A Different Husband Every Day

"Hmm." Xu Yimo vaguely replied as if hearing her talking, and his breath quickly became longer.

Li Weiyin lowered his head to look at Xu Yimo, who was asleep leaning on her shoulder. His facial features were really beautiful. The fine bangs covered his full forehead, and the sunlight outside the window refracted in, gently spreading a layer on him.

His sleeping face is as clean as beautiful jade, as if it can soften the whole world.

Li Weiyin felt a little guilty. She hoped that Young Master Xu would not miss this very important exhibition for him, but she did not directly discuss with Xu Yimo, but chose to put him to sleep, and deliberately when he was half asleep and half awake Mentioned it as an inducement.

So I'm actually a little sorry for this little angel who relies on her wholeheartedly.

She didn't distrust Xu Yimo, but was afraid he was upset and thought she liked his third brother again.

It is too troublesome to explain, and time is a bit tight. If Xu Yimo doesn't relax in his heart, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Young Master Xu to appear.

"You have a heart." Xu Yazheng turned the steering wheel, and the car drove to the exhibition center, where this painting exhibition was held.

"I am also Yimo's wife anyhow, and I hope he is well." Li Weiyin's soft eyes fell on Xu Yimo.

Sometimes even people who do not like will be treated specially because of a special relationship.

What's more, she didn't like Young Master Xu, but didn't dislike the other three personalities.

"I don't know if that kid will come out." Xu Yazheng was not sure at all.

"It should be." Li Weiyin also hesitated, but she intuitively would.

If a person cares about too few things, then he will definitely hold on tightly. For him, the only things that he cares about are very precious.

As time passed, Li Weiyin started to have heavy eyelids as she waited. Just when she was about to fall asleep, a sudden force pushed her away, causing her head to hit the window of the car.

"Xu Yimo!" Xu Yazheng's voice was severe and his eyes were dissatisfied.

Li Weiyin rubbed his painful head, and looked sideways at Xu Yimo, who had moved to the other side of the window, and was the longest distance away from him. He was still dressed up, but the breath that no one else should enter is particularly strong.

He was as expressionless as Vice President Xu, but he was not as calm and calm as Vice President Xu, but a kind of cold gloom.

"I don't like being touched by strangers." Shaoye Xu's voice has no emotion or ups and downs.

"you--"

"Forget it, Auntie." Li Weiyin stopped Xu Yazheng with his eyes too lazy to owe one to the man next to him, and said coldly, "The exhibition has begun."

Xu Yazheng looked at Li Weiyin, then gave Young Master Xu angrily, opened the car door, and closed the door with a bump after getting out of the car.

Young Master Xu didn’t care at all about Li Weiyin’s indifference and Xu Yazhen’s anger. He still maintained his own speed and got off the car slowly. Then, as if he didn’t see them, he didn’t say hello, and he walked into the exhibition. .

Seeing the tall figure disappearing, Li Weiyin asked hesitantly, "Is he... alone?"

Although Xu Yazheng is angry with this kid, he has this kind of virtue, and she can't help it: "You find a place to have a cup of tea and rest, I will stay with him."

This guy doesn't have a soft heart at all. If a woman is attracted by his skin in the art exhibition and comes forward to strike up a conversation, there will definitely be trouble.