CEO's Actress Wife

"He wouldn't have told me. He was always so cold. If it wasn't for the fact that I didn't have anything to say, he would have told me no more than three sentences." Ye Jiangqiu looked at Sparse Flower with a grumbling expression.

"Oh ~ ~ it's like that." Sparse Fragrance smiled, but didn't say anything.

"Hurry up, you haven't told me what the relationship is yet." Ye Jiangqiu's face was full of the desire to know, as if he really wanted to know.

"Then you should wait for Director Qiu to tell you," Flower Sparrow didn't answer.

He looked disappointed, but he quickly returned to his normal self. He looked like a popinjay.

"Say, don't tell me you've really taken a fancy to our family's money. I'm warning you, if your mind isn't pure, then don't get involved with our family's Joyce."

Ye Jiangqiu had a very shocked look on his face. When he said these words, he withdrew his smile and his expression was solemn and serious.

"Director Qiu probably doesn't think this way, but you really do think for him. Having you as his friend is enough." Sparse Fragrance touched his cup and drank his wine.

After the meal, when Ye Jiangqiu wanted to get away with something like 'Flower Sparse Shadow', he got drunk and was found out quite a few secrets by Sparse Fragrance.

On the way back, Sparse Flower drove, but she didn't know where his house was.

After thinking about it, and not being able to leave him in the street, he left her to make a phone call.

The call was quickly picked up by someone with a magnetic voice.

"What is it?"

"Um, Ye Jiangqiu is drunk right now, and I don't know the address of his house. Can I come over and pick him up, or …"

Sparse Fragrance opened his mouth with a little hesitation. All along, she had felt that Joyce was a person who was hard to fathom.

"There will be someone to pick you up from the Di Hao Garden," the calm voice said.

Only then did Sparse Flower realize that he meant for Ye Zichen to drive over to his mansion's area.

After hanging up, she drove the car to a remote suburb. The Di Hao Garden Villa District was where the rich lived.

When she drove to the Di Hao Garden, she couldn't help but exclaim about the luxurious life of the rich. All the villas in the row were independent gardens, and all of them were European style buildings.

As soon as Sparse Fragrance parked the car, she saw a servant already waiting for her at the entrance …

"Miss Hua, is it? Leave it to me. Just follow me up. Director Qiu is waiting for you." At the villa's entrance, a servant who had been waiting for a long time hurried to help carry Ye Jiangqiu down.

Sparse Fragrance originally wanted to leave immediately, but now, not only was it night time, but this place was far away from the city. There was no way he could get a taxi.

She had no choice but to follow the servant into the villa. When she went in, she did not see anyone.

Ye Jiangqiu was also thrown onto the sofa, sleeping unconscious.

Sparse Flower raised his eyes and looked around the interior of the villa. The rotating wooden staircase, the hollow ceiling from which he had been shot, the simple decorating style very much resembled the character of Qiuyi.

The lobby was spotlessly clean, not a speck of dust on the floor, which made her think of her and Kathy's apartment.

"Are you done admiring it?" A mocking voice suddenly sounded from behind her, startling her.

"There really isn't the slightest sound when Director Qiu walks." In her black silk pajamas, the part in front of her chest that wasn't covered was even more obvious.

He stretched his long legs and sat straight on the sofa. His sexy and lazy appearance made him look like a true noble.

"You don't think I'm still wearing a suit at this time of day, waiting for your call?" Joyce waved his hand.

A servant came in and carried Ye Jiangqiu out.

"Of course not, but can Director Qiu find someone to send me back?" Sparse Fragrance drank a little wine at night, a few patches of red appearing on his face. His delicate skin looked as if it could be broken at any moment.

"Drinking with a man at such a late hour seems to be in violation of our original agreement, right?" Joyce drank a mouthful of water, his Adam's apple rolling.

"The agreement between Director Qiu and I does not seem to include my normal relationships with other male friends," Sparse Fragrance teased with an ambiguous smile.

"A relationship between male friends?" Qiuyi suddenly stood up, giving Sparse Fragrance a fright. He took a step back, and his hand was pulled by Qiuyi. His petite body was imprisoned in his embrace.

"There's no rule in the contract. It's impossible for me to eat out with a man. Isn't Director Qiu too generous?" Sparse Flower also became a little angry at him, and angrily tried to break away from her.

With a flip of his hand, Joyce grabbed her chin and forcefully kissed her. He long since wanted to kiss that alluring red lips.

"You … "Let me go …"

Sparse Fragrance was frightened by his sudden kiss and instinctively resisted, wanting to push the man in front of her away.

Joyce very provocatively pried open her mouth, then pushed her way in. His thin lips carried the acuteness of tequila, making her tears instantly burst out.

Step by step, he lured Sparse Flower into his trap, allowing her to cooperate with him. Sparse Flower slowly sank into the darkness.

She tried her best to remind herself that the man in front of her was none other than Joyce.

Sparse Fragrance suddenly became furious and took the initiative to reply to him. The two of them kissed each other as if they were competing.

The two of them had their chests moving up and down, and their eyes revealed unwillingness to let go. In the end, Sparse Fragrance couldn't take it anymore and admitted his loss.

In the end, Joyce lightly pecked her on the lips and released her.

"Even if it's within the contract, you're still my woman." When these words came out of Joyce's mouth next to her ear, it made Sparse Flower shudder.

"You …"

"What is it? You want to be kissed again? " The corners of Joyce's mouth lifted, his expression revealing his thought-provoking expression.

Sparse Fragrance glanced at Joyce before leaning back on the sofa. He wasn't the least bit angry.

"Director Qiu's kissing skill is really good. It seems like practice makes perfect," Sparse Fragrance said somewhat mockingly.

"It varies from person to person," the four words were directly said, when he saw Sparse Fragrance's face darken.

"Why do you want me to go back?" Sparse Flower was a little worried about the time he returned to his apartment. By this time, Kathy would have already gone to bed, and he would not have brought his key with him.

"There's no need to go back tonight. The steward has already tidied up your room and is sleeping." There was an irresistible tyranny in Joyce's voice.