My CEO Husband Can Hear My Inner Thoughts
Chapter 9

"Xiao Hua, Mom won't be home for the next few days. Aunt Zhang will be responsible for taking care of you. Remember not to bite people's buttocks."

Yi Qingju caressed her chubby daughter's head with a sad expression.

Since being notified yesterday that they would be going to City A together, she had tried various methods to disgust Qi Weiran and make him give up.

But this guy was as stubborn as if he had been cursed, determined to take her along.

Yi Qingju didn't dare to make her unwillingness too obvious.

Even without that stupid system's prompt, she knew that refusing would lead to an out-of-character situation.

So when Qi Weiran, who had been excited all night, appeared at the door with Qi Xinian.

Yi Qingju had been waiting there early.

The cool morning breeze penetrated, making people look even paler.

The petite girl, wearing a white dress and a thin cardigan, stood there. Her black eyes, which were a bit sleepy, lit up instantly when she saw Qi Weiran, and she broke into a brilliant smile.

"Sir."

Qi Weiran nodded, judging solely by appearance, Yi Qingju was indeed the type he liked.

Petite and evoking pity.

"Damn it, I forgot to wear long johns. I'm freezing to death."

If only she didn't have a mouth.

Qi Weiran realized that this voice should not be his hallucination.

It was Yi Qingju's inner voice.

Sitting in the car, he looked at the woman opposite him, who was staring at him with admiration and chattering about trivial matters.

He felt surprised.

Since her true nature wasn't like this, why did she pretend to be so annoying?

This made Qi Weiran, who had regarded her as a decoration for the past two years, become interested in her for the first time.

"Did you get rid of that pig?"

Qi Weiran, who initiated the conversation for the first time, asked.

Yi Qingju's face shimmered with teardrops, pleading with Qi Weiran to give her more time.

But deep down, she thought, "You're just jealous that I can raise a pet. Don't think I don't know that when you were nine, you killed four rabbits and three turtles."

Qi Weiran stiffened, suspecting everyone who knew about this incident as a suspect.

Seeing that Qi Weiran stopped talking, Yi Qingju was delighted.

She wished Qi Weiran would treat her as if she were invisible.

The two had been married for two years, and except for when they signed the agreement in the beginning, they rarely communicated.

It was mainly Yi Qingju's one-sided 'entanglement' with Qi Weiran.

Chasing him to the company, sending him loving breakfast, despising all the women around Qi Weiran, and forcing them to resign.

As the incidents piled up, Qi Weiran's tolerance and disgust towards her grew day by day.

Finally, he no longer gave Yi Qingju face. He let the security guards see her and threw her out. He even stopped going back to the main house to avoid seeing her and started living outside.

As Yi Qingju reminisced about these things, Qi Weiran across from her also spontaneously recalled these past events.

Apart from not knowing Yi Qingju's true nature, he was also curious about another thing.

Where did her disgust towards him in her words and between the lines come from?

After all, before he completely despised her, when he followed his elder brother's last wish and married her, although he had no feelings for her, he fulfilled his responsibility of compensating her for her youth.

...

Hei Meilu has always known the immense power of wealthy families in the upper class.

After all, in the past, when he worked as a gigolo for rich women, he had been discovered and retaliated against by their husbands.

But in the end, he always managed to come out unscathed and find the next client.

However, after being fired by Qi Weiran yesterday, he had prepared himself to find a new job and get close to Yi Qingju and the male lead.

But what happened?

It was just one night.

It was as if the whole world knew that he had been fired by the Qi family.

He, who had a high level of education, sent out his impressive resume again and again, but no one was willing to give him a job.

Even those small companies that used to look down on him outright rejected him with disdain.

Sitting on a bench in the park, Hei Meilu, dressed in a high-end suit, noticed that his shoes were not as shiny as when he left home; they were covered in a thin layer of dust.

If Hei Meilu were the original owner of this body, the years of education and exposure would have allowed him to regain his composure and accept his current situation.

But now, occupying this body, he was still the same Hei Meilu who relied on his appearance to earn money.

Even though he had inherited everything from the original owner, he instinctively approached things in his own way.

Without encountering difficulties, he was willing to fight to the death to make a comeback.

He only saw the relatively substantial balance in the bank cards left by the original owner on his phone.

But just a few minutes ago, this meager fortune was swindled away.

Having no money meant that he couldn't enter various upper-class venues, buy any luxury goods, or even afford the rent for the extravagant villa he had rented.

It was just one night, so why were there so many consecutive misfortunes happening to him?

Wasn't he the protagonist of this transmigration novel?

Hei Meilu regretfully grabbed his hair, his emotions running wild.

But then, a message from Yi Qingju's detective arrived, stating that she was in city A, which became his last lifeline.

He thought of a brilliant idea.

Why should he seduce Yi Qingju?

He could kidnap her and extort money from her before returning her to Qi Weiran.

And that brat who had tricked him, he would make him pay!

Driven by desire, the man's eyes turned red as he went crazy with his thoughts.

...

Qi Weiran preferred tranquility and always chose quiet places to stay in hotels.

But this time was different. He specifically instructed his assistant to choose the most luxurious location in city A, the Feileng Grand Hotel.

Upon learning of Qi Weiran's arrival, the top manager of the Feileng Hotel came down with all the staff to greet him.

Yi Qingju followed obediently behind Qi Weiran.

"Look, the way they look at that young man doesn't seem like they're looking at a guest."

"They clearly look like they're looking at the God of Wealth."

Upon hearing these words, Qi Weiran gave the manager a second glance.

The manager's hair stood on end, thinking he had done something wrong.

Qi Weiran's assistant was named Wan, with a single character "Sui." He was a young-looking but experienced man.

After seeing off the busy boss, it was his responsibility to take care of the people left behind.

Yi Qingju and he were old acquaintances. Speaking of which, this guy was able to become Qi Weiran's assistant because she had gotten rid of the previous female assistant.

Assistant, a sly fox-like figure, smiled at Yi Qingju.

Then, he bowed to the gloomy Qi Xinian and said, "Young Master, the boss suggests that you spend a day here first, to get accustomed." Sᴇaʀᴄh the NovᴇlFɪre .ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

"Tomorrow, when the boss discusses the new project, he will take you along."

Qi Xinian's eyes instantly lit up. "Really?"

Assistant nodded.

Knowledge can be learned, but having a broad perspective and understanding of business negotiation techniques requires early exposure and influence.

Assistant realized that the boss truly saw Qi Xinian as the heir to be groomed.

"Assistant, since there's nothing to do, take him out to play. I'll go back to my room and rest," Yi Qingju yawned.

Wan Sui had grown accustomed to the two-faced nature of this woman when the boss wasn't around.

Without asking politely, "Aren't you coming?" he simply took Qi Xinian and left.

As Yi Qingju was about to swipe her room card upon returning to her room, she heard the sound of the room door opening behind her.

She turned around.

A familiar figure came into view.

It had only been a day, and the person in front of her seemed changed yet somehow unchanged, smiling politely as if they were meeting for the first time.

"Miss Yi, are you staying here too?"

Yi Qingju also smiled politely at him, though her smile carried a hint of aloofness. "Mr. Hei, what a coincidence."

Then, she directly opened the door and walked into her own room, without exchanging any further pleasantries.

In reality, Yi Qingju's attitude toward him hadn't changed, but after a day of having her self-esteem trampled upon by Hei Meilu, she felt a bit neurotic, thinking that he saw her as beneath him and even felt disdain for her.

"You damn woman, just you wait..."

Hei Meilu touched the bottle hidden in his sleeve, revealing an eerie smile.

Meanwhile, Yi Qingju, who had already entered her room, was about to change out of her troublesome dress when she heard her phone ring a few times.

Unknown: I'm about to get you.

She glanced at it and deleted the message, focusing instead on another message she had received hours earlier from a different number.

"That guy may seem shrewd, but he's actually an idiot. I just dangled a little temptation, and he fell for it. Do you want me to transfer this money to you?"

Her fingers swiftly replied to the message.

"No need. Wait for my instructions. I'll pay him back double the amount when the time comes."

By then, the real Hei Meilu would have returned.

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