Chapter 13 Isn't there entertainment?

Yao Yiyi was lying when she said that she was not moved. The relationship between her and Yao Ting is not like that of real sisters, but the familiarity between them can no longer be replaced by money.

After eating lunch that had long passed, 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 that Ou Qingheng hadn't come back from the party, but when she opened the door, the light was on, and Ou Qingheng was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, holding a goblet in her hand, shaking the glass very elegantly, seeing her come in He just glanced at her lightly.

Yao Yiyi was just stunned for a moment, and then showed the smile she always used to deal with Ou Qingheng, and said, "Mr. Ou, didn't you say that there is a social meeting?"

After speaking, she bent over and put on her slippers.

"Where did you go? You didn't come back until now." Ou Qingheng said.

Yao Yiyi walked over, sat down on Ou Qingheng's body directly, wrapped his hands around his neck, sniffed him on purpose, and said with a smile: "Come back so early, don't you miss me?"

Ou Qingheng stretched out his arms around her waist, put the cup on the table without any hassle, looked down at her with deep eyes, and said, "You're so obedient today, are you short of money?"

Yao Yiyi smiled coquettishly, but her eyes were filled with coldness.

"Mr. Ou is generous, and the pocket money he gave is enough for a year even if I go shopping every day. How can I be short of money so quickly." Yao Yiyi laughed.

Ou Qingheng raised her chin and said, "As long as you behave well, I won't be so stingy that I will make you hungry."

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 troubled hand and said, "Drink a little."

"There are so many beauties at the reception, why didn't President Ou take the opportunity to kidnap one?" Yao Yi leaned on his chest, like a lazy kitten, and said.

"Wouldn't it be better to accompany this lazy cat with you?"

Yao Yiyi smiled more and more coquettishly, and said: "If Mr. Ou takes me to the reception, I think I will become a glamorous Persian cat."

Ou Qingheng's eyes sank, and he said, "You just need to stay at home."

Yao Yiyi's eyes dimmed all of a sudden. In this man's heart, he never recognized her as his wife. During the dinner party, the female companion by his side would never be her.

She suddenly got up from Ou Qingheng's arms, and said a little alienatedly: "Mr. Ou, I'm a little tired after shopping for a day. I'll go wash up first and go to sleep. Please do what you want."

After speaking, she went directly upstairs.

Sitting on the sofa alone, Ou Qingheng looked at Yao Yiyi who entered the bedroom with complicated eyes and slammed the door shut.

After Ou Qingheng was stunned, he put down the goblet, stood up suddenly, strode upstairs, stopped in front of his and Yao Yiyi's bedroom, 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 about 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 remained motionless.

(End of this chapter)

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