Warm Marriage 100 Points: Sweet Wife, Please Be Good

After Qi Han saw Qi Jingchen at the school gate after school, he was really as happy as Zhong Jiaqi thought, the smile on his face was warmer than the sun, and he didn't even have time to say goodbye to Wen Qi, so he He rushed to Qi Jingchen's side.

"Dad, why do you have time to pick me up today?"

Qi Jingchen rubbed Qi Han's hair: "The company has nothing to do today, so I can pick you up early after get off work, why, are you unhappy to see me?"

"Of course I'm happy. I thought you had a fight with your mother last night?"

Zhong Jiaqi's heart beat faster, she didn't expect Qi Han to be so sensitive.

Qi Jingchen patted Qi Han's shoulder lightly: "Don't think about it, we didn't quarrel."

Qi Han also smiled and said: "Looking at what you look like now, it doesn't look like you are arguing anymore, so I can feel relieved."

"A child, what do you do when you learn to speak like an adult?"

After Qi Han got into the co-pilot, he said, "Dad, let's have hot pot outside tonight, shall we?"

"Hanhan, grandma must have already prepared dinner today, shall we have hot pot together tomorrow?"

Qi Han said sensiblely: "Okay, let's go home for dinner today."

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After dinner, Qi Jingchen took the initiative to say, "Jiaqi, let's take a walk in the yard."

In front of Qi Han and Zhong's mother, Zhong Jiaqi couldn't refuse Qi Jingchen either.

Qi Jingchen took Zhong Jiaqi's hand and walked slowly in the yard.

"Mr. Qi, should you go back to Qi's house? After a while, it will be late again."

Qi Jingchen looked at Zhong Jiaqi aggrievedly: "Jiaqi, I didn't have dinner with you last night, Hanhan already thought we had a quarrel, if I go back to Qi's house today, do you really think Hanhan won't think about it? "

Zhong Jiaqi felt that Qi Jingchen was really accurate in pinching her seven inches, knowing that she didn't want to make Qi Han sad, she always threatened herself with Qi Han.

Reluctantly, she stretched out her hand and tapped lightly on Qi Jingchen's chest: "Qi Jingchen, you really eat me to death!"

Qi Jingchen put his arms around Zhong Jiaqi's waist, lowered his head and put his forehead on Zhong Jiaqi's forehead: "I was also eaten to death by you."

Qi Jingchen's eyes were too gentle, looking extremely disdainful under such a beautiful night, Zhong Jiaqi felt her heart beat a little faster.

She couldn't help but look away first.

"Then you can stay here tonight!"

Qi Jingchen knew that Zhong Jiaqi's heart had softened, and took advantage of this opportunity to quickly ask, "Then can I sleep in our bedroom? Otherwise, I'm worried that Hanhan will find out."

What Qi Jingchen said clearly meant that Zhong Jiaqi had to agree to what he said. Zhong Jiaqi stared into Qi Jingchen's eyes angrily, but no matter how angry she was, she could only nod and agree, but fortunately, Qi Jingchen didn't make any further demands. Come.

When I first met Zhong Jiaqi, Qi Jingchen felt that Zhong Jiaqi was like a little hedgehog, who likes to put up all the words on his body when facing strangers, so as to scare away those who have bad intentions, but now , he felt that Zhong Jiaqi was more like a kitten, who would show her softest side in front of people she recognized.

But if the cat blows its fur, it is difficult to coax, so Qi Jingchen always stops before Zhong Jiaqi gets angry.

Qi Jingchen gently squeezed Zhong Jiaqi's hand: "Don't worry, I will definitely do nothing. I will exercise my rights as a husband after you calm down."

Zhong Jiaqi naturally understood what rights Qi Jingchen was talking about, and she immediately blushed: "Don't talk nonsense."

Zhong Jiaqi said that she couldn't easily forgive Qi Jingchen, but she still let Qi Jingchen hold her hand and walked around the yard.

It wasn't until Zhong's mother reminded them not to stay in the yard too late that they would easily catch cold, that Qi Jingchen led Zhong Jiaqi back to the room.

After going to bed, Zhong Jiaqi deliberately put a distance of [-] centimeters between herself and Qi Jingchen, and when Qi Jingchen was about to put her arms around her waist, she coldly reminded her: "You said you would do nothing, if you go back on your word, Now go to the guest room and sleep."

Qi Jingchen smiled helplessly: "I'm worried that you won't be able to sleep."

Zhong Jiaqi said arrogantly: "Who do you think can't sleep?"

Qi Jingchen had no choice but to withdraw his hand: "Okay, I won't move, we'll just sleep like this, it's okay."

Thinking of Qi Jingchen lying beside her, but she couldn't feel the familiar temperature and smell of mint, Zhong Jiaqi's heart felt empty and a little uncomfortable.

She tossed and turned on the bed, struggled for a long time, but still couldn't fall asleep, but just now she rejected Qi Jingchen, Zhong Jiaqi was too embarrassed to ask for a hug again.

In the darkness, Qi Jingchen raised the corners of his lips and smiled faintly, he stretched out his hand and hugged Zhong Jiaqi into his arms.

"Jiaqi, I can't sleep without holding you. The wound on my head has just healed, and I still need to rest."

Zhong Jiaqi knew that without Qi Jingchen, she would not be able to sleep, so she acquiesced to Qi Jingchen's behavior.

Seeing that Zhong Jiaqi did not resist, Qi Jingchen lowered his head and kissed Zhong Jiaqi gently on the forehead.

"Good night."

Soon, Zhong Jiaqi fell asleep in the familiar embrace, and with Qi Jingchen by her side, even the dream was a little sweeter.

……

"Mr. Mu, can I treat you to a meal?"

"Why?" Mousse asked lightly.

"I haven't had a chance to thank you about the warehouse, and the project of Jingshi Liquor Industry. I know that without your help, I can't talk about it."

"No need, I did this for Jiaqi, and it has nothing to do with you." Mousse said bluntly.

Zheng Xinyu reached out and touched her nose. Even if Mousse disagreed, she still had to see Mousse. If she didn't say something, it would only haunt her for the rest of her life.

"I know you are doing it for Sister Jiaqi, but I am the one who benefits in the end, so I must thank you very much."

Mousse said helplessly, "It's really not necessary."

"Mr. Mu, I'm downstairs right now, and I'll wait for you to get off work." Zheng Xinyu plucked up the courage to say the last sentence, and immediately hung up the phone.

Mousse held the mobile phone with only a blind tone left, and smiled helplessly. He couldn't let a girl wait downstairs in the company, so he could only put down the documents in his hand, picked up his suit jacket and went downstairs.

Zheng Xinyu did not sit in the lobby, but stood alone at the entrance of the company, even more straight than the security guard next to him.

Zheng Xinyu didn't expect Mousse to appear so soon, and looked at Mousse with a bit of astonishment in his eyes.

Mousse smiled helplessly: "Didn't you say you wanted to invite me to dinner?"

"Yes, Mr. Mu, what do you want to eat?"

"Just call me Mousse from now on. Let's eat hot pot. I haven't eaten it for a long time."

Zheng Xinyu still looked at Mousse blankly.

"What's wrong?" Mousse asked suspiciously, "Did you regret inviting me to dinner so soon?"

Zheng Xinyu waved her hands anxiously: "No, no, I just didn't expect you to like hot pot."

Mousse didn't say anything more, took Zheng Xinyu to the parking lot, and drove to his favorite hot pot restaurant without asking for her opinion.

Zheng Xinyu looked at Mousse's steamed meat and said, "Thank you very much for helping the boutique transportation so much. Jingshi Liquor is the first business of boutique transportation. I know that if it wasn't for your face, Lin Jing will not give this project to the boutique transportation."

"You have already said these words on the phone just now, and I have already come to eat this hot pot meal. After this meal, you should not take these things to heart."

Zheng Xinyu rubbed her hands nervously.

Mousse smiled and asked: "Am I that scary? Why do you feel like you are nervous? You have been rubbing your hands from the company to the hot pot restaurant. If you keep rubbing like this, your hands will be useless."

Zheng Xinyu took a deep breath before saying, "Mousse, actually, this time I invite you to come out, I have one more thing to tell you."

"Speak!"

"I'm really sorry about Miss Jiang."

Mousse's face changed suddenly, and he didn't let go of the chopsticks in his hand.

"For no reason, why mention Wenwen?"

Zheng Xinyu was frightened by Mousse's face, her eyes turned red all of a sudden, and her voice began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Back... back then, if...if I hadn't given the certificate...the evidence to Ms. Jiang, she...wouldn't have been targeted by those people."

When Zheng Xinyu said these words, she didn't dare to look into Mousse's eyes at all. She didn't want to see his hatred for her in Mousse's eyes.

Mousse smiled coldly: "This matter has nothing to do with you, the person responsible has already paid the price."

Mousse's hand was firmly held, and only when he thought that Xiao Feng was dead did he feel a little better.

"But...but..."

"There's nothing wrong with it. Wenwen did all this for Jiaqi. Even if she did it again, she would still do it. And it's all Xiao Feng's fault."

Zheng Xinyu could feel the mixed hatred in Mousse's heart. She raised her head and looked at Mousse cautiously, but she didn't dare to look at him again. Mousse's eyes were scarlet. Zheng Xinyu had no doubt that if Xiao Feng hadn't died Otherwise, Mousse would definitely rush to Xiao Feng now and strangle him to death.

"If I had been braver..."

Before Zheng Xinyu finished speaking, Mousse gave her a cold look: "I have already said that this matter has nothing to do with you, if you want me to comfort you by saying this, I can't do it, I will Not in the mood right now."

Throwing down these words, Mousse turned around and left. If possible, Mousse also wanted to scar Zheng Xinyu. For him now, it would be much easier to have someone he could hate, but he knew in his heart that Jiang Wenwen's death was not enough. Zheng Xinyu was to blame, and Jiang Wenwen certainly didn't want him to blame others for Jiang Wenwen's death.

Mousse couldn't blame Zheng Xinyu, but he didn't have the energy to comfort her either. All he could do was leave.