The CEO//6

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— "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

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An Qi gave birth to a pair of twins, so she was in the limelight for a while.

The full moon party[1] wasn't until a month later, but Feng Qi had already prepared his gifts. On the day of the celebration, he left work early with Chu Yang.

[1] In China, a full moon celebration/party is held to celebrate a baby's first month of birth. Relatives and friends gather to give their blessings and gifts to the new baby.

The car was silent until they reached the second intersection, when Feng Qi suddenly spoke up, "Go back and pick her up."

Chu Yang glanced at the rearview mirror, catching a glimpse of Feng Qi rubbing the tip of his nose and then turning to look out the window. The man was obviously suffering from a guilty conscience. Chu Yang thought it was funny and asked, "President Feng, are you feeling guilty of something?"

Feng Qi coughed. ""No one will call you mute if you don't talk."

"OK," Chu Yang surrendered.

Soon, they reached the entrance of the old Feng manor. Instead of getting off the car, Feng Qi stayed sitting and said weakly, "Err, you call and tell her to come out."

Chu Yang took out his phone but didn't turn it on. "President Feng, will you please satisfy my curiosity? Otherwise, I won't call," he drawled as he played with his phone.

Feng Qi leaned back and closed his eyes before reaching up to pull on his necktie. He responded, "We fought last night. She wanted to go back. I locked her in her room."

"..." President Feng, you win.

Almost half a year had passed since Qingruo moved into the old manor. Although he still called her "Miss Song," Chu Yang was convinced that he would have to change the address sooner or later. Therefore, he always treated her with plenty of respect and amity.

Qingruo was the same, but for the first time, she responded to his call with a taunt.

"Didn't Feng Qi say that the one who gives in first is a dog?"

Chu Yang coughed and avoided the subject. "Miss Song, we're waiting for you outside. Would you mind coming out?"

"Yes, I would."

And with that, she hung up.

Chu Yang kept the phone in his hand as he turned around and stared at Feng Qi in speechless dismay.

"Just how on earth did you manage to anger her to this degree?" Although Feng Qi's expression had become frighteningly gloomy, Chu Yang didn't feel a shred of sympathy for him. When it came to Feng Qi, Chu Yang had to admit that Qingruo was even more patient than An Qi had been, and she was so attentive that it was scary.

More importantly, Feng Qi was willing to let her manage him. Of all the money he had won in the clubhouse this year, the amount that was saved up was enough to purchase several villas.

Chu Yang really was curious about how a fight like this could break out between them.

Completely ignoring him, Feng Qi pulled open the door and slammed it shut before stalking toward the manor entrance.

The servants in the manor had been trembling with fear the entire day, so when they saw him enter with a sullen look on his face, they all broke out in a cold sweat.

"Where's Qingruo?"

"M-Miss Song is inside."

Frowning, he landed a foot on the staircase and turned back around. "Skipped lunch?"

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