A Sweet Wife Is Hard to Chase: The President’s Husband Loves Sweetly

After hooking up the phone, Qin Rou ignored it, picked up the whiskey bottle, poured herself half of the crystal glass again, and drank it down in one gulp.

Leaning halfway on the bar counter, leaning on his chin with one hand, his mind was full of chaos, thinking of many memories with Chi Yanfeng in the past.

One will be the sweetness of continuous multi-country vacations, and the other will be the happiness of burying notes together under the camphor tree on the back mountain of Jiangcheng University.

The more I think about it, the more my heart aches.

"Chi Yanfeng, Chi Yanfeng, you are really good."

She kept muttering, and slapped the bar hard, her heart ached so much that she wished she could just stab a knife into her heart.

Suddenly, a woman sat on the high chair beside Leng Xiaoran, with bright red lips, in her early 30s, and it was Sister Hua who was beside Leng Xiaoran.

She changed the spirits in Qin Rou's hand without a trace, and stuffed a drink into her palm.

"Drinking this heart-breaking thing for a man will only hurt you, it's not worth it."

"Give it to me." Unwilling, Qin Rou leaned over to grab it, but was pushed away by Sister Hua without a trace. "You can drink whatever I give you, don't be so disobedient, have you forgotten what the stomach bleeding was like last time?"

"What about stomach bleeding? No one will care if you die."

"Even if you don't think about yourself, you still have to think about Xiaowei. He has lost his father. Do you still want him to lose his mother?"

When Xiaowei was mentioned, Qin Rou's heart instantly softened.

There was finally a light of hope in the femininity and scarlet eyes, he stretched out his hand to rub the painful and dazed temples, and opened his eyes.

"Xiao Wei is asleep?"

"Well, I've been crying all day, and I've been looking for you, and it's useless to coax you. I may be tired from crying now, and finally fell asleep."

Qin Rou covered her face, while hating Chi Yanfeng for being cruel to her, while hating herself for being so unfeeling to Xiao Wei.

She really doesn't deserve to be the mother of this sensible and obedient child.

Seeing her like this, Sister Hua guessed the result of going to the annual meeting today.

With a helpless sigh, "I've told you many times, men are cheap, since you're back, don't rush into this moment, slowly infiltrate, there are so many memories between you and Chi Yanfeng to share, What are you in a hurry for?"

Qin Rou lay on the bar and sniffed, "I didn't stop them so fast, I still got a marriage certificate, if I slowed down, their children would have been born."

Taking out a cigarette, Sister Hua held one on her fingertips and lit it up, "Do you want it?"

Qin Rou took it and lit one.

The customers in the bar have been cleared by Sister Hua and the door has been closed, the loud music has also been turned off, and melodious and soothing music has been replaced.

Sister Hua hopes that her best friend can face emotional trauma calmly and not be so pessimistic.But she couldn't help herself, and there was only so much she could do for her.

The cigarette was lit and held between her fingertips. Qin Rou took a deep puff and looked around wonderingly, "Where's Mr. Leng?"

"After watching the video of the annual meeting, just like you, I was drinking upstairs to relieve my worries."

"Tell him to come down, the three of us have a drink together?"

People who are also heartbroken by love should hug each other to keep warm.

Sister Hua smiled and said, "He's used to drinking alone, so don't worry about him, just drink your drink."

Qin Rou was taken aback when she was drinking a drink, only to realize that it was a drink, so why did she feel that it was always sweet.

Immediately put down the glass, "Give me wine, I want wine, I want wine!"

"Have some drinks first, and then the hot food will come up and eat something. I'll give you wine after you finish eating, otherwise you won't be able to bear your appetite."

She concluded that it was absolutely impossible for this girl to eat at last year's meeting.

Qin Rou knows Sister Hua's temper, and she can only compromise, "Okay."

Push the drink aside and stop drinking.

"By the way, you are obedient." Sister Hua immediately took away the drink cups.

Not long after, the waiter in the back kitchen brought up a bowl of light pasta, Qin Rou's favorite food, and put it in front of her.

The delicious food aroused Qin Rou's greed, so she leaned over to eat.

While eating, he muttered, "Sister Hua, you said that if I didn't know you in America, what would I do now?"

Sister Hua joked, "I guess I'll starve to death on the street."

"Pfft." Qin Rou's eyes turned red, she stopped talking, lowered her head and continued to eat.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Sister Hua shook her head helplessly.

"Xiao Wei, what are you going to do? It's not good to leave it in my bar all the time. I can't have time to bring it for you every day, and you are so busy that you hit the back of your head." Besides, even if Sister Hua has time to bring it, then The child doesn't follow her at all.

Also helpless.

Qin Rou thought for a while, "After attending Dingfeng's annual meeting in the afternoon, I went to see the distant aunt I told you about last time. She has promised me to take care of Xiaowei for a while."

Sister Hua frowned, "Aunt Yuanfang? Is it reliable?"

"Really, our family used to be neighbors with them. She watched me grow up, and then moved back and separated. Although I haven't seen her for many years, she is the only person I can rely on in Jiangcheng."

"Okay." Sister Hua nodded, "Take me to see you tomorrow, I don't believe in your vision. If it is stable and reliable, it is a good thing for Xiaowei to take care of her. In our environment, it is not good. It suits her so well."

"Yeah." Qin Rou lowered her head and continued to eat the noodles in the bowl.

Night falls.

The bar can't hide the feasting, singing and dancing.

In Chi's villa, Aunt Hong has been back for a long time, and prepared a rich dinner for the children.

Several people took a bath separately, and after a good night's sleep, they all regained their vitality.

An Shuyao thought that she was going to be seriously ill, but she didn't expect that after taking the medicine and sleeping, the little stuffy nose that she had originally got better.

Oh, she is so happy.

Several people sat around the dining table and ate dinner happily, Jian Jian and Hao Xiao went back to the room to play games.

Chi Yanfeng went back to the upstairs study to busy with the backlog of work during the day.

An Shuyao helped Aunt Hong clean up the messy dining table in the living room.

When Aunt Hong saw it, she ran out of the kitchen and shouted exaggeratedly, "Mrs. Emma, ​​you don't need to do it! Of course I will do such dirty work. If I can't do it, there are servants. How can you do it?"

An Shuyao's face was full of black lines, "Aunt Hong, I'm fine, I'm not as hypocritical as you think."

"That's not okay, how can we let you do this kind of thing!"

Aunt Hong snatched the bowls and chopsticks from An Shuyao's hands three times and twice, and pushed her out of the restaurant.

An Shuyao had no choice but to compromise. After washing her hands in the bathroom, she sat on the sofa and stretched her waist comfortably.

In the financial news on TV, the heyday of Dingfeng's annual meeting is still being broadcast. Of course, the clips of her and Qin Rou's tearing up have long been cut off by the photographer.

Turning off the TV, I wanted to go upstairs, but Aunt Hong who finished cleaning the kitchen washed her hands and suddenly met her, "Ma'am, you can rest later, I want to delay you for a few minutes to talk to you."

An Shuyao smiled: "What's the matter, you said?"

The two sat on the sofa.

Aunt Hong said, "I would like to ask you for a period of time off."

This news was like a bolt from the blue to An Shuyao who was used to Aunt Hong taking care of food and drink.

But it can't be too obvious, after all, no one has ordered anything special, "It's ok, how many days do you want to invite?"

"Well, the number of days has not been determined, but the time should not be short, ranging from a week to a month, or even more..."

An Shuyao stood there stupidly, and said with a wry smile: "Aunt Hong, Jian Jian would probably faint from crying if she found out about this news."

"Alas." Aunt Hong sighed helplessly, "Actually, I don't worry about you, but my niece came back from the United States and has been busy with work. Her sixteen-month-old child has no one to take care of, please let me take care of it for a few days , I will come back when she goes back to America."

Coincidentally, Jian Jian came out of the room with a water glass in his hand, intending to drink a glass of water, but saw An Shuyao and Aunt Hong who were sitting on the sofa chatting, looking at her in unison.

She paused in her footsteps, wondering: "You don't happen to be talking about me, do you?"

This look at each other is really embarrassing.

Aunt Hong stood up, she wanted to speak slowly and simply, so that her frizzy character could go through a process of acceptance.

Unexpectedly, An Shuyao spoke bluntly, "I didn't talk about you, let's talk about Aunt Hong's leave. I thought that if Aunt Hong wasn't here, you would probably faint from crying, so you came out after talking about it."

"Ask for leave?" Simple astonished, "Why do you ask for leave? Aunt Hong, do you despise us?"

Before the man left, Jian Jian began to panic.

Aunt Hong quickly waved her hand, "No, no, why would I despise you? I like you all before it's too late. It's just that my niece returned to China and asked me to help take care of the child for a while. It's not easy for her to be alone in China. If you can’t bring it, you can only come to me, and I can’t help it, alas.”

She has been in trouble ever since she knew about this matter, and she has thought about ways back and forth, and she is absent-minded about cooking in the afternoon, but she really can't find a perfect solution except for asking for leave.

It's not as calm and independent as An Shuyao's. She simply put down her water glass and rushed to Aunt Hong's side, hugging her tightly, "Can't you think of a way to not delay the two? You just leave us like this, what about the rations for the four of us?" What to do? Are you afraid that we will starve to death?"

The corners of Aunt Hong's mouth twitched, "It should be, it shouldn't be..."

"No, no, no, you can't leave us like this!"

"However, according to Mr.'s ability, it's easy to find someone to replace me. My niece really can't find a suitable person to take care of the child. Miss Jane, madam, you should understand me as an elder."

Aunt Hong's attitude is very firm.

Seeing that Jianjian took a taxi and didn't come back for a long time, Hao Xiao also walked out of the room after pausing the game.

Seeing three women chatting in the living room, they leaned over with gossip, "What are you talking about? It's so lively."

"Woooooo, Aunt Hong is going to ask for leave." Jian Jian cried.

Not to mention simple, Hao Xiao, who was used to being taken care of by Aunt Hong, couldn't accept it, and froze in place, "Okay, why do you want to ask for leave? Is there something at home?"

Aunt Hong is of course very happy to be liked so much by everyone, but the pressure in her heart is even heavier.

"Yes, Master Hao, my niece and daughter will stay in China for a while when they come back from the United States. There is no one to take care of the child. Please let me take care of her for a while."

During this period of time, it directly poked Hao Xiao's heart.

I couldn't help muttering resentfully, "Why are there so many people coming back from the United States recently?"

Aunt Hong was helpless and continued to smile wryly.

His eyes fell on An Shuyao who had been silent all this time, hoping that she would let go.