Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me
Chapter 44: He Qimo, we have been in a contractual marriage for 8 years! Are there any other couples like us?

Chapter 44: Chapter 44: He Qimo, we have been in a contractual marriage for 8 years! Are there any other couples like us?

He Qimo drove the car to the Jinyue Zijing Mansion downstairs, taking 30 minutes.

His handsome face combined with the luxury car made passersby frequently turn their heads.

Gu Zixuan came downstairs, and he was leaning against the car, facing the community fountain and smoking.

Under the splashing water’s magnificence, his silhouette was tall and elegant.

Gu Zixuan suddenly recalled the time studying in New York, United States, during Christmas, he would take her to the music square to watch the lively and festive crowd, and at the moment the fireworks rose, he would gently drop a kiss on her forehead.

Saying, "Happynewyear!"

As Gu Zixuan approached, He Qimo seemed to want to finish his last puff, but after looking at her, he first tossed the cigarette butt into the trash can five meters away.

He was very good at sports, almost always crushed the opponent’s SG in university basketball games.

Looking at her, he first glanced around, slightly furrowing his brow, "You live here?"

"Where else would I live?" Gu Zixuan chuckled lightly.

She shoved the documents to He Qimo.

He Qimo was slightly stunned, puzzled.

"I’ve given you the things, if they get lost again, it’s not my loss."

After Gu Zixuan finished speaking, she turned around to leave.

But He Qimo reached out and grabbed her back with one long arm.

As her body pressed against the car window, she looked at He Qimo holding her shoulders with both hands, trapping her firmly, and her heart trembled.

He Qimo glanced at the documents, then back at her, his deep eyes flickered slightly, putting the documents on the car roof, switching to hold her hand.

"What’s going on? Tell me."

The gentle tone touched something inside Gu Zixuan’s heart.

For a moment, sadness subtly spread.

Yet she couldn’t say a word.

If she had been enduring until noon hoping to retrieve the documents, possibly using this as a lethal blow, to expose the true faces of Zhou Xiao and He Xiaoqi.

If last night’s departure, she indeed had a faint hope in her heart that He Qimo would inquire about her grievances like now, treat her gently.

In this moment, she just wanted to return it to him, not wanting to see him for another minute.

"Nothing to say, just beware of your sister... if you still want the company to stay safe."

After Gu Zixuan finished speaking, she tried to push him away.

But she didn’t succeed, He Qimo slightly frowned.

The next moment, he swept his forearm around her waist, pulling her into his arms, closely pressed between his chest and the car window.

The hard and soft formed a contrast.

Once upon a time, she liked this occasional dominance.

"Zixuan, we’re husband and wife, do we have to talk like this?" He Qimo frowned.

"Husband and wife?" Gu Zixuan looked up, amused, "He Qimo, we’ve been in an arranged marriage for eight years, from the day we got married, we’ve never shared a bed, are there such couples as us?"

"..." He Qimo’s eyes dimmed, he didn’t speak.

In the air, Gu Zixuan looked at him, full of patience that didn’t belong to her.

The sarcasm was tormenting.

An arranged marriage...

Eight years...

Pausing slightly, before a deeper flush spread, she wanted to leave.

But He Qimo looked at her so deeply.

Until his brows and lashes moved, suddenly, he lowered his eyes, and kissed her lips.