Game of the Controller: Wife Wins Husband

She threw the two cards representing endless wealth back to him, with the word 'disdain' clearly written on her pretty and dazzling face, "Please give me a discount!!"

Even though Jun Qi was used to ups and downs, he was still helpless in front of the woman he loved deeply in the past.

He glared at her, intending to retaliate vigorously, hoping that she would be wiser and less eccentric, but when the words reached his lips, they turned into a gentle promise, "Okay, I will send someone."

Send cash over."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Qi was stunned for the first time.

Xia Qing rolled her eyes at him in annoyance, and couldn't help but mutter in her heart, where did your strength, your domineering, your uncompromising go? Where did it go? He responded to whatever she said, deliberately wanting to vent her anger, Xia Qing said

The punch hit the cotton, but the force was not exerted, and it was all resolved by his soft gesture.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Xia Qing turned her face away and stopped looking at him.

A big hand was put in front of her, "Okay, let's go."

"Where to go?" She stared at his white palm for three seconds and bit her lip.

"Go home." After leaving these two words, the big hands came closer, almost touching her tender little hands that naturally hung on her knees.

"Home?" Does she have such a beautiful thing? Why can't she remember that fire and violent explosion? She shed all the tears in her life in one night, and also lost all her relatives in a strong and powerful way.

With overbearing care and concern, after being abandoned by the whole world, Jun Qi disappeared from her world, cutting off the only glimmer of hope in her heart.

Now, he came back, stood in front of her, and told her to go home.

What expression should she make to respond to his nonchalance?

Xia Qing froze there. For a long time, she did not move at all. She just leaned on the deepest part of the sofa with an expressionless face. Her beautiful eyes were burned red by the sea of ​​​​memory fire.

"Xia Qing?" Jun Qi frowned and moved his hand closer in confusion.

After a slight trance, Xia Qing suddenly woke up. With almost no hesitation, she slapped her hand away, and slapped the palm that was close at hand with a 'pop' sound. She stood up straight with her long black hair and black clothes.

It makes her look like a proud black cat.

"Brothers, you have to pay for it before you get it. Don't you understand this truth?" Before he could answer, she raised her chin high and cast a disdainful look in her eyes, "

No matter how much money you have, you are not worthy of living in my Xia Qing's home. If Mr. Jun wants to take me as your mistress, please prepare a separate golden house for hiding your beauty. Don't be too shabby or stingy, otherwise, I will laugh at you.

It’s your taste, Mr. Jun.”

"She's not my mistress, she's my woman!" The short-term peaceful atmosphere was completely destroyed. He kept repeating it with a livid face. He didn't understand why she was so stubborn and just refused to listen to him submissively... A long time ago, Xia

Qing, that's not the case. The woman in front of him felt more and more strange. There was almost no overlap with her memory, but damn, he just couldn't convince himself to give up on her and ignore her.