I Just Want to Divorce

Not far away is the lively studio, Song Wen's vigorous scolding can be heard clearly, and two screenwriters can be vaguely heard discussing the plot.

Ye Fei's fingertips trembled, and she had never realized more clearly than this moment that Yan Xiao was not just in love with him.

A minor illness that Ye Fei didn't care about was treated as a major event by him.

In two lifetimes, the care and love that Ye Fei couldn't get, seemed to be all made up from Yan Xiao at one time.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down: "How did you know I was here?"

Yan Xiao answered any questions: "I asked Gu Ruijia."

Ye Fei looked up at him and said softly, "Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Yan Xiao didn't open his eyes, didn't look at him, and after a few seconds he said, "You probably don't want me to come." His voice was slightly lower than usual.

"Is the company busy?" he asked again.

Ye Fei knew that Feixiao Technology had not applied for the version number of a game recently, and the whole company was working on it. In addition, Yan Xiao is vigorously developing Feixiao video, the workload will definitely not be small.

"Not busy..." Yan Xiao paused, and under Ye Fei's unblinking gaze, he changed his words, "I can work online."

"President Yan!" Before Ye Fei could say anything, a breathless voice interjected.

Ye Fei turned her head and was a member of the field service team.

"Mr. Ye," the young man in his early twenties faced Ye Fei and Yan Xiao at the same time, his whole body was full of embarrassment. He said hello to Ye Fei first, then turned to Yan Xiao, "Your luggage has been delivered to the door of Mr. Ye's room."

Ye Fei grabbed the key point: "My room?"

"Yeah," the groundskeeper scratched his head honestly and told Ye Fei, "Our boss let it go."

After a pause, he said, "Do you have any other orders?"

Ye Fei thanked him, said "no more", and sent him away.

Also, in the eyes of others, he and Yan Xiao are legal husbands, and of course they have to sleep in the same room.

As soon as the field manager left, the two of them didn't have time to say a word, and Song Wen brought a group of people to greet Yan Xiao again.

Luckily for them, after these successive interruptions, Ye Fei's chaotic thoughts calmed down a lot, and by the end, she had returned to her usual watertight appearance.

"You guys are busy, don't worry about us," Ye Fei knew that Yan Xiao didn't like to socialize, so she dealt with him briefly, and ended the topic intentionally, "I'll take him to the place where he lives first."

"Okay," Song Wen nodded and said, "Come to me if you need anything."

"Can I meet you?" Ye Fei smiled and turned to the other staff, "Mr. Yan has already ordered something to treat you, and it will be delivered at noon tomorrow. If you have anything to eat, you can report in tonight. Where the assistant director is, I will ask that side to add orders."

Ye Fei's lips were smiling, and her eyes were full of slyness: "The big family who sent them to the door will not kill the white ones. Give Mr. Yan a lesson and let him see the combat effectiveness of our crew."

As soon as these words came out, the crew cheered, and the staff were eager to try, and the strangeness of Yan Xiao in their hearts went away a lot.

Don't look at Mr. Yan's straight face all the time, as if he is very indifferent, but he is actually a good person.

Ye Fei exchanged a few words with Song Wen and the others before leaving the studio.

After the two walked for a while, they gradually lost sight of the crew. Yan Xiao stopped Ye Fei and corrected his mistake in a straight-forward manner: "Ye Fei, I didn't order anything."

Ye Fei said "I know" and added, "I said it on purpose, don't worry about it, I'll arrange the rest."

Yan Xiao is also an investor in "Super Time Rescue" and the largest investor. If you don't say anything when you come to the crew to visit the class, you will definitely be talked about.

Of course, Yan Xiao wouldn't care about this.

But Ye Fei cares.

Ye Fei couldn't stand Yan Xiao being criticized, not at all.

"Okay." Although he still couldn't understand Ye Fei's intention, Yan Xiao agreed immediately. Among all the people in the world, only Ye Fei can make Yan Xiao compromise without any principle or thinking.

Ye Fei laughed a little as she looked at him who didn't know anything about interpersonal relationships. I thought to myself, Cheng Minghao really contributed to Feixiao Technology's development to the current scale.

The two walked through a path and arrived at the place where the crew rented. The condition is very simple, it is a row of low peasant houses. The one where Ye Fei lived was on the outermost side, and it was much more orderly than the other houses.

He opened the door to let Yan Xiao in, hooked his lips and said, "Tonight I will be wronged, and Mr. Yan will stay with me."

Yan Xiao didn't speak, his eyes fell somewhere on the bed, and he looked away unnaturally.

What's going on here? Ye Fei was puzzled and followed.

Ye Fei was dumbfounded. He unpacked his new disposable underwear this morning, used one, and threw the rest beside the pillow. He didn't expect to be hit by Yan Xiao.

He was thick-skinned and didn't feel embarrassed. He walked over to put away the bag of underwear, and said with a smile, "Mr. Yan, what are you thinking?"

Yan Xiao looked at him quietly for a while, put down his luggage, stood in front of Ye Fei, painted his eyebrows with his eyes, and said, "I'm thinking of you."

"Ye Fei," he moved his fingers, as if he wanted to touch Ye Fei, but held back, "Did I take the initiative to make you feel uncomfortable?"

For a moment, Ye Fei's heart seemed to be tangled and pulled by dense silk threads, and there was an endless dull pain.

"I only have a bad throat right now," he lowered his eyes to hide the look in his eyes and changed the subject, "When are you leaving?"

It took Yan Xiao a long time to understand what Ye Fei meant. Although she couldn't see it on her face, her mood was obviously much higher than before. He told Ye Fei: "Tomorrow, the company is preparing to build the new Feixiao Building, and I need to go back and confirm the design plan."

After a while, he called Ye Fei's name: "Ye Fei."

"Um?"

"Can we meet once in a while?" Yan Xiao said, adding, "When you're not busy."

The words "occasionally" and "not busy" were like two heavy hammers hitting Ye Fei's chest hard. His eyes were sore, and he managed to stabilize his voice: "Okay."

Not wanting Yan Xiao to go on, he grabbed a few pieces of clothes at random: "I'm going to take a bath, can you wash it later?"

Yan Xiao nodded and asked Ye Fei, "Do you need me to avoid it?"

Ye Fei was both funny and helpless: "Are you from the Qing Dynasty?" These two big men, the bathroom is not without a door, so why do you need to avoid suspicion.

Yan Xiao was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to report his birth date, but immediately realized that Ye Fei might be joking, so he didn't speak.

"No," Ye Fei said with no intention of embarrassing him, walking to the bathroom, "You can do what you want, I'll be done soon."

When Ye Fei came out, Yan Xiao was working at the desk, and the room was filled with the sound of clicking on the keyboard. Yan Xiao, a tall and big man, nestled on the four-legged stool without his back, inexplicably felt a sense of grievance.

"Go ahead," Ye Fei put the wet towel on the hanger and fiddled with the wet hair on her forehead, "Have you brought your toiletries? You can use mine if you don't."

He had just gotten out of the shower and was wearing a voluminous T-shirt, revealing large swaths of steam-pink skin. The water droplets that have not been wiped rolled down from the end of the hair, dripped down the shoulders, and finally did not enter the front chest that was covered by the clothes.

The white T-shirt was slightly damp from the water, and it was tightly attached to the body, showing a slight curve looming.

Lively, fragrant and delicious.

"Yan Xiao, Yan Xiao?" Ye Fei called him several times but didn't respond. She couldn't help but pushed him and teased, "What are you thinking, I'm back to my soul."

Yan Xiao's Adam's apple rolled, and he stood up stiffly, looking like he couldn't let go.

Ye Fei had no choice but to repeat what she just said.

Yan Xiao looked at him for a while before slowly saying, "I didn't bring it, use yours."

"Okay, then you can go," Ye Fei sat on the bed, picked up her phone and opened Weibo, "There is still a lot of hot water."

Yan Xiao said "Okay" and obediently went to the bathroom.

By the time they both finished washing up, it was past eleven o'clock.

"Do you want to rest or continue working?" Ye Fei asked Yan Xiao while throwing off the slippers on her feet.

He's used to being casual, and he doesn't take off his shoes properly, throwing things one by one. Yan Xiao bent down, straightened his slippers, glanced over the two side-by-side pillows, and said, "rest."

Ye Fei subconsciously asked, "Is the work done?"

Yan Xiao quickly pressed Cheng Minghao's call, set the phone to mute, and said calmly, "It's done."

Ye Fei glanced at him with a half-smile, but didn't break it: "Then go to sleep, you can turn off the lights when you are outside."

Yan Xiao let out an "um", climbed onto the bed with an expressionless face and hands and feet, turned off the light, and lay flat beside Ye Fei.

There is no soundproofing in the farmer's house, and the sound of laughter and noise from outside can be heard into the house from time to time, forming a sharp contrast with the quietness in the room.

His eyes gradually got used to the darkness, Yan Xiao turned his head slightly, and clearly saw the outline of Ye Fei's face, which was beautiful and three-dimensional.

It was the first time they were so close, as long as Yan Xiao turned around, he could completely wrap Ye Fei in his arms.

But he didn't move.

After a long, long time, the noise outside had calmed down, and Yan Xiao suddenly whispered Ye Fei's name: "Ye Fei, are you asleep?"

Ye Fei didn't answer, she must have fallen asleep.

So, Yan Xiao turned sideways, reached out and touched his face very lightly.

Unknowingly, in the darkness, Ye Fei's eyelashes moved.

Because Yan Xiao's phone was muted and he didn't reply to WeChat, Cheng Minghao couldn't find him. It's not that there is anything urgent, but I just want to ask him when he will be back so that we can arrange a meeting about the new Feixiao Building.

"I still haven't picked up yet, isn't it because I haven't gotten up yet? What did you do last night?" Cheng Minghao threw his phone on the front passenger seat, smiled lewdly, and slowed down to enter the parking lot.

Unexpectedly, the railing at the entrance was slow to rise.

"What's the situation?" Cheng Minghao stopped the car, pressed the window probe and asked the security guard.

"Mr. Cheng, is your car a new one?" The security guard glanced at it and said, "The license plate information has not been entered."

The parking lot of Feixiao Technology is only used by Feixiao Technology's internal staff. When employees join the company, they need to report their license plate numbers to the administrative department, and the administrative department will enter them into the system uniformly. In this way, the electronic system can recognize the license plate number and release it.

"It is indeed a new one, but my assistant has already greeted the administration department." Cheng Minghao frowned, got out of the car and told the security guard, "Ask the administration department what's going on."

The security guard nodded, said a few words into the earphone, and then turned to Cheng Minghao: "Mr. Cheng, wait a moment, there is an investigation over there."

Cheng Minghao gave a "um", took out a pack of cigarettes, gave one to the security guard, and waited while smoking.

He has always been arrogant and can talk to anyone in the company. The security guard wasn't afraid of him either. After chatting with him for a while, he suddenly said, "I haven't seen Mr. Yan in the past two days."

Cheng Minghao exhaled a smoke ring and smiled: "You, Mr. Yan, went to the northwest to find his family."

The security guard was stunned, and immediately praised: "President Yan and President Ye have a really good relationship."

Cheng Minghao laughed lightly, what a fart! It's obvious that Yan Xiao is too hot to shave his head, and people don't even want to pay attention to him.

Just as I was about to say something else and divert the topic, I heard the security guard say again: "I have seen Mr. Ye before, and he is very good-looking. That day, Mr. Yan was accidentally hit by a billboard, which made Mr. Ye anxious. .Good guy, ran over in a hurry."

Cheng Minghao's eyes widened, not even knowing that the cigarette fell to the ground: "What did you say?"