Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Soon, the car slowly stopped at the gate of the villa.

A middle-aged woman with a kind face, wearing a housekeeper's uniform and smiling, stood there to greet her.

Qiao Kaiyang got out of the car, carrying his briefcase.

"Mr. Qiao, long time no see."

The housekeeper bowed slightly, exactly the same as Uncle Wang's posture back then.

All very polite and considerate.

Qiao Kaiyang glanced around and arranged his suit.

"Where's Madam? Are you awake from your nap at this time?"

It's half past three in the afternoon, which is indeed a good time for a nap.

The housekeeper made a gesture of invitation and smiled, "Don't worry, sir, my wife is already up and waiting for you."

Standard posture, extremely standardized.

Qiao Kaiyang nodded and walked in.

There are not many servants in the villa, just one.

With tea in hand, it was delivered quickly.

As usual, Qiao Kaiyang walked through the living room and tea room and came to the courtyard behind.

The ground there is full of soft fresh grass, and everywhere you look, it's all bright red.

There is a wicker chair swing set up in the courtyard, which is a little high and swaying slightly. There is a freshly cut fruit plate next to it.

At this moment, a woman was sitting on the swing.

The woman has fair skin and slender figure, with waist-length hair hanging loosely, and is leaning there lazily.

Two slender white legs hung down, hanging in mid-air, swaying silently.

Even the swing swayed together.

Slowly, basking in the sun, the fingers holding the fork are extremely white.

Even the fingertips are gleaming with an alluring light pink color, which is particularly charming.

Like a goblin.

At this time, the sun is a little brighter.

But for people who have just come out of the air-conditioned room, the temperature is just right.

The warm sun shines on your body, and you can feel your whole body relaxing, your muscles and bones feeling relaxed and comfortable.

The beautiful woman who was leaning on the wicker chair and quietly basking in the sun had her eyes half closed in comfort.

The touching wine-red blood eyes, under the sunlight, are like crystal clear rubies, exceptionally moist and beautiful.

It's so beautiful that you can't take your eyes away.

There were footsteps behind her, but she didn't look back or even move.

She was eating cut fruits slowly like this, wearing a red dress, like a seductive fox.

Every time Qiao Kaiyang saw this lady's appearance, he was so stunned that he couldn't react.

No matter how many beauties he has seen outside, he has never seen anyone as beautiful and delicate as Madam who can't find any faults in her body.

It is so beautiful that it is too beautiful to be human.

The feeling is beyond description.

It only makes people stunned at first glance, and it is hard to come back to their senses after seeing it again.

...It’s no wonder that the husband loved her so much and left all his property to her.

Even before he died, he chanted her name.

Qiao Kaiyang calmed down, stood in front of her, and bowed slightly.

"Madam, I haven't seen you for several months, and Kaiyang is here to visit you."

"I wonder how you are doing these days?"

The beautiful lady, who still looked like an eighteen-year-old girl, turned her face slightly.

With a lazy posture, he glanced at him without saltiness and hummed.

Nothing expressed.

After all, I'm not close to him.

Qiao Kaiyang was obviously used to his wife's indifference, so he delivered some documents that required her signature and showed them to her one by one.

"Madam, these are some important acquisition projects of the company. They have been reviewed and there are no problems. I hope you can sign them."