"Master Qiao, you can ask your subordinates to do it by phone."

"Are you going to interfere in my work?"

"No, I just suggest."

"Why should I listen to your suggestions?" Qiao Sinian said lightly.

Ye Jiaqi pushed him away: "I didn't let you listen. I've finished everything I should say. If you don't withdraw, I can't do anything. But I think it would be a bad idea if your wife and son saw it."

She walked into the kitchen, poured a glass of water and took a few sips.

"Ye Jiaqi, don't be smart."

"Master Qiao, you can leave now. The lonely man and the widow live in the same room. It sounds bad to say it."

But Qiao Sinian did not leave, but pushed open the door of her bedroom.

"Hey, Qiao Sinian, why are you entering my room randomly? I didn't allow it!"

Ye Jiaqi chased after him.

Qiao Sinian grabbed her wrist with a dark face: "Where I want to go in, including you."

In an instant, Ye Jiaqi's face was so blushed that he dripped blood, angry and annoyed.

What's this?

Qiao Sinian glanced at her bedroom, it was so small.

After a while, his eyes stopped.

He let go of Ye Jiaqi's hand and walked to the table.

On the table are beautiful gift boxes, and in the box are high heels.

"Who gave it?" Qiao Sinian asked knowingly.

"Don't touch it." Ye Jiaqi ran over and wanted to snatch it back from him, "I gave it to me by my boyfriend."

"Oh?" A smile appeared on the corner of Qiao Sinian's lips.

Ye Jiaqi felt a little nervous: "Let go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Sinian put his big hand around her waist, carried her to the bed, and pressed her on her shoulders.

Then, he squatted down.

He stretched out his hand and took off the flat shoes on her feet.

"Oh, I don't wear it."

Ye Jiaqi's feet moved twice!

Qiao Sinian held her ankle and prevented her from struggling.

His palms were warm. When he held her cold ankles, Ye Jiaqi's body seemed to be hit by electric current.

No opposite sex has ever touched her feet.

The ankle was very sensitive, so she immediately grabbed the sheets.

Tight bite.

Qiao Sinian took the white high heels on the table and held her ankles.

Ye Jiaqi's feet were desperately shrank back and didn't want to wear them.

"Jo Sinian, do you know what it means for men to wear shoes for women in my hometown?"

"What."

Qiao Sinian stopped the movements in her hand, raised her head, and looked at her with dark and deep eyes.

She paused and said slowly: "It means I want to marry her."

"Oh, are you hinting me?"

Qiao Sinian raised her head slightly and her eyes were burning.

"No!" Ye Jiaqi waved his hand quickly. She had no intention at all, no at all! She bent down and wanted to move his hand away, "I mean, Mr. Qiao, don't put shoes on me. Ah..."

Instead, Qiao Sinian put his high heels firmly on her feet with a force!

After a moment, he stood up and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

Ye Jiaqi rubbed his ankles and glanced at Qiao Sinian with disgust.

Don't understand human words?

"Your boyfriend knows your size very well." Qiao Sinian looked at her condescendingly, "It seems that he cares about you very much."

"My boyfriend doesn't care about me, who else cares about me?"

Qiao Sinian leaned forward and reached out to lift her chin: "I'm not good to you?"

"Master Qiao, have you forgotten? You have asked me to get out again and again."

"Then you get out of here and show me."

His slender fingers gently stroked her chin and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Chapter completed!