462. Chapter 462 Sadness (1)

"How about we tease them like this?"

Miss Xia Ye also squinted her starry eyes as she looked ahead at Su Chen's car as they drove away, and asked in a low voice.

"What's wrong? If they make a fuss, we won't be able to have a wedding night tonight!"

After he said this, before she could react, he quickly got out of the car, came to her side, opened the car door, hugged her out, and strode towards the manor.

When he returned to the room, he placed her on the sofa, poured her a glass of water, and then took off her shoes. Sure enough, he saw that her toes were slightly red. She was probably tired from standing all night. .

Seeing him staring at her feet, she shrank back a little embarrassed, looked at him blankly, and whispered, "I've been standing here for too long. I don't want to have a wedding that is so tiring."

"How easy do you think it can be?"

Xi Xiaye lowered her head and took a sip of water. She put her cup down and put her arms around his shoulders. Her eyes were as bright as stars and she stared at him quietly, "Today's wedding... is very romantic and beautiful. I like it very much, thank you...Mr. Mu!"

"As long as you like it, Mrs. Mu."

He said these words in a low voice, looking at her little smiling face, enjoying the grateful and gentle eyes she cast, his heart felt as soft as cotton, and his big hands held her slender tightly uncontrollably. His body was so strong that he almost pressed her into his chest. He lowered his head and pressed his lips against her cool pink lips.

The forbearing enthusiasm was slowly passed on to her, and the stranded Youman soon stirred up a layer of heat in her. She couldn't help but grab the skirt of his clothes, and clung to him feebly, her hands were also hurt. As if bewitched, she untied the tie on his chest with her fingers knotted, and took off his jacket...

The temperature is still rising, and the hot sparks can burn the air. His soft hands pass through the hem of his clothes, and the cool and delicate touch hits him, making him almost lose control. His big hands reach behind him to find a gap to vent, but he rubs After a long time, they still couldn't find it. The two of them could hardly bear the burning fireworks.

‘Shua--’

With a tearing sound, Xi Xiaye's beautiful evening dress was declared scrapped. He picked her up by the waist and strode towards the bedroom.

Miss Xia Ye took a deep breath and said with some difficulty, "The zipper is on the side, the newly made dress..."

"I'm satisfied. You can ask them to make a hundred pieces for you tomorrow!"

He said these words forbearingly, and without waiting for her to respond, he put her down on the bed and eagerly pounced on her. The dense kisses fell like raindrops. He didn't even look at the lights in the bedroom, just looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows. The starlight coming through there was barely enough to see each other's faces clearly.

Several black shadows flew out of the bed in the darkness, and soon a low voice of singing came over.

Xi Xiaye couldn't refuse him at all and was willing to perish with him.

…

However, the two people who were sinking did not see that the mobile phone they threw in the living room had been ringing for a while...

It is also the sunny city of Z. In the office of President Han, Han Yifeng looks a little disappointed as the screen of his mobile phone has gone dark. He throws the mobile phone on the table in front of him and puts his hand on his forehead. There is a dim light in his eyes. It's already a bit bleak.

Han Yifeng turned around in his chair, looked at the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window beside him, and took a deep breath. At this time, he felt only indescribable depression and discomfort in his heart.

Some things can only go so far in the end. Once they are missed, there is no chance to recover them.

I also wish you happiness, Xia Ye...

sorry……

Han Yifeng muttered these two sentences silently in his heart and then leaned back on the chair and slowly closed his eyes. He was silent for a long time and did not come back to his senses. What made him wake up was the sudden knock on the door from outside.

Before he could answer, Secretary Wang had already opened the door and walked in.

"Mr. Han, Mr. Huang is here..."

Before Secretary Wang's voice could finish, Huang Ziyao's figure had already flashed into the door.

"You go out first."

Han Yifeng said this coldly without turning his chair.

"Yes, Mr. Han!"

Secretary Wang retreated carefully, and Huang Ziyao came behind Han Yifeng in a few steps--

"Yifeng!"

Seeing Han Yifeng sitting motionless in the chair without turning around to look at herself, Huang Ziyao frowned and called him.

"What's wrong with Mom coming over today?"

Han Yifeng asked very coldly, took a breath, and still closed his eyes.

"What's the matter? What's going on with you these days, you don't even answer the phone? Are you indifferent to how worried everyone is about you?"

Huang Ziyao came to Han Yifeng and saw Han Yifeng sitting down and depressed. He felt distressed and angry for no reason in his heart, "What do you mean by being like this? You and Xinyi are in trouble, you Do you want to divorce her?"

"This is a matter between me and her, so don't worry about it. I will handle it myself."

Han Yifeng said a little tiredly.

Regarding the various issues between him and Xi Xinyi, he no longer wants to pursue the entanglement. He just hopes that he can be quiet and relaxed now. He wants to struggle to free himself, but no matter how he is freed, he may not be able to break free. On the contrary, the more he struggles, the more trapped he becomes. Tight.

"Can you handle it yourself? If you could handle it, would you still be sitting here helpless and not seeing anyone?"

After all, he is his son, and Huang Ziyao understands his temperament very well.

"Xinyi came to see your grandpa. We all know that you are thinking about getting a divorce." Huang Ziyao looked at Han Yifeng with a complicated expression, paused before continuing, "Your grandpa was very angry after knowing these things, so you just How long have you been married? Do you take marriage as a child's play?"

"What did she say to you?"

Han Yifeng did not answer, but asked sarcastically.

"Your affairs are so tense, and Yueying's recent crisis..."

"Crisis? Didn't you and dad just help her solve it without telling me? What else do you want to tell me?"

Han Yifeng sneered.

Yes, the crisis in Yueying was that Huang Ziyao and Han Yu spent a lot of effort to help Xi Xinyi fill half of the financial hole. At the same time, Xi Xinyi agreed to merge Yueying into Qi Kai's banner, as Qi Kai's A subsidiary company.

This storm has been narrowly avoided. Now Xi Xinyi is still the general manager of Yueying, and Yueying has relied on Qi Kai as a big backer, and seems to have gained a firm footing!

"Yifeng, Xinyi is still pregnant with your child, and your grandfather has been in very bad health recently due to these things. You know how much he wants to see you get married and have children, especially now. Bad things happened one after another, which made him blame himself even more for having indulged you in the first place!"