"What did you say?"
Qizhou, who was sitting on the sofa carelessly, was stunned for a moment and suddenly jumped up from the sofa.
He stared in disbelief at the man sitting at the desk with backlight.
Qizhou's surprised eyes fell on the slightly unexpected diamond ring on Xie Yin's hand:
"Are you really, really getting married?"
(Are you really, really married?)
The man sitting at the desk raised his eyes slightly, gently rubbed the wedding ring on his hand with his thinly callused fingertips, and raised his eyes nonchalantly to meet Qizhou's surprised gaze.
"Is it real or fake?"
(It’s not true, is it false?)
Qizhou froze on the spot.
After a long time, he raised his hand and suddenly raised his forehead:
"Brother Yin, are you kidding me?"
Xie Yin is married?
There's absolutely no way this is true.
He would rather believe that Qin Shihuang finally found the elixir of immortality than believe that Xie Yin would get married so soon.
Xie Yin twitched the corner of his mouth and silently answered Qizhou's mentally retarded question with his eyes.
Qizhou read the meaning from his eyes - "Do you think I'm playing tricks on you?"
"Then, you're not..."
Qizhou was so surprised that he couldn't even speak clearly: "Aren't you interested in sister Xia Li? Why...why did you turn around and marry another woman?"
Xie Yin slowly picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Qizhou, who was already stunned not far away, saying to himself:
"Oh~ I see."
"Are you married to a wealthy lady from some family? Which family you are from? You have done such a good job of keeping it secret."
Surprisingly, no news leaked out at all.
Xie Yin paused while holding up the teacup, and looked at Qizhou with extremely unhappy eyes.
"From the Xia family."
Qizhou was still immersed in his various fantasies, but Xie Yin's answer almost burned his CPU.
"Xia family?" Qizhou frowned slightly, holding his chin with one hand and thinking, "There are quite a few people named Xia in the circle."
There were so many people with the same surname, how could he guess which one it was?
Xie Yin sighed helplessly, glanced at the time displayed in the lower right corner of the computer, and stood up from his chair.
His dull eyes fell on Qizhou.
"After get off work, you go home and guess."
With that said, he walked up to Qizhou, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and said sincerely:
"after all--"
"A married man like me has to hurry back home to be with my wife."
?
It's great to have a wife, isn't it just a business marriage?
But regardless of whether it was a business marriage or not, he couldn't believe that Xie Yin actually agreed to get married.
This is too mysterious.
Qizhou turned his head indifferently and met Xie Yin's eyes. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he still refused to give up:
"So who is your wife?"
Xie Yin chuckled:
"secret."
The man took back his hand on Qizhou's shoulder and was about to walk away when Qizhou grabbed his arm.
"I know who it is."
Qizhou asked tentatively:
"Don't tell me, you, are you really married to Xia Li?"
Aren't the two of them unfamiliar?
Even if we met in Hong Kong City last time, we wouldn't get married immediately, right?
Qizhou looked at the man in front of him with his eyebrows raised slightly, and he roughly had the answer in his mind.
"Is it really Xia Li?" Qizhou opened his mouth wide and his tone became excited, "I want to go back to Tingyuan with you!"
Xie Yin frowned and kissed: "What are you going to do?"
Qizhou said: "Don't I have to explore the truth? My good brother is divorced and I can't express it?"
Xie Yin glanced at him:
"Not yet."
Qizhou was confused: "Why?"
"My wife tends to be shy."
Xie Yin knew in his heart that although Xia Li got the certificate from him, he still treated him as a friend.
If Qizhou is brought back to Tingyuan rashly, Xia Li will definitely be even more uncomfortable because of his identity as "Mrs. Xie".
He could see Xia Li's embarrassment and nervousness, and understood why she was like this.
Xie Yin naturally knew the status between the two of them, which was an insurmountable gap in the circle.
Although Xie Yin didn't care, it didn't mean that Xia Li didn't care, and it didn't mean that the Xia family didn't care.
With his identity on the table, the Xia family would be more or less worried.
And all he has to do now is wait.
Wait for Xia Li to adapt to the identity of "Mrs. Xie", and wait for the Xia family to accept his identity as Xia Li's husband.
As long as he has enough patience, Xie Yin believes that he will be able to wait until that day.
On the way back to Tingyuan, Xie Yin deliberately chose a bouquet of white roses in excellent condition at the flower shop on the roadside.
After arriving at Tingyuan, he got out of the car holding the bouquet of pure white roses in one hand.
Not far away was Ye Ye, who was running towards him. Xie Yin squatted down and touched Ye Ye's soft head out of habit, then closed the car door and entered the house.
In the living room, Xia Li was sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching a variety show on TV.
I don't know what happened in the variety show on TV, but as soon as Xie Yin walked in, he heard Xia Li's bold laughter that was different from the past.
Xie Yin lightly hooked his lower lip, took off his shoes and walked to the living room.
Xia Li, who was holding potato chips and stuffing them into his mouth, noticed someone coming and glanced sideways subconsciously.
Unexpectedly, I bumped into a pair of eyes with a deep smile.
Charles's movements paused.
The whole person seemed to be frozen, motionless on the sofa.
Thank you, thank you, thank you Yin?
He, he, he is off work?
Xia Li, who was so absorbed in watching the variety show that she forgot Xie Yin's time off work, remained sitting cross-legged and froze on the sofa.
After a long time, she finally reacted.
After returning to his senses, Xia Li quickly put down his crossed legs and changed into a ladylike sitting position. He quickly patted the potato chip crumbs that might remain on his body and put the potato chips in his hand in a panic. On the table.
Xia Li felt a little guilty for no reason:
"Thank you, Mr. Xie, are you back?"
Xie Yin gave a low "hmm" and walked to sit next to Xia Li as if nothing had happened.
He handed the white roses he held in front of Xia Li and whispered:
"For Mrs. Xie."
Looking at the white roses handed to her eyes, Xia Li's heartbeat became very fast, and the tip of her heart felt like a tingling sensation running through her heart.
She reached out and took the flowers from the man's hand, her soft voice filled with joy:
"How does Mr. Xie know that I like white roses? They are so beautiful."
The girl's voice was very soft, like the drizzle falling on the man's heart in March in the south of the Yangtze River.
Xie Yin slightly narrowed his deep eyes and answered calmly:
"The first time I saw it in the flower shop, I thought it belonged to Mrs. Xie."
"It matches Mrs. Xie very well."
The man's voice seemed to have the ability to be charming and seductive, tingling in her ears.
Xia Li's breathing was a little messy.
The root of her ears turned crimson because of the man's words.
She raised her eyes and met the man's eyes, as if she mustered up the courage to discuss with the man in a low voice:
"Mr. Xie, can you stop calling me Mrs. Xie? I think it's a little inappropriate."
The corners of Xie Yin's slightly raised lips froze.
Immediately afterwards, his expression returned to the unsmiling Xie Yin before.
"Huh? Not appropriate?" Xie Yin's tone was a little unhappy, and he was surrounded by low pressure.
"Why is it inappropriate?"
"I-we just..."
Xia Li was so frightened by the man's cold tone that she was speechless. Everything she wanted to say was stuck in her mouth and she couldn't say it out.
"We are a legally married couple with certificates. I call myself my wife. Why is it inappropriate?"
Xie Yin lazily leaned on the soft sofa behind him, staring straight at Xia Li with his eyes that had long since lost his smile, as if he wanted to see through her whole body.
Xia Li lowered his head slightly and bit his lip without making a sound.
"Then if you don't want me to call you Mrs. Xie, what should I call you?"
Xia Li's brain was almost in a state of freeze, and she didn't know how to answer the man's questions.
Now she just wants to pretend to be dead quietly.
She simply felt that the relationship between herself and Xie Yin should be like those male protagonists in novels who go abroad after getting married.
Do not interfere with each other.
After all, there is no emotion between them, so it can't be like those plots in novels about marriage first and love later, where two people slowly fall in love with each other after they get married?
How can this be?
Even if she may fall in love with Xie Yin during their relationship, it doesn't mean that Xie Yin will definitely fall in love with her.
Moreover, Xia Liming discovered that Xie Yin before marriage and Xie Yin after marriage were completely different people.
It was obvious to her and everyone else that Xie Yin was the kind of cold man who at least wouldn't have much communication with someone of the opposite sex who had no feelings at all.
But what Xia Li didn't expect was.
After getting married, Xie Yin always said "Mrs. Xie".
Not to mention that this was completely inconsistent with Xie Yin's impression in her heart, but his behavior really made her unable to resist imagining things that were simply impossible to happen.
Whenever Xie Yin called out the words "Mrs. Xie" in a gentle tone, her heart would always beat uncontrollably, giving her the illusion that Xie Yin really liked her.
Xia Li was afraid that she would fall into this fruitless fantasy because of the title "Mrs. Xie".
She doesn't want this.
That's why she proposed it to Xie Yin.
But now, she clearly felt the low pressure surrounding the man, which was invisibly reminding her——
Xie Yin was angry.
Xia Li didn't have the time to think about why Xie Yin was angry.
But she knew that if she made him angry, the consequences would be disastrous.
Thinking like this, Xia Li's head lowered again.
Xie Yin looked at Xia Li, who was sitting next to him silently, as if he was helpless and compromising.
"Then I won't call you Mrs. Xie."
Listening carefully, the man's voice seemed to be a bit disappointed.
Xia Li raised his head.
The next second, Xie Yin straightened up and moved closer to her.
Xia Li's breath was instantly covered by the man's ebony scent with a hint of tobacco smell. This made Xia Li's blank mind couldn't help but think of her lying on the bed full of ebony scent with the man last night. The scene of sharing a bed.
The man's low and hoarse voice sounded in Xia Li's ears with a bewitching electric current, pulling Xia Li back from his wandering thoughts:
"Li Li."
Xia Li's face suddenly turned red, and his body tensed up as he sat upright.
The man's gentle and caring voice sounded unhurriedly in the living room.
His voice already had a magnetic and seductive grainy feel to it. At this moment, the affectionate nickname came out slowly from his sexy thin lips, like an invisible thread, pulling Xia Xia in for no reason. Li's heart.
Xia Li's eyes couldn't help but tremble slightly, and when he raised his eyes, his clear eyes were filled with a bit of shyness.
Xie Yin curled his lips and gradually seduced her with a low and seductive voice:
"I'll call you Li Li, okay?"
