "No need."

"Do you believe Qin Siyu?"

"He won't ask for trouble." Si Yimo raised his eyes and said, "If we make any noise in China, it will be of no benefit to him. Rather than saying that the information is unreliable, it is better to say that he wants something. He understands Knowing that I have been causing trouble for Bieber recently, but he sent me a message for free, it is very likely that he wants to deal with Bieber."

Jesse was still a little puzzled: "China is his territory. If he wants to deal with someone, he still needs to borrow a knife to kill someone?"

"What kind of person is Qin Siyu in your eyes?" Si Yimo asked without answering.

Jesse said without hesitation: "Old fox!"

"Uh-huh~" Si Yimo raised his eyebrows: "Killing people with a borrowed knife and killing them without bloodshed is his usual style."

Jesse: "..." Damn it!

"You don't need to interfere with Bieber's affairs, I will do it myself. Besides, Zifan has returned to China, why are you still here?" Si Yimo issued the eviction order without mercy.

Jesse was stunned for a moment, then fell down in anger: "I just want to stay in China, can't I?!"

"Okay," Si Yimo said lazily: "Would you like to introduce another Chinese partner to you? However, Chinese women generally look more cute and petite. You, who also look petite and cute, should probably be introduced to you. Are you looking for a boyfriend?"

Jesse was disgusted by the success: "Si Yimo is your uncle! I will fight with you!"

Si Yimo's eyes lit up: "Are you sure? We haven't practiced for a long time, why not practice outside now?"

Jesse's explosive anger suddenly stopped, his rationality returned, and he turned around and walked away, looking quite like he was running away.

Si Yimo's purple eyes were filled with an obvious smile: "Axi, you are welcome to come to me at any time."

Jesse didn't look back, turned his back to him and gestured with his middle finger, and quickly disappeared from Si Yimo's eyes.

After his back disappeared, Si Yimo narrowed his purple eyes slightly, took out his mobile phone and made a call: "I'll give you an address to check a person's whereabouts..."

-

After getting off work at five o'clock on time, Qin Siyu came to Shen Nuo's office.

Shen Nuo was in the conference room at this time, not in the office. He entered the company through a special passage, so he didn't meet anyone.

Qin Siyu sat in Shen Nuo's office, glanced at the slightly messy files on her desk, paused, and started to sort them out for you.

He didn't look much, just sorted the documents into categories, raised his hand to glance at the watch worth tens of millions on his wrist, remained silent for a moment, and walked to the lounge.

Just now, Shen Nuo sent him a message before getting off work: There is an impromptu meeting. When you come, go to the lounge to rest. I will call you when I get back.

There was a faint fragrance of her body on the bed in the lounge. Qin Siyu lay on his back and closed his eyes slightly.

After Shen Nuo came back from the meeting, she didn't look good, and Alice looked at her worriedly.

Shen Nuo waved his hand slightly: "I'm fine. Today's work has been completed. You can get off work first."

Alice nodded: "Mr. Shen, don't get off work too hard. Get off work early. They will definitely be able to give you a perfect plan tomorrow."

Shen Nuo smiled: "I'll lend you some good advice. Be careful and stay safe on the way back."

Alice nodded, left the office, and closed the door.

Shen Nuo returned his gaze to his desktop, only to find that the files he had just messed up had been sorted out and placed in different places.

She was stunned for a moment, then realized what she was doing and walked towards the lounge.

Sure enough, she saw a tall and straight "Sleeping Beauty" on her bed.

Shen Nuo stood in front of the bed, looking down at the man on the bed.

The man's skin is fair and delicate, and his facial features are exquisite. His narrow phoenix eyes are slightly closed at this moment. His long and thick curly eyelashes cover his obsidian-like eyes. A faint silhouette falls on his eyelids, which is really cute.

His nose is high and his thin lips are red. When he sleeps, his body is less cold and more gentle and easy-going. He looks like a clean and reviled immortal, which people cannot bear to blaspheme.

Shen Nuo's eyes fell on his neck. The tooth mark on his neck was almost invisible, but she could still think of the charm and charm when the mark was left on that neck.

The intertwining of white and red is like pure white snow dyed with bright red blood, or like a banished immortal being humiliated and dyed with the breath of a mortal.

Shen Nuo sat on the edge of the bed, his fingertips gently caressed that handsome cheek, gently caressing it, from the eyebrows, eyes, nose, to the thin lips, and paused slightly.

People often say that men with thin lips are the coldest, and this statement should be true.

But once a cool man stops being cool, he is actually more terrible than when he is not cool.

And...this lip is actually quite suitable for kissing.

Shen Nuo realized what he was thinking and paused. Just as he was about to retract his hand, his wrist was held by a pair of big, sharp-jointed hands, making him unable to move.

Shen Nuo was stunned for a moment, and her clear eyes fell on the man's phoenix eyes. She saw that the man's beautiful phoenix eyes had opened at some point. At this moment, he was looking straight at her, with complex emotions rolling inside. Shen Nuo couldn't tell what they were for a moment.

"Nuo'er," the man's thin lips were slightly parted, and his cold voice was slightly hoarse, sexy and magnetic: "What do you want to do?"

Shen Nuo was a little embarrassed, but pretended to be calm: "I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I was hesitant to wake you up."

The man's long eyelashes drooped slightly and fell on her hand: "Really?"

Shen Nuo felt guilty, but her Qingli face was calm: "Yes."

That slumped face looks a bit like a broken pot, believe it or not.

Qin Siyu didn't say anything, smiled softly, and let go of her hand. When Shen Nuo breathed a sigh of relief, the man's eyebrows curved. Before Shen Nuo could react, she felt her waist tighten. The next second, the world was spinning. When she came back to her senses, she saw that she had been pressed on the bed by the man.

A man on top and a woman on the bottom is a very dangerous position.

Shen Nuo's heart tightened, and she raised her hand to support the man's chest to prevent him from getting closer. She said nervously: "Qin Siyu, it's time for us to go home."