Chapter 67: Touch the hickey with your fingertips

Style: Girl Author: Qi YubaiWords: 1123Update Time: 24/02/21 02:28:08
She was the high-ranking eldest daughter of the Qi family. She was a recognized socialite in wealthy circles. She was the envy of many people, but now she is gone.

Qi Xin looked at the brightly lit streets and the cars and people passing by, feeling extremely desolate in her heart.

But she ended up like this. Instead of reflecting on where she went wrong, she kept blaming Qi Yan...

The next morning.

Xi Yanbei's eyelashes fluttered twice, and then he opened his eyes faintly. His head hurt a little, his brows furrowed slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to pinch the center of his eyebrows.

As soon as he raised his hand, he bumped into something. He turned his head to look and saw Qi Yan sleeping on the table.

For a moment, he suddenly remembered what happened last night. He remembered that Qi Xin had drugged him, and then Qi Xin wanted to belittle him, but he killed him. Then Qi Yan came, and then he seemed to have kissed her, and finally she gave her away Came to the hospital.

Except for the fact that he kissed Qi Yan, everything else is not the focus.

He moved his body slightly and sat up slowly, tilting his head and staring at Qi Yan's side face without saying a word, showing an expression like a madman.

Qi Yan murmured unconsciously, then moved her head, and the obvious hickeys on her neck were exposed to Xi Yanbei's sight.

When Xi Yanbei saw the blush, the image of himself holding Qi Yan and burying his head in Qi Yan's neck suddenly appeared in his mind.

His brain exploded with a bang, and his cheeks were instantly covered with blush, which spread to his entire neck. He looked at the redness, and the ends of his eyes were also flushed, and his sexy Adam's apple slid unconsciously.

Not knowing why, he stretched out his hand and lightly touched the hickey with the pad of his index finger.

The fingertips felt cold, and Qiyan shivered from the cold before she faintly woke up.

When Xi Yanbei saw her eyelashes twitching, he retracted his hand in a panic. He accidentally used too much force and hit the bed frame with his hand. Xi Yanbei took a breath in pain and opened his eyes slightly.

Hearing his voice, Qi Yan came back to consciousness, looked at Xi Yanbei whose face was flushed, and asked doubtfully: "Is there anything else that makes you uncomfortable? Your face is so red."

Xi Yanbei turned his head with difficulty and said it was okay.

He couldn't say that he poked Qi Yan and then was frightened by her, so he pulled back too hard and threw the bed frame, right?

I can’t say it, it’s too embarrassing.

"Okay, I'll ask the doctor to come over and take a look, and I'll buy some breakfast by the way." Qi Yan stood up as she spoke, twisting her neck up and down, and then asked: Is it okay to have porridge? "

"Everything is fine." Xi Yanbei nodded.

"good."

After Qi Yan left the ward, Xi Yanbei breathed a deep sigh of relief.

He was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, and suddenly remembered something. He took the mobile phone on the bedside table and made a call.

If Qi Xin dares to scheme against him, he will definitely have to pay the price. He is not a good person.

Chen An, as an assistant, knew very well that his boss was late for an appointment. After all, Xi Yanbei had been single for 28 years, and it was rare for the iron tree to blossom.

However, Chen An was a little surprised when he received a call from Xi Yanbei early in the morning: "Hello, boss."

"I'm in the hospital now. You handle the company's affairs first, and then check on Qi Xin. It's best to have some evidence that can keep her in hospital for a few years."

Xi Yanbei said this in a calm tone, just like "What did you have for breakfast today?"

But Chen An was horrified by what he heard. The last time he saw his boss so angry was because a certain self-righteous young lady did something self-righteous.

"Yes." After Chen An responded, Xi Yanbei hung up the phone before he said anything...