After seeing me enter the door, Qianhui stopped the work and came to help me take off my coat habitually. While taking it off, she looked at me with a playful look, with a smile on her face. Because I was guilty, I was a little furious by her, so I bit the bullet and said first: "What's wrong with you? Why do you look at me with this kind of eyes?"

"Not much." Qianhui glanced at me and said lightly, "I just think it's strange, why did you come up so soon?"

My scalp was tingling, my heart was full of bulge, and I became even more furious. Since last night's love, Qianhui has been as happy as a little girl in love, but at this moment, I felt that she had returned to her previous shrewdness and excellence. There was no way, so I had to whisper nonsense: "Is it still fast? I'm downstairs... I've talked with her for a long time to sign the contract!"

"Is that true?" Qianhui glanced at me and walked towards me like a wardrobe with my clothes.

I thought she would definitely continue her previous housework after hanging her clothes, so I said, "I'll read a book for a while" and walked towards the study. Although I am not a person who is afraid of my wife, we have always respected each other for the years we have been with Qianhui. There is only a difference in division of labor at home and no status, but it is undeniable that in my heart... I was still a little afraid of her. So at this moment I just wanted to hide in the study as soon as possible. I knew that such escape was simply self-deception and was useless, but I still chose this way of even temporary relief.

One step, two steps, three steps... and another step I can step into the study room, then close the door, and isolate myself from a corner of my house.

"Cheng Dong, come here."

I turned around helplessly and stood there, and saw Qianhui sitting on the sofa looking at me. I sighed inwardly and said, "What's the matter?"

"I have something to ask you." As he said that, Qianhui slapped the sofa next to her with her hands.

I said "It's over" in my mind, and walked over and sat next to her. Qianhui looked at me calmly for a while, sighed and said, "Cheng Dong, are you hiding something from me?"

"No." I said firmly.

"Really not?"

"No, what's wrong with you? Since entering the house, I always feel that you are a little weird. Don't you believe me?" I gave another affirmative answer and began to fight back verbally.

"We had already said it well yesterday. We need to strengthen communication and exchanges in the future, but now you don't tell me anything. How can you trust you?" Qianhui refused to give in and his expression began to become serious.

"But I... really have nothing to worry about. What did you ask me to say to you?"

After hearing my words, Qianhui seemed a little impatient, but she still said to me calmly: "Chengdong, do you think I have no other channel to understand you except Sister Lin? Tell you, before I returned to China, I called Uncle Ge, and he told me on the phone!"

Ge Hong? What will he know about me? I can't help but be suspicious. Ge Hong is the president of Zhengda Group. Qianhui has an uncle doing business in Canada and is a brother who is close friends with Ge Hong. Qian Huineng has a high position as the financial director of Zhengda Group. In addition to his outstanding abilities, he is also because of this nepotism.

I asked, "What can he say to me, Ge Hong?"

Qianhui looked into my eyes and said, "He said... you have a close relationship with the reporter Xie Da from the TV station. Now many people in the upper class of S City are talking about this. Can you explain to me what's going on?"

When I heard it was Xie Zhuying, a stone in my heart finally fell to the ground, and I smiled and said, "She, we met through an interview. Her family is also from County R, and we are fellow villagers, so we have more contacts. We are just ordinary friends and buddies. We are innocent and have nothing to do, so don't guess."

"Brother? Is that right? But I heard that she has always been..." Qianhui's eyes widened.

I interrupted, "Qianhui, don't listen to those rumors. Zhuying is actually very good. He has also helped me a lot?"

"Help?! What did she help you?"

"she……"

Alas, I can't help but regret it. Why do I mention this? Why are women so good at picking up bad habits in language? If you are not careful, you will be caught. I sighed inwardly and said, "Actually it's nothing. It's just that when we founded Dongyu Company, she helped a lot of procedures. You also know her identity and background. It's much easier to have her help."

"Well, Dongyu Company, Dongyu Company..." Qianhui frowned and repeatedly muttered the words Dongyu Company. I felt a little embarrassed again. It was not good for me to name the company, but I just called Dongyu Company. Although the partners named one of the names of each company, there are many cases in the business world, but after all, there is a difference between men and women, and Qianhui will inevitably doubt it.

Sure enough, Qianhui muttered several times and said to me again: "Okay, let Xie Zhuying put aside in advance, and you can tell me about Qin Yu."

"Qin Yu and I... what can happen? We are just partners, but ordinary friends, but Dongyu Company is composed of one word in the names of our two people. You won't doubt this kind of common thing in the business world, right?" I quickly explained, and I began to feel nervous again.

"No doubt. But I want to know if your gunshot wound...is it something to do with her?"

God! Qianhui is far away in France, how could she know so many things? Did I say that all the aftermath work was in vain? My forehead started to sweat. I wiped me randomly and said, "This...how did you know?"

Qianhui gave me a blank look and said, "Do you think Xie Zhuying is the only reporter in the world? Do you know how many journalists there were at the scene and how many police officers there were? Do you think I didn't know anything if the TV and the media didn't report it. Didn't those people at the scene have any mouths?"

After hearing this, I had just wiped out the sweat again and said with a stuttering voice: "Wife, actually... I, I wasn't meant to hide it from you, I was just afraid that you would worry." Qianhui didn't say anything, picked up a towel from her, wiped the sweat on my forehead, and then looked at me with a smile. This look made me extremely unnatural and extremely cramped.

"Okay, okay, let me be honest. Actually, I went to the bank with Qin Yu to do business for the company on the day of the incident. On the way, I met the two robbers with her, but later..." I shamelessly said Meng Yaoyao's words to Qianhui.

"Cheng Dong, I didn't expect you to do such a great thing for an ordinary friend. I really didn't see you before!" Qianhui's expression was still smiling, and she didn't know if she believed me.

"There's no way, I'm a man, is he a woman? In fact, I would do this if anyone else." I explained with a pretentious explanation.

Qianhui did not answer my words, but looked me up and down, tilted her head, and said to me seriously: "Cheng Dong, weren't you a woman-loving person before? Why are you a big reporter and a rich girl looking for you to be a partner? And these two women are younger than me and more beautiful than me? Do you think I, a wife, should I be jealous?"

I smiled and said, "What are you talking about? I have nothing to do with them. Where are you jealous?"

Qianhui frowned and looked at me and said, "Don't you want your wife to be jealous of you?" I looked at her and didn't know what to say. Of course I understand the meaning of jealousy. If a woman is willing to be jealous of a man, it means that this woman likes this man. If I have nothing, of course I would be willing to be jealous of my wife, but now I have the facts, how dare I make her jealous?

Seeing that I had nothing to say, Qianhui sighed and said, "Actually, I really want you to be jealous of me, but unfortunately there are no handsome guys around me that can make you jealous of me." After a pause, Qianhui said, "By the way, Cheng Dong, do you want to know about my past?"

"What happened to you in the past?" I immediately stood up and asked.

"Of course it's an emotional matter. Although you have never asked me for so many years, I think you can guess that I have had emotional experiences before, right?" Qianhui looked at me and said seriously.

After a pause, I swallowed my saliva and replied silly: "Qianhui, why are you suddenly... mentioning this? What era is it now? You are so beautiful and capable. Whether you are studying or working, I think there must be a lot of people pursuing you. Unlike me, I have always... no one likes you. I can marry you as my wife. I am already... very satisfied. How can I care about your past?"

"You really don't care?"

"I don't care." I waved my hand and replied.

Qianhui seemed a little dissatisfied after hearing what I said, and stood up straight and said lightly: "Okay, I won't say it anymore. By the way, didn't you just say you wanted to read a book? Now you go and read it."

"Oh." I responded, got up and walked towards the study. But after just a few steps, I couldn't help but come back. I sighed and said with a blushing face: "Wife, let me tell you the truth, I really don't care. But... after you said this, just let me read the book, how could I continue?"

After hearing my words, Qianhui laughed, gave me a blank look, cursed, "Hmph! Man!" I didn't say anything. Qianhui closed her hair and said seriously, "Cheng Dong, actually, I believe you shouldn't care, but I still decided to talk to you. Although generally, no one will tell his own men about such things, but you didn't ask me or say a few years ago, our marriage has still fallen into an invisible crisis step by step. Now that we have decided to communicate more with each other and start our lives again, I think it's better to let you know."

Qianhui's words aroused my curiosity about her emotional life. I lit a cigarette and waited for her to continue talking.

"Actually, I'm talking about this person I've known since childhood. His family and my uncle's family are family friends. We were both in the same city when we were in college, so my uncle introduced us to be together. I've been with him for about a year, and I felt that both sides were not suitable, so I proposed to break up with him."

"Why isn't it?" I asked.

"Because his family background is so good, it puts too much pressure on me, and he always keeps making demands on me according to the track of his family. You also know that I am quite self-reliant and I can't stand this kind of life, so I broke up with him."

"Then... do you love him?" I couldn't help asking.

"It's not a question of love, but I really liked him at that time. In fact, he is a very good person, even better than you in all aspects, but he always has a condescending thing and never knows how to be easy-going to people. This is much worse than you. Not only have you always been easy-going to me, but also has a sense of humor, so when we met for the first time... I fell in love with you."

I was dizzy! I made a big ugly, but people said it as a sense of humor. However, Qianhui's words also confirmed my thoughts back then. It seems that my big ugly really brought us closer to the psychological distance of the first meeting.

"Then... do you love me?" I couldn't help asking again, although I may no longer be qualified to ask this sentence.

"I liked you at the beginning, but I always thought I just liked you, not loved you. But--" Speaking of this, Qianhui raised her head, looked at me with infinite affection, and continued: "But from the moment I knew you were gunshot wounded, I realized that I had fallen in love with you deeply."

I glanced at Qianhui, and for a moment I felt grateful and tenderness in my heart, and I couldn't help but reach out and put my hand around her shoulder.

Qianhui snuggled beside me, smiled desolately, looked at me apologetically and said, "I'm so sorry, Cheng Dong, I've been with you for several years before I realized that I'm loving you. Are you blaming me for this reason?"

I felt extremely guilty and extremely uncomfortable. I looked down at her and said, "Wife, why do I blame you? You have always taken care of meticulously, but I... have never done anything for you. How can I blame you? Don't blame yourself. Actually... it's because I am not good, I can't feel your love... Anyway, it's all mine, what's wrong with you?"

Qianhui suddenly stood up, grabbed my shoulder, and said excitedly: "Then tell me, Cheng Dong, do you... love me?"

"I..." I was speechless.

Under this situation, I want to tell Qianhui how much I love her, and it was only after she came back from France that I truly realized my love for her, but can I still say these three words? I am no longer qualified because I love Yaoyao and love Xiaoyu even more. Moreover, I have chosen Yaoyao, and I can't turn back, it's too late.

Seeing that I was speechless for a while, with a painful look on my face, Qianhui's face was immediately filled with great disappointment, which made me unable to bear to look. I lowered my head deeply, and a heavy guilt pressed on my heart. Qianhui sighed, suddenly stretched, and said to me indifferently: "Forget it, I didn't expect that it would be so difficult for you, a big man, to say the word love! Let's talk about it in the future. I should go to cook, go what you should do!" After that, he stood up.

I left, but didn't dare to look at her, so I lowered my head and walked towards the study.

"Wait a moment!"

I turned around and looked at Qianhui, and the incomparable guilt made my face look expressionless.

Qianhui walked up to me, held my face in both hands, looked at me with a smile and said, "Cheng Dong, I have handed over my old secrets to you today, and I have nothing to say. As for your problem, you should think about it first, let's continue talking about it another day." After that, he turned around and walked quickly towards the kitchen.

I was shocked and said anxiously: "Hey, wife, what are you saying? My question... Didn't you explain it clearly just now? What else can I talk about? You..."
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