Chapter 569: She is not my wife

The black Mercedes car turned into the hotel entrance and stopped in front of the lobby.
The driver quickly got off the bus, helped Qin Zhaoyang to open the door, and took out the A city special product bought from the back seat. He handed the key to the doorman parking and walked into the hotel lobby behind Qin Zhaoyang.
The two went upstairs together. Just out of the elevator, they saw Julie squatting near the elevator, and there was a delicate envelope in her hand.
Seeing Qin Zhaoyang, she hurried over and handed the envelope in her hand.
"This is what the Fengyun International Valley has just sent."
Qin Zhaoyang stopped and took out the invitation from the envelope and opened it. The invitation clearly read and invited him and his wife to a party at Zijin Mountain Villa tonight.
Julie is afraid that he does not know the benefits and actively explain, "This banquet is prepared for the participants of the "strongest anchor". Ning Xiaofei will definitely attend, I think Mu Tianye is very likely to accompany her, so Look..."
Going or not, Qin Zhaoyang needs to make his own decision.
Qin Zhaoyang closed the invitation in his hand, "What about my wife?"
"Resting in the room." Julie answered.
Throwing the invitation back into her hands, Qin Zhaoyang strode to the room and gently lifted his finger.
The driver knows what to do, and puts things down with Julie to exit the door. Lin Zifan, who is looking at the documents in the living room, is busy standing up and picking up his own things to leave.
Through the living room, Qin Zhaoyang gently pushed the door of the master bedroom away.
Separated by the door slits, I saw Mu mother sitting sideways on the bed and facing her back.
Putting light footsteps into the bedroom, Qin Zhaoyang went to the bedside. She originally wanted to help her pull the quilt. At first glance, she saw the bright mobile phone screen and showed a picture of Mu Tianye.
In the photo, Mu Tianye has a suit with a golden trophy in his hand, which is a photo of his award for architecture in France.
Raising the lips, Mu mother gently dialed to the next one, still Mu Tianye.
She was very focused and did not notice that Qin Zhaoyang had entered the door.
Qin Zhaoyang reached into the fingers of the air, stiffened, his arms retracted, and his fingertips tightened.
The gaze fell on her finger holding the phone with a scar, and the man's arched fingers slowly released.
Gently back a few steps, he deliberately coughed, pretending to be just entering the door, Mu mother immediately turned off the phone screen, put the phone under the pillow, pretending to just wake up, turned his face and looked at him .
"You're back."
"Going for lunch?"
"I am not too hungry." Mu mother turned her face to the direction of the window. "You go eat it, I will take a moment."
"Get up!" Qin Zhaoyang walked behind her. "After dinner, I will take you to buy a suit. Tonight... there is a party."
"I am a little tired, you let Julie accompany you!" Mu mother is interested.
Hearing the sentence behind her, the faint part of the negative, Qin Zhaoyang's voice dyed a bit sharp, "She is not my wife!"
The man’s voice suddenly rose, and Ms. Mu was shocked and turned to look at him.
Meeting her gaze, Qin Zhaoyang is more angry, and she does not know whether she is not tempted by her own emotions, or whether she is angry with her, or both.
Turning around, he strode to the living room.
"I am waiting for you outside!"
Mu mother fixed her mind and finally got up and went to the bathroom to wash.
Qin Zhaoyang stepped back and forth in the living room, and a palm rested in the pocket of his clothes, gently stroking the box of the delicate little ring box.