Husband, don't play by the rules

A coquettish laugh came from behind, and she knew it was Chen Ajiao without turning her head.

"Hehe, Song Yihe, you went to the bathroom just now, you almost fell into it, didn't you, you didn't see me, and you almost called 110 to get you. You are so unreliable in your words!"

A deep voice said coldly: "What's the matter? Wait, you can go here first. I am not a person who has nothing to do every day. I just wait for you to play with you."

The woman said with obvious coquettishness: "I know that love at first sight is not. I knew you a long time ago, and I didn't go to the United States? I'm in love, so you have to understand her heart!"

The woman's words became more and more embarrassing, and finally dripped out.

Gu Xiaoxi walked to the elevator entrance and waited for the elevator to come up. They just walked to the special elevator, and when they walked in together, Gu Xiaoxi's eyes drifted away. The woman buried her head on Song Yihe's chest, and hugged him tightly with both arms. That thin waist, the whole person seems to be hanging on his body, really like being in love.

Gu Xiaoxi's heart that had been prepared for a long time still twitched, and then twisted violently. This feeling was really not the same as when Feng Zeyu broke up.

At that time, Feng Zeyu's pain was just pain, and the pain was easy to bear, but now it made her go crazy, and it was really too difficult to suppress a crazy feeling.

Her face was pale, and she returned home limply.

If life kept challenging her, she had to accept it.

She did not meet the challenge with a silent attitude.

She silently moved her family back to City A where she swore she would never come back, but she had to swallow her vow with water.

She doesn't use tears anymore, now she knows that tears are useless, it is better to moisten her heart with water.

The daughter came to City A and was admitted to the best children's hospital.

why not?This is the most benevolent item of Mrs. Song. It would be a pity not to use it. For the sake of the child, she is willing to let her climb down the ground and be used as a horse.

"Ma Ma, will my sister die?"

The little face at nine o'clock seems to be much more mature than children of the same age, and the children from poor families have long been in charge of the family, that is, her family.

"No, who said that my sister will die. You should pay attention to exercise and exercise your body so that your mother doesn't worry about it."

Gu Xiaoxi looked at her son lovingly.

Nine o'clock nodded sensible.

A trace of desolation flashed across Gu Xiaoxi's heart, the child's success was clearly a man-made disaster, it was useless for her to blame anyone, but every time she thought about it, she felt a kind of resentment in her heart, and she couldn't tell who she hated.

Do you hate Song Yihe?She was worried that the golden cage of the Song family would trap him to death, and now she was worried about his health even in her dreams.

The Song family really placed high hopes on him at all costs.

I can't hate anyone now.

"My sister will be fine. Let's go to see her today. She must be much better."

She comforts her son.

The son is now too concerned about his sister's body, so he doesn't think about eating and drinking, so his body is not good.

"Mama, I don't want my sister to die, I want her to live."

Gu Xiaoxi looked happy, and said to his son: "My sister may be fine today, and I will play with you when I go."

After all, the son is a child. He looked at his mother with trusting eyes, and his happy little face was dyed red.

As soon as Gu Xiaoxi came to the ward, her daughter was really sitting there obediently waiting for her. The first thing she saw was a cheerful cry: "Mom, I'm going to cry when I think about you at ten o'clock."

Gu Xiaoxi hugged her daughter, tears of heartache rolled in her eyes.

The daughter is dressed in red, and her favorite color at this time is red.

"What do you do at ten o'clock every day?"

Seeing her daughter's aggrieved face, she was about to cry, and asked her something to divert her attention.

"Ten o'clock, do you miss brother?"

At nine o'clock, I raised my head and looked at my sister.

"I miss Grasshopper, Ma Ma, I don't want to be in the hospital anymore, I want to go home."

"My daughter will go home if she wants to go home, and dad will take you home right away."

Before Gu Xiaoxi could leave, her daughter cried out happily: "Yaoyou, I miss you."

That slender man, with a breezy body, snatched his daughter domineeringly, which fully proved that the daughter belonged to him.

As soon as he got short, he picked up his son with the other arm.

At this moment, he looked at the two children, and his heart was almost overflowing.

He walked out with the child in his arms, and kissed his daughter happily on the father's face.

Gu Xiaoxi came to the medical office with a heavy heart.

In her daughter's ward, the doctor said that she had something to come to the office.

As soon as she arrived, the doctor said politely to her with a smile on his face: "Mom, please sit down at ten o'clock."

Her heart lit up, thinking that there must be some good news.

In the end, what made her discouraged was: "Mom at ten o'clock, the illness at ten o'clock is still stable for the time being, and needs to continue to be observed and treated."

She complained inwardly, was she so happy with the news? It didn't solve the actual problem at all.

She didn't listen to what the doctor said in the rest of the time.

In the end, she politely forgot what she said to the doctor.

The daughter came home again, and the house started to be lively, and the mood at nine o'clock seemed to be much better.

The relationship between the two children makes Gu Xiaoxi sometimes really have to think about whether the two children are like one, with one wilting and the other following.

She was really anxious in her heart. No one could experience this kind of anxiety and suffering. She didn't know what kind of mood Song Yihe was in. Anyway, the less anxious she became, the more anxious she became.

One morning, as soon as she went to work, she had to be notified to go to the lobby on the first floor at ten o'clock in the morning to meet the arrival of the new president.

She was startled, what happened?Recently, Song Yihe has not been seen for a few days.

Such an anxious heart made her feel like she had nowhere to hide from her anxiety.

She went online to search for information, but she didn't find anything. She wanted to ask her, but she always felt something was wrong. Ms. Chen put herself here just to put herself under her nose, and she knew that something was going wrong.

Let's hold on to that beating heart.

At ten o'clock, the sun shines into the lobby through the company's huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and the company's employees are standing on both sides.

One by one stood nervously and seriously.

Gu Xiaoxi sighed softly, revealing her restless inner world.

Qiao Na gave her a contemptuous look. She met Qiao Na's eyes, and then lowered her eyes expressionlessly. The old woman who cannot get married now has mental problems and should see a psychiatrist.

Qiao Na's heart is exactly the opposite of hers. She just wants to marry a wealthy family for the rest of her life, even if she is a mistress.

Gu Xiaoxi just wants to live a stable and mediocre life and is satisfied.

God is teasing people, you wanted to open this window, but he opened that door for you.

The sound of a car's flute broke Gu Xiaoxi's thoughts. She raised her head and turned to look at the door.

A lean figure appeared at the door, and her heart moved slightly.

Because she is afraid to see that similar face now, her heart will hurt.

Although people under the strong sunlight couldn't see the face of this person clearly, she knew who it was from the handsome figure - Song Jinghe.

He came, and walked past her on the red carpet with an air of arrogance and indifference.

The general manager of the company and other upper management went up to greet them one by one. He just nodded indifferently, with a kind of indifference and alienation between his brows. The two brothers really resembled each other very much.

What she thought of was Yihe and her ten o'clock.

his marrow...

"Hello, President!"

All bowed and bowed to him.

It was just a welcoming ceremony, so everything ended relatively quickly.

The new official took office with three fires, so everyone put into work cautiously.

Gu Xiaoxi continued his work.

Now her task is heavier than before, which is appointed by Ms. Chen, asking her to be the director of architectural design and daily chemical.

Probably felt that otherwise it would not be enough to offset the salary she gave.

On the northwest side.Songjia has really occupied a large market, and the construction aspect has received one order after another.

The design work is very heavy, and she devotes herself to her work as soon as she arrives every day.

Now her new task is the development of a new urban area.

She began to enter research on religious beliefs and climate, people's income customs and so on.

At work, someone came to inform her, and the president asked her to come over.

As soon as she passed by, someone stood up and said to her respectfully: "Miss Gu, the president is already waiting for you."

She nodded politely to the man.

Pushing the door open, he went in, stood at the door, nodded to Song Jinghe, and called respectfully: "President, what's the matter?"

"It doesn't seem like I can't call you, does it?"

That person's voice is very similar to Song Yihe's, maybe the frequency of the two people's voices is the same.

But the voice is gentle.

"What is the president talking about? The president told me to be on call."

A slight smile appeared on her face.

"Oh, it's true. If I tell you, you can do whatever you want if you don't come?"

Why does this sound like a certain flavor.

Her face flushed slightly.

She lowered her head and thought for a long time, and finally asked softly: "Where did Yihe go?"

Song Jinghe's charming beautiful eyes stared at him for a while, and then said in a dark tone: "You care about him so much, you don't need to care about him, he can be said to be prosperous now, and now he is the leader , stop doing business, and will soon give the Song family glory to their ancestors."

Gu Xiaoxi could also hear the obvious teasing in his words.

"Well, I said work."

She had to correct it again.

"Yeah, I also said work!"

It made Gu Xiaoxi even more embarrassed, as if her mind was full of lewd thoughts.

"It's almost time to get off work." He glanced at the watch on his wrist.

Then he said to her in a strong tone: "Take the children and go to Song's house for lunch at noon today. My dad is celebrating his birthday."

Gu Xiaoxi suddenly remembered that the old man once said that he was going to celebrate his birthday, and he wanted to take his two children there, and he wanted to show off his two grandchildren.

She hesitated for a moment, her face turned pale, she turned her face to the side, and said softly: "It's better not to go!"

"Of course I'm going. I'll tell you to go. What are you afraid of? I'll take care of everything."

His gentle tone was very firm, giving people a strong support.