My CEO Husband Can Hear My Inner Thoughts

Chapter 8

Looking at Hei Meilu across from him whose face didn't look very good, Yi Qingju gleefully stuffed a piece of meat into her mouth.

[This brat must think I would sit next to him and then take the opportunity to do some presumptuous teasing under the table in front of Qi Weiran, the host,] Qi Weiran thought.

Qi Weiran's movements stopped for a moment, and a chopstick slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground, making a jarring sound in the empty dining room.

Yi Qingju pretended to fidget for a moment, as if wanting to stretch her leg out to pick it up, but after wrestling for half a day, her waist still didn't bend down.

[You finally got so old that you can't even hold chopsticks?]

Auntie Zhang who was standing next to them immediately squatted down to pick it up.

Ignoring the gloating voice in his ears, Qi Weiran observed Auntie Zhang's expression as she picked up the chopsticks.

It seemed there was nothing unusual under the table.

Relieved, Qi Weiran turned his attention back to his own food.

One was his wife who had control of his inheritance, and the other was the private tutor he had hired at a high price.

He would absolutely not allow something like buying a green hat to happen to himself.

There was a hint of disdain in Hei Meilu's gaze across from him.

It turned out Qi Weiran was all bark and no bite.

He couldn't even hold chopsticks properly.

As Auntie Zhang handed Qi Weiran a new pair of chopsticks, she blamed herself, "It's all because of those slippery chopsticks, the design is so bad."

Qi Xinian next to them chimed in, "Auntie Zhang, remember not to buy chopsticks from them anymore, they are too shoddy."

Even Zhang Wei, who had barely spoken a word, pushed up his glasses and said, "They are products of the Wang Group. I will tell Assistant Wan about this tomorrow to cancel our cooperation with them."

Qi Weiran nodded, his lips moved as if he was about to say something—

[The weather is cooling down, let's bankrupt the Wang Group~,] Yi Qingju thought gleefully, seemingly standing up for Qi Weiran.

Qi Weiran: "..."

"Eat," he said.

The three who were just complaining instantly closed their mouths.

Hei Meilu was confused by all this. Is this what a prestigious household is like!? They were just a pair of chopsticks, what did they do wrong?

After the meal, there was still plenty of time before lights out.

In order to demonstrate his qualifications as an excellent private tutor, Hei Meilu planned to have Qi Xinian perform some talents.

For example, reciting a poem he had just learned today.

When Qi Xinian heard this suggestion, he was very excited.

Hearing their conversation, Yi Qingju suddenly thought of a question.

Could the reason Qi Weiran dislikes this little guy be that he acts too mature?

In the orphanage where she lived when she was young, the couples who came to adopt preferred children who were cute and knew how to act coy, in addition to having basic manners.

Well-behaved children get no candy.

And this was not just a saying.

"Qi Xinian," Yi Qingju waved at him.

The moment he saw her, Hei Meilu next to Qi Xinian brightened up and said to the little guy, "Auntie is calling you, go over quickly." Then he revealed a gentlemanly smile.

Unfortunately, Yi Qingju didn't even glance at him.

Qi Xinian was a little reluctant as he walked over.

"What do you want?"

She squatted down and asked, "Are you going to show off your talents?"

Qi Xinian widened his big grape-like eyes and said angrily, "You were eavesdropping on our conversation!"

Yi Qingju didn't want to waste time and asked directly, "Do you want Qi Weiran to like you?"

Qi Xinian looked at her, as if asking back 'Isn't that obvious?'

"Then you can't recite poetry," Yi Qingju said solemnly.

The little guy frowned puzzledly, "Why not?"

Although he was young, Yi Qingju didn't want to brush him off and explained seriously, "If you perform very well, he will feel assured leaving you to Black Teacher. In the future, he would rarely come back to see you."

"Because he knows you are an excellent child who doesn't need him to worry."

Panic flashed through Qi Xinian's big eyes as he grabbed Yi Qingju's sleeve, "I don't want that."

The child's voice trembled.

Yi Qingju stroked his soft hair, "Then listen to me."

She whispered something in his ear.

Hesitation flashed through Qi Xinian's eyes for a moment as he asked in his milky voice, "Are you sure?"

Yi Qingju nodded firmly.

On the other side, Hei Meilu could only see them whispering, feeling a little sore that he also wanted to whisper sweet nothings with the beauty.

In the living room, Qi Weiran was watching the evening news.

Hei Meilu went over to tell him about his suggestion.

Seeing the little guy next to him looking at him with soft eyes, Qi Weiran nodded in agreement.

Yi Qingju also walked over, demurely lowering her head with an dependent look as she asked Qi Weiran if she could also sit in.

Since there were guests today, Qi Weiran didn't want others to laugh at him.

He nodded right away.

"Go ahead," he said in his hoarse voice that was somewhat hoarse from not speaking much all night.

The manly low voice made Hei Meilu extremely jealous.

Qi Xinian cleared his throat with both hands hanging by his sides, standing in front of Qi Weiran.

In everyone's expectant looks, he opened his mouth—

"Loving you walking the dark alleys alone—Loving your unyielding stance~ Loving your confrontation with despair without shedding a tear!"

The heart-wrenching children's voice echoed around the Qi family residence.

The one who suffered the most from this sonic attack was Qi Weiran right in front.

"....."

His hearing must be damaged now.

Raising a hand to signal the tearful Qi Xinian in front of him to stop, Qi Weiran stood up amidst this strange silence.

He walked to the stunned and shocked Hei Meilu.

An icy cold voice that was like shards of ice sounded next to his ear.

"Tomorrow, don't come anymore. I will settle today's payment with you."

Hei Meilu's face instantly turned ghastly pale.

He stretched out a hand, seemingly wanting to explain something, but the arrogance left in this body didn't allow him to do that.

Coming back to his senses from that passionate song, Qi Xinian looked at his little uncle apprehensively.

After dealing with Hei Meilu, Qi Weiran slowly turned around and beckoned to the little guy, "Come here."

Qi Xinian first glanced uncertainly at Yi Qingju who was acting as a backdrop.

Seeing her nod, he dared to jog over.

Qi Weiran stroked the little guy's soft hair, feeling a little emotional for a moment.

Not bad, at least now it was clear this child was not suitable to pursue music in the future.

"Go with me to City A tomorrow," he said.

Qi Xinian's eyes instantly lit up.

That pig of a stepmother didn't lie to him, it really worked!

Standing in the corner, amusement flashed through Yi Qingju's lowered eyes.

Little Chatterbox finally reacted: [Host, you did that on purpose to make Qi Weiran fire him!]

[But after getting rid of him, how do we get close to him again to eliminate him?]

Yi Qingju smiled slyly: [A person who got personally fired by Qi Weiran after only working as his tutor for one day, who would still dare give him work? It would only be a matter of time before someone used to spending lavishly walks down a path of no return after losing money.]

Little Chatterbox directly outputted a wave of flattery.

Thinking Qi Weiran said he was going to City A, Yi Qingju felt extremely comfortable.

Wonderful carefree days without needing to act were coming back!

"And you," the magnetic male voice suddenly said.

It caught her off guard for a moment.

Yi Qingju dumbly asked, "What?"

Over there, Qi Weiran had already turned around with the little guy, but his words gave her a huge blow to the head.

"You come along tomorrow too."