My Wife Poke Me

Around eight o'clock, He Li arrived at the house.

The maid came over to pick up the things in He Li's hands, and then respectfully said, "Miss, sir has been waiting for you and Master Xiao for a long time."

He Li nodded.

And the children of He Yao thought about all the small toys, and the calf ran upstairs and shouted, "Hey, come here."

He Baiqing just ended a phone call and heard the voice of his nephew, he pushed open the door of the study, and bent over and hugged He Yao hugged.

"Be good to eat first. After eating, I'm taking you to see the toys."

"That's good."

He Li smiled, "Brother, you are too used to him."

He Baiqing pushed open the chair and placed the child He Yao on it, rubbing his head, "After the scroll, he is the heir of the He family. I am not used to him. Who is used to him?

He Li frowned slightly as he heard this, "Brother, you are going to get married in the future."

He Baiqing was in his thirties, but he never meant to get married.

In fact, in the past few years, many ladies who intend to marry him have been rejected by him.

He Li has also urged him, but He Baiqing has spoofed the reason for saying this a few years later.

Three years have passed now, and He Boqing is still alone.

He Li also knew that talking about his older brother would be annoying, and he would not talk about him if he was not interested.

After dinner, He Baiqing took the little guy to see the toy, but it was more than eleven o'clock.

When He Li took the little guy back, it was already half past eleven at night.

At the beginning, after returning from Beicheng, He Baiqing once said that he would let He Li return to He's house, and he was very deserted at home.

However, He Li refused, and she felt that she had been married, although she had left.

But she can't bother her brother, and she should have her own life.

Putting He Yao on the bed and making sure that he was really asleep, He Li left the bedroom.

She went to the cloakroom and took a robe to wash in the bathroom.

After washing her, she lay on the bed and flipped out her phone to see if anyone sent her a message.

Sure enough, someone sent it.

It was a note sent by Yu Sichen: [Alli, this violin competition is held in Beicheng. I invite you to be a judge, will you? 】

He Li stared at the word 'North City', and fainted, without a reply.

With a ringing sound on the phone, Yu Sichen sent a message again: [If you don't want it, then I'll help you reject it. 】

He Li edited the message and replied: [No Sichen, let's go. 】

[That line, the time is set for three days later, when I will pick you up. 】

【it is good. 】

He Li also kept the movement of holding the phone unchanged, and her eyes kept staring at the message on the screen.

Some things, some people, can't just escape.

Three years have passed and she has nothing to do with him, so what are they afraid of?

-

He Li told He Baiqing about going to be a jury member of this youth violin competition.

He Boqing didn't respond much, but asked, "Are you busy with the volume?"

He Li nodded, "Yes."

"Then you go, call me if something happens."

"it is good."

-

Three days later, He Li packed his luggage and took He Yao out.

At more than nine o'clock, a black Cayenne stopped at the door of the apartment, and a man in a suit and leather shoes came down from the car.

When he saw He Li and He Yao, he smiled politely, "Ali."

He Li turned his lips to greet him, "Sichen."

Yu Sichen came to pick up the luggage in He Li's hands, and then squeezed the nose of He Yao's child, his voice was low: "Curly, do you want to uncle?"