My CEO Husband Can Hear My Inner Thoughts

Chapter 49

"Sir, I want to ride with you."

Yi Qingju's cat eyes, veiled with a layer of watery light, gazed at him reluctantly. Her tone was unwilling to part.

Although there was an element of acting to it, her words were absolutely genuine.

【Letting me ride alone, that's never happened before】

【Could it be that the car was tampered with, and you're getting me to take the fall for finding a scapegoat!? I thought it strange that the young master's attitude tonight was exceptionally gentle, so it turns out that in the end it was a final tenderness towards me as the scapegoat!】

Qi Weiran's head hurt.

"You take my car, listen to me."

Yi Qingju had no choice but to sulkily put her hand down, and got into the car that had belonged to Qi Weiran, looking back every couple of steps.

After greeting the driver, she happily sat in the seat Qi Weiran usually sat in, took out a highball glass, then opened the small fridge next to her.

"Ah, finally I get to experience Qi Weiran's happiness for once."

If she died, then so be it, her ghost wouldn't let Old Qi off anyway.

She poured herself a cocktail, shook that clear, honey-like liquid, and for some reason, Yi Qingju suddenly recalled Qi Weiran's smile towards her earlier in the lobby.

"Strange man....." she murmured, her red lips pursed against the transparent rim of the glass, the liquid instantly decreasing by more than half.

On Qi Weiran's side, after raising the partition between the driver and the backseat,

The originally casual and nonchalant man suddenly bent down, elbows propped on his thighs and holding his forehead.

Was he overdoing it tonight?

He hoped he hadn't come across as too greasy.

Raising his head to look at the reflection in the car window, Qi Weiran held eye contact with himself for a while, then calmly shifted his gaze away, expressionlessly tidying up a few strands of his hair.

Oh well, his face was handsome anyway.

It was as if the suspicious man from earlier had nothing to do with him.

When Aunt Zhang saw the two return dressed up, she was shocked.

"How did you sneak off to a banquet without making a sound?"

I didn't even know!

Qi Weiran didn't speak, but Yi Qingju smiled and said "I know right....."

"Aunt Zhang, you can get off work early today." Just as Yi Qingju was thinking about what to say, Qi Weiran suddenly spoke up.

As soon as Aunt Zhang heard this, she knew something must have happened between the two.

Glancing at Yi Qingju's timid expression, she left them with a "take care of yourself" look before nimbly taking off her apron and heading out.

Yi Qingju clutched the shawl on her shoulders tightly. She knew it was time for a scolding.

But unexpectedly, Qi Weiran told her to go up and change her clothes first.

Yi Qingju was puzzled.

【I didn't mishear right, you know how to be considerate?】

Qi Weiran thought, there's so much you don't know.

After Yi Qingju changed out of her dress into loungewear, Qi Weiran was still sitting there in his extravagant dark suit.

His hair was more disheveled than it had been at the banquet, and his back was sunk into the sofa. His whole demeanor was elegant yet decadent, and paired with the European-style decor, from afar it looked like a painting.

He seemed to be lost in thought.

【《Midnight Heartbreak Puppy Qi Weiran》】

Yi Qingju arbitrarily named this painting.

Qi Weiran: "......"

Some artistic talent, but not much.

"Sir, are you asking about the pig farm?"

Before Qi Weiran could ask, Yi Qingju took the initiative to speak up.

Qi Weiran raised his eyes to glance at her.

The young girl sat across from him in a buttery yellow nightgown, her long hair loosely tied behind her back. Her exquisite, three-dimensional features were even more prominent with her makeup still on.

"What's your relationship with Qi Yuan?"

【The relationship between Lu Xun and Zhou Shuren】

Qi Weiran: ?

"Qi Yuan is just a fake name I randomly came up with. I used the surname Qi because...."

"I wanted to feel closer to you, Sir." She bashfully lowered her head.

【Of course it was to bluff and swindle and stir up trouble】

Qi Weiran: Stop, I already know your four-character idioms are very good.

"How did you register a company with a fabricated identity? As far as I know, you were planning to start a company recently, right?"

As he said this, the complicated emotions that had faded away surged up in Qi Weiran again.

Connecting Yi Qingju with the details he had overlooked, and realizing who 'Qi Yuan' really was, the pride, puzzlement, and even the loss from being kept in the dark all mingled together, leaving Qi Weiran inexplicably rattled.

The feeling that she didn't actually need him and could live very well without him instantly diminished his confidence in his inheritance.

【Here it comes, the hardest question to answer. Should I say ** helped me fabricate it, then used **** and finally *****?】

Qi Weiran's fingers twitched.

What was that, all those censored words?

There's nothing I can't hear.

"Sir, actually I don't know the specifics either. I just had someone fabricate an identity for me, then didn't pay attention to the rest."

Her expression was somewhat surprised, as if she also found it odd that even he couldn't find out.

Of course, she was acting.

Subconsciously, Qi Weiran made an association: "Was that person also the one who came up with Qi Yuan as a name?"

Yi Qingju nodded obediently.

【I guess so, this guy is so astute, I haven't even said anything yet and he's already guessed it pretty much perfectly】

Qi Weiran unconsciously straightened his back.

"When did you get to know him?"

"The day you went to the hospital for your cough, Sir."

Hearing this date, his expression clearly changed.

That matched up. It was the day he started hearing inner voices.

"Can you bring him to meet me?"

He finally spoke after a period of silence.

Yi Qingju, who had been a little nervous, was startled for a moment, then shook her head.

Before she could speak, Qi Weiran already understood.

"Your connection with him isn't through directly meeting, but through some means, correct?"

Yi Qingju blankly nodded again.

【I guess so, this guy is awesome, I haven't said anything yet and he's already guessed it pretty much perfectly】

Qi Weiran unconsciously sat up straighter.

"When did you get to know him?"

"The day Sir went to the hospital for his cough."

Hearing this date, his expression clearly changed.

That matched up, it was the day he started hearing inner voices.

"Can you bring him to meet me?"

After a period of silence, he finally spoke.

Yi Qingju, who had been a little nervous, was startled for a moment, then shook her head.

Before she could speak, Qi Weiran already understood.

"Your connection with him isn't through directly meeting, but through some means, right?"

Yi Qingju blankly nodded again.

【I guess so, this guy is awesome, I haven't even said anything yet and he's already guessed it pretty much perfectly】

Qi Weiran straightened his back unconsciously.

"Do what you need to with the company, ask me if you don't understand something."

He stood up, fingers naturally buttoning his suit jacket as he headed upstairs.

Yi Qingju sat in place, completely baffled.

【That's it? You're not going to ask why I hid it from you, or how I did it, or where I found out about the pig farm?】

Qi Weiran left her with nothing but a cold back view.

No, he didn't want to know.

A proper domineering president should leave some privacy for his partner.

No need to praise me for being considerate.

【It's great you're not asking】

【Then I'll just assume this is premarital concealed assets that don't need to be split with you, hehe】

Qi Weiran: "......."

Has the money god met his match?