Quan Shao's new wife

Chapter 79 Believe in love (5)
"Old Wang, pull over and stop." Ai Mier gently rolled down the window of the BMW, signaling the driver to pull over to the side of the road and stop.

"This girl is so beautiful." Ai Mier sighed lightly, resting her chin on the car window, looking at Xu Nuo's hair blown by the wind, flying wantonly in the night, the three-dimensional and delicate profile, there is a kind of let The tenacity and stubbornness that people can't ignore - this kind of picture is really beautiful to the extreme.

And that kind of tenacity is exactly what a woman like Ling Xiaohua envies and desires most.

Xu Nuo seemed to feel something strange, and turned around slowly: in the white BMW, that gentle woman was looking at her quietly—is it her?
It's her, Gu Zixi's wife!
She had heard her voice on his phone, and had seen her picture on Xie Baoyi's computer.

But now, sitting in the luxury car, her whole body was as quiet as if there was no breath, which made the loneliness in her eyes even deeper, making people feel distressed.

This kind of her is a bit more dusty than in the photos, and also a bit more lonely like a rich girl's grudge -- she looks like an extremely beautiful and gentle woman, but she is not happy.

"Didn't it mean that she is in poor health? Why is she still on the street at night? Does she know herself? Why did she stop and look at her?" Thinking of Gu Zixi's similar confession during the day, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

Xu Nuo looked at her steadfastly—thinking and sizing up, why she behaved like this, even she herself didn't know.

Ai Mier just watched quietly, looking at this young girl who still had tears on her face, but was still so beautiful. The vitality in her body made her envious and made her hate her present and her own life even more. Body.

The two women just looked at each other quietly, one only knew about it, the other was a complete stranger, but for some reason they attracted each other's eyes.

When Ai Mier was about to push the door and get off the car, Xu Nuo suddenly turned and left.

"Ma'am, it's windy outside and the temperature is a little high, you'd better not get out of the car." The driver Old Wang advised Ai Mier carefully.

"Uncle Wang, I'm so envious of this girl." Emily sighed softly, withdrew her hand pulling the door, and let the driver raise the window.

"She should be envious of his wife. She doesn't have to run around for a living. She has a car when she goes out and a servant when she comes in. She can buy whatever she wants." Uncle Wang said softly, starting the car and driving slowly.

"What are you envious of? It's just a golden cage." Ai Mier looked back at Xu Nuo, whose hair was flying in the wind, and then closed her eyes tiredly. Sadness and fear welled up in my heart.

People, sometimes it's like this, while despising the boringness of this golden cage, at the same time trying every means to keep the status of the golden cage.

If it wasn't for this, how could the relationship between her and Zixi come to this point.

At this point in her thoughts, Ai Mier gently closed her eyes, clenched and loosened the hand holding the phone, loosened and clenched again, until the car arrived at the villa, and finally dialed the phone.

"Zixi, what kind of gift should I prepare for baby Baitian?" Thinking of her mother-in-law's confession, Ai Mier called him anyway knowing that her husband would be unhappy, but while waiting for his answer, she felt uneasy. And anxiety is getting heavier.

Sure enough, there was an uncomfortable silence on the phone.

"Are you still working overtime? How about I call you later?" The long silence made Ai Mier flustered, and she had to ask for another step.

"You can figure it out yourself, I have something else to do, so I'll hang up first." Gu Zixi finally spoke, but it was in a tone that couldn't be colder.

"Zixi—" Ai Mier didn't expect him to hang up the phone with only one sentence, so she hurriedly stopped him.

"Anything else?" Gu Zixi asked lightly.

"Will you go that day, that day, that day? Do you want me to prepare a dress for you?" Emily asked in a low voice.

"Go, you can arrange it." After Gu Zixi finished speaking, she hung up the phone without saying goodbye this time.

Feeling such strong dissatisfaction and disappointment from her husband, Ai Mier tightly closed her eyes, only feeling that her heart ached beyond measure - if this continued, not only would she not be able to save him, but she would also push him further and further away.

However, before there is no way to recover, who else can she rely on except her mother-in-law.

Is she really wrong?What would happen if Zixi and Zixi simply fell in love with each other?What if she was simply content to be Zixi's wife, regardless of who he was or what his status was?
Alas, you are thinking wildly again, such a rich family, Lian Zixi is so powerful and has many things to be controlled by others, let alone you.

If something really happened, he wouldn't be able to keep you just because of love; if she didn't have the identity of the young mistress of the Gu family, how would she survive with her body and temperament.

"Mom, Zixi will definitely pass that day." After reporting the results to her mother-in-law, Ai Mier put down the phone, leaned her head against the car window, and stared out the window in a daze, her thoughts drifted elsewhere.

On the other side of the city, Gu Zixi got drunk with his friends—he couldn't love him, couldn't be moved by his heart, and the closest people around him regarded him as a tool.

Who knows the loneliness of this man who is so powerful in the market and who has created one marketing case after another in the daily chemical industry.

Fortunately, there was a woman who could revive his already dead heart.She likes her, her heartbeat, he is so happy, he is happy with her heartbeat; although, she still avoids; although, he still suppresses it.

Fortunately, the conversation during the day made him feel a little warm in such loneliness and sadness.

the next morning.

"Daddy, why are you sleeping on the terrace? You'll get sick." Gu Zinuo got up, but saw Gu Zixi lying on the deck chair on the terrace, and the two pots of henna beside him were also kicked aside.

"Zinuo is up, Daddy will take you to the kindergarten." Gu Zixi stretched out her hands and rubbed her aching temples, and sat up from the reclining chair.

"Did you drink alcohol last night, Daddy? I'll make honey for you. Mommy said it's a cure for the hangover." Zi Nuo ran to Gu Zixi's side like a little adult, and stretched out her soft chubby hands to help him After rubbing his forehead, he carefully helped up the two pots of henna that had been kicked down.

"The petals are all gone." Gu Zinuo looked at the petals that had fallen to the ground, his little face wrinkled into a ball.

Looking at Zi Nuo's small appearance, Gu Zixi only felt that her heart was melted, and that no matter how many troubles and dissatisfaction she had, they were no longer important in her son's soft eyes.

"It's okay, let Aunt Li come over and tidy up later." Gu Zixi bent down and picked up her son: "Hurry up and wash and change clothes, Daddy will send you to kindergarten."

(End of this chapter)