Invalid refusal to marry: the young wife downstairs is hard to serve

"What is this, take it quickly, how can this kind of thing be on our table, it looks disgusting!"

Hearing this, the little servant who was serving the dishes froze for a moment, not even knowing whether to serve the dishes in his hands.

Involuntarily, she turned her gaze to Qiao Yiqiao and... Zhan Heyan who were going downstairs.

Hesitant to speak, with a bit of coquettishness and cuteness, with a bit of shyness in the purity, what a big show!
The corners of Qiao Yiqiao's mouth slightly curled up, and she responded, leaning on the shoulder of the person next to her: "Ah, I feel so hungry that I have no energy in my body, you help me to order, I just want to eat that dish, little Cui, bring me another plate, we husband and wife will advance and retreat together!"

Well, Zhan Heyan cried out inwardly that there was nothing wrong with it, and his eyes turned cold. Of course it wasn't aimed at Qiao Yiqiao, but the little maid.

However, the little maid still thinks that Zhan Heyan thinks Qiao Yiqiao's suggestion is too strong, and her expression is even more excited. She doesn't know how to place her hands and feet, and puts down the plate with a flushed face. out of the kitchen.

Seduced like this?

If there was really someone who was not firm-willed, he would probably have followed by now. Qiao Yiqiao's temper accumulated in the past two days came out again, and he pinched Zhan Heyan's waist fiercely, and said in a vicious voice He said: "Go and fire her now, or I will never end with you!"

Zhan Heyan couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it. He seldom sat in the living room when he went home, and he always went upstairs. How could this kind of thing happen to him?
"Okay, we'll fire her right now." However, he still spoke softly, comforting in a low voice: "Let's eat first, I don't know if this can be eaten, if not, I'll find something else."

I used to eat sauerkraut when I first started to vomit. It was okay at first, but then it didn’t have much effect. When I didn’t think about what to eat next, I stopped vomiting.

The two of them originally thought that the most difficult part of this pregnancy was over, but they had just started, and the reactions in the past few days were much worse than before, with backaches, backaches, and leg cramps, and they basically had to go there every two hours. In the toilet, the sky is dark and the sky is dark.

Qiao Yiqiao didn't speak, looking at a pile of ugly things not far away, a little light burst out in her eyes, and she swallowed unconsciously.

The two big living people who were still sitting on the table were ignored.

"You...you put down the chopsticks for me, what is this, can it be eaten? Look at what's on it, what is this black thing, put it down for me, don't put your things that you can't bring on the table and say Put things in our Zhanjia!"

Qiao Yiqiao who just put it in his mouth was stunned, but it was only for a moment, and he continued to put it in his mouth with his usual expression. As soon as he took it in, it was really refreshing, sour, sour until the roots of his teeth were soft, but just now The disgusting feeling in my heart because of the big fish and meat placed directly opposite on the table disappeared.

Unable to wait, she took another sip, and after she ate it, she raised her head and looked at Zhan Heyan in surprise: "You eat it too, it feels pretty good, let's eat this for the time being, and wait for me to eat it in two days." Let’s talk about something delicious if we think of it.”

Hearing what she said, Zeng Qirou's face on the opposite side was a bit ugly, while Lin Peirong's face was already black and blue. Will this kind of inferior food appear on her dinner table in the future?

"Eat, you know how to eat. Can a child who eats this kind of food be smart?"

But Lin Peirong just said this in her heart, she knew that if she said it on the face, Zhan Heyan would probably get up with her first.

Qiao Yiqiao felt that she might be suffering from a disease, a disease that makes her happy as long as she sees the two people opposite her unhappy. This meal is the first time that she has eaten more than half a month. .

Just after eating, Qiao Yiqiao received a call from Mrs. Song before he recovered. He hoped that we could have an afternoon tea together. He was at home, and the distance between the two families was only 200 meters away. Zhan Heyan didn't worry too much. He nodded and let her go, and then went to the study to deal with official duties.

The Song family has changed a lot, and there are many immature handwritings on the living room wall. When she walked in with her waist, Xiao Guoer quickly ran over, holding a painting in her hand, with bright colors, red and blue. , looks full of life.

"Is this me?" She pointed at the back of a woman wearing a red dress in surprise, her face was full of excitement. In fact, she had already confirmed it in her heart, but she hoped to hear it from the mouths of the children around her.

As expected, Xiao Guoer nodded shyly, with a smile on her brows, bit her lip, took her hand and walked slowly to the sofa in the living room and sat down.

"I'm going to find my mother.!"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Guoer stuffed the painting into her hand and ran to the stairs.

Not long after, Mrs. Song changed her previous ladylike image and came down wearing a simple black sportswear, with a blush on her face, she must have just worked out, right?
"I thought you had to wait for a while. You seem to be in a good mood today. What's the happy event?"

There is no happy event, but there is depression.

As soon as she mentioned this, she remembered that when she just left the house, she saw that woman showing her so much courtesy to Zhan Heyan, and her heart suddenly felt sour, even worse than the sauerkraut she ate just now.

Thinking about it, she said it all, but in exchange for Mrs. Song's eyes, she said, "I think what I told you is useless. Have you forgotten what I told you last time?"

What do you say?

Qiao Yiqiao's face was full of confusion, did she say anything?Haven't they been gone for a long time?Could it be said in a dream?

This confused expression was so obvious that Mrs. Song couldn't laugh or cry, she shook her head slightly: "You, I told you last time when we went to the hot spring, how did your little brain grow, ask our little girl Guoer, she knows it all."

Just after she finished speaking, she realized that Xiao Guoer's age is not suitable for remembering these things, so she shut her mouth and stopped talking.

With her beginning, Qiao Yiqiao's thoughts flooded out like a flood that had released the gate, and now she almost remembered them all.

What did Mrs. Song say at that time?

Men are all visual animals. They say they like you. If they really see a beautiful thing, they can't help but go back and take a second look. It's like you insist on putting yourself in front of a man who loves cars like his life. More important than the car is yourself.

The man said that he likes you, but in fact, he still thinks about the car for a few minutes. Of course, it is not for you to compete with the car, but to show your advantages and express your unique side. The car can also Again, but women who never tired his eyes were rare.

Qiao Yiqiao blinked her eyes, she was still puzzled, but her eyes were too bright, and she waited for Mrs. Song to clarify her doubts. After all, people are not cars, and it may be that she feels a little confident now. When she just remembered this passage The first reaction was that if Zhan Heyan really thought about it, then she would divorce directly, and she didn't want to be wronged.

"You, you are still young, but yes, Young Master Zhan is different from our old Song. He is famously deserted in Tong City. You are blessed, but you also need to know these things, although he will not do anything physically cheating. , But if one day he gets tired of you, your marriage will be useless at that time, and there are so many women around him, won't this let them take advantage of it?"

So this clause does not apply to Zhan Heyan?
"It can be seen that Young Master Zhan has a good temper in front of you, but if a woman really starts acting up, you probably won't even think of what will happen, so what you have to do now is to restrain your temper, and when people are irritable Do you want to be by your side with an understanding Xie Yuhua, or a yellow-faced woman who only knows how to lose her temper?"

Everyone knows it is the latter, but she rejects this idea in her heart, how could Zhan Heyan treat her like this?

"Nothing is certain in this world. Men don't like hysterical women. What's the use of crying sadly? In the end, men will still choose the one who doesn't care about his flowers and plants outside. A kind and generous woman is just like the kind of big lady in ancient times."

Mrs. Song let out a cold sigh, and her expression became a lot colder. She thought so naively before, so now she can still remember that when she broke up with her first love, the other party said disgustingly: "You are very good, but you are not suitable for me. I like that kind of gentle and lovely style, and you are a bully."

And the phrase "Bawanghua" was just because she found out that the man was flirting with other women outside, so she stepped forward and slapped that woman.

"You are different. Young Master Zhan treats you wholeheartedly, but any contribution is relative. If you keep holding back your temper like this, people will get bored."

Qiao Yiqiao suddenly understood, but she couldn't generalize, because it was very simple, there was an example in front of her, when Lin Rui was abandoned, why?So man!They are all impenetrable creatures!

Because of this topic, the atmosphere between the two was a bit heavy, but fortunately Mrs. Song reacted and diverted the topic.

"We're already working on the manuscript you sent over. Huang Yuan is a very good designer. This time, there will be no problems with her. There will be a fashion week in Liguo in two months. Our The brand received the invitation, with the theme of ancient style and ancient rhyme. I want to carry forward the culture of our country, but I can’t be like other designers. The things I make are not wearable by people. We still don’t want to make decorations. gone."

Is it possible that the kind of dress that obviously cannot even be worn to a high-level banquet is made with a lot of manpower, material and financial resources just for a stunning appearance at Fashion Week?No, Jing Xin doesn't like to do this kind of prestige project, she wants to be a common but luxurious brand.

Common people can wear it no matter what kind of occasion, and they will not feel too solemn or not grand enough. Naturally, high luxury is positioned, and the shocking positioning will not change.