CEO's Sudden Proposal

Children like the little guy who ate and slept every day would receive a lot of inspiration when they were with Xiaobao.    

    

This was also the place Qin Yiyue hoped for the little guy to learn.    

    

However, wishes were beautiful.    

    

Whether it would be effective or not depended on whether the little guy was willing to learn it or not.    

    

As a mother, she did not insist on these things. The little guy is still young now, and there are countless possibilities in the future. What she can do is let him interact more with people and things, so that he can choose his future based on his hobbies.    

    

Qin Yiyue brewed a pot of tea and sat on the rattan chair on the balcony, thinking about what He Qiaoyan might face today.    

    

His family watched coldly from the sidelines for nearly ten years, watching him struggle, struggle, and struggle. What should he do?    

    

If He Qiaoyan did not trust his family too much, why would he spend so much time and still not be able to find out what happened back then? He would not have known until now that the ones who really made him struggle were his family.    

    

When Qin Yiyue thought of this, she hated the He family member.    

    

How could they be so cold-blooded and cold?    

    

When Qin Yiyue thought about how He Qiaoyan would feel uncomfortable, her eyes could not help but turn sour.    

    

After a while, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist, and a strong smell of tobacco rushed into Qin Yiyue's nose.    

    

Qin Yiyue turned her head and softly called, "Rich."    

    

He Qiaoyan carried her to her knees and hugged her tightly, as if he wanted her to be embedded in his own body.    

    

Qin Yiyue also hugged him back with force. It hurt so much that she did not let go.    

    

"Rich man, I am still here. You are not alone. You still have me, Xiaobao, and Yu Yu."    

    

He Qiaoyan took a few deep breaths and slowly let go of the little girl in his arms.    

    

He was unusually glad that she had returned to his side at this moment. She was also by his side.    

    

This little woman, who had appeared in his life since the beginning, was very warm.    

    

Until now, the one who made him feel the most at ease was also her.    

    

He Qiaoyan said in a low voice, "Yue Yue, thank you for coming back, thank you for forgiving me."    

    

"We are husband and wife. As long as you don't anger me, I will forgive you."    

    

"Silly girl."    

    

Qin Yiyue saw his tight jaw and his expression was also abnormally tired. She stopped herself from asking about what happened next. "Have you eaten? I will go and heat the dishes for you."    

    

"Not hungry. I'm a little tired."    

    

"Then go take a shower and sleep. When you wake up, everything will be fine. "    

    

"Okay." He Qiaoyan stood up and walked towards the master bedroom.    

    

Qin Yiyue only realized what she just said when she saw this.    

    

This way, she and He Qiaoyan could basically be considered to have completely reconciled.    

    

Qin Yiyue rubbed her face. If they had reconciled, then so be it. There was nothing to be embarrassed about.    

    

She still had him in her heart, and he still loved her. These were enough.    

    

As for the melodramatic and misunderstanding, it was enough to explain it clearly. It did not have to be a knot.    

    

Life was not easy to begin with, so there was no need to live a life of suffering and hatred every day.    

    

Her personality was also not like this.    

    

After Qin Yiyue thought it through, she went into the kitchen to heat up a bowl of porridge and four cups of milk.    

    

After bringing two cups to the two children, she brought a bowl of porridge and two cups of milk back to the room.    

    

He Qiaoyan also happened to come out from the bathroom.    

    

He did not have his bathrobe or change of clothes here, so he took a bath towel and came out.    

    

His hair was still wet, dripping water.    

    

Qin Yiyue did not expect to see a picture of a beautiful man coming out of the bath as soon as she came in. She could not help swallowing her saliva and did not dare to secretly look at He Qiaoyan's body.    

    

But from the corner of her eye, she could still see his well-distributed body. It was flexible and masculine, and his eight-pack abdominal muscles were proudly and beautifully planted on his abdomen.    

    

The water droplets dripped on his chest and slid down his body, slowly seeping into the area covered by the bath towel.    

    

He Qiaoyan's lazy voice rang in his ears, "Have you seen enough? If it's not enough, I don't mind taking the towel down."    

    

Qin Yiyue coughed lightly and quickly looked away, "Let's eat."    

    

"I want to eat you more now."    

    

"As a disabled person who had just been stabbed in the heart, you still have the energy to think about that." Qin Yiyue cast a sidelong glance at He Qiaoyan, her face still flushed red.    

    

"Don't you want to? I heard that women are like tigers and wolves when they are thirty years old. Yue Yue, you are exactly thirty years old this year. Don't you want to?"    

    

"Who do you think has those things in their brains?" Qin Yiyue pouted and glared at He Qiaoyan, feeling that her face had become even hotter.    

    

Although she was the mother of a child, she had no other experience other than having intimate relationships with He Qiaoyan.    

    

People like her, who did not have a strong will, were easily provoked by He Qiaoyan.    

    

He Qiaoyan looked at her charming eyes and could not help but kiss her.    

    

Initially, he only wanted to give her a small kiss, but the moment he touched her soft lips, he forgot his original intention.    

    

Qin Yiyue smelled his scent and no longer resisted. She focused on the kiss that had been going against her will for a long time.    

    

It was only when the sound of milk came from the door that the two of them reluctantly parted.    

    

The two looked over and saw the little fellow standing at the door with a confused look. "Mommy, Daddy, what are you doing?"    

    

Qin Yiyue's face became even hotter. She pushed He Qiaoyan away and walked over to pick up the little guy. "Have you finished learning from little brother?"    

    

"Yes, I want to pee." As the little guy spoke, a pair of little hands caressed Qin Yiyue's pink face. "Mommy, your face is so hot."    

    

Qin Yiyue gently pinched the little guy's butt. "Mommy will take you to pee."    

    

"Mmm."    

    

With the little guy's spanking, the charming atmosphere just now had dissipated quite a bit.    

    

He Qiaoyan finished his porridge and milk, went to rinse his mouth, and laid down on the bed.    

    

Qin Yiyue put the little guy back in the study. When she came back, she saw that He Qiaoyan had already laid down and was breathing evenly.    

    

Qin Yiyue took the bowl and cup to the kitchen to wash them clean. She looked at the dark green in He Qiaoyan's eyes and sighed softly.    

    

There were some things that the truth would never know in this lifetime. It was just like she did not know that Ning Fang hated her. He Qiaoyan did not know that the person who caused He Qiaonian's tragedy and the person behind his ten years of life were his family.    

    

If she did not know, she could foolishly continue to trust them. She would continue to live a life without burdens but also desire to know the truth sooner.    

    

Qin Yiyue could not tell which kind of life was better.    

    

When they were young, they always loved and hated clearly. If they liked a person, they would give all the good things to them. If they did not like it, they would turn around and like a person again.    

    

After getting older, it was not so simple anymore.    

    

The number of people that were truly hidden in their hearts was getting lesser and lesser. It was a pity that one of them had disappeared, not to mention the person He Qiaoyan had lost the most.    

    

Qin Yiyue took off her shoes and went to bed. She laid beside He Qiaoyan and gently held his hand.    

    

She put her head on his shoulder and gently closed her eyes.    

    

At the same time, He Qiaoyan slowly opened his eyes. The tiny stream of light in his eyes was as bright as the stars.    

    

After a few moments, he closed his eyes again.