There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

After all, standing in Zhen Jiabao's position, Lu Xue would also feel that she had been slighted. After all, He Lianquan was still in the stage of getting Zhen Jiabao's forgiveness, so she gave up halfway for no reason...

Lu Xue covered her face.

"If Sister Jiabao is really angry, what should I do?"

Uncle Ji's face was dark and dark, and he raised his head and looked into the distance.

"Naturally, we have to find a way...Even if NICK can't enter the villa, can't others."

Listening to Uncle Ji's words, Lu Xue tilted her head and thought for a while, then her eyes lit up.

The next day, Zhen Jiabao was still sitting on the sofa in the living room with an elegant posture, basking in the sunlight that had lost most of its power coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, while drinking a cup of mellow black tea, a small mixed cashmere blanket was placed on his lap , end is a group of extravagance.

Xin Ya, who routinely came to care about Zhen Jiabao as before, exclaimed when she saw Zhen Jiabao like this.

"How about saying that after a woman becomes a lady, her temperament will change. Look where you have such a dignified look before."

After Xin Ya entered the villa, she pretended to sit on the sofa, imitating Zhen Jiabao's posture, although she was somewhat deliberately coy.

Little did they know that Zhen Jiabao was just in a daze just now, but seeing Xin Ya's pretentious appearance, she was still a little puzzled.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhen Jiabao laughed, and put his hand warmed by the black tea on Xin Ya's calf, lightly touched it, but Xin Ya took advantage of the situation and grabbed his hand.

"Oh, oh, you have to be responsible for me! Why are you still beating people!"

It didn't take Xin Ya a few words to successfully pull Zhen Jiabao out of that empty state, and fell back into the world of fireworks, turning back into the laughing and cursing Zhen Jiabao from before.

However, there was a little bit of loneliness in her expression, Xin Ya looked at Zhen Jiabao's small face, the mysterious and mysterious eyes made Zhen Jiabao feel a little terrified.

"What are you looking at? Playing tricks."

Zhen Jiabao inexplicably felt that Xin Ya was looking at him just now, as if she was holding back something and couldn't say it to herself, but Zhen Jiabao subconsciously chose to escape.

It's as if he secretly doesn't want to know what Xinya is hiding from him.

Xin Ya withdrew her gaze, put her hand on Zhen Jiabao's shoulder, and said rudely to Uncle Ji who just walked over: "It's still the same as before, Ceylon black tea with New Zealand goat's milk, just mix it with a cup of half sugar milk tea. "

Before Uncle Ji could reach the two of them, he was sent out again without any complaints, while Xin Ya looked at Zhen Jiabao with gossip again after Uncle Ji turned and left.

"I just think there's something wrong with you today, so stop pretending, and tell me, are you making troubles about Helian Quan again?"

Zhen Jiabao was hit on the sore spot, subconsciously retorted loudly: "What are you talking about? It's been such a long time, I wouldn't think about it..."

I don't miss him!

Zhen Jiabao said this rather hard in his heart, but he didn't say it out of his mouth.

Xin Ya teased Zhen Jiabao narrowly, and patted her on the shoulder.

"Isn't it because He Lianquan couldn't choose a gift for you these days, so you're not in such a state of mind."

Xin Ya leaned directly on the back of the sofa, picked up the TV remote control on the coffee table, and replaced the entertainment program on the TV with a long-form palace fighting masterpiece.

"If you ask me, you and He Lianquan are superfluous. Why do you have to fight back and forth? It's not good for him now, and it's not good for you here."

As if Zhen Jiabao didn't hear the mystery in Xin Ya's words, he directly snatched the remote control from her hand and exchanged it for his own entertainment program.

"You came here to watch a TV show?"

Xin Ya looked at her empty hands, and started laughing with Zhen Jiabao again, but did not continue to mention Helian Quan.

Uncle Ji was holding Xin Ya's cup of milk tea in his hand, and he stood stealthily not far away, lowering his eyes, thinking about something in his mind.

Zhen Jiabao didn't fluctuate a bit because of Xin Ya's words, she sat there and completely sealed herself as a clay bodhisattva, even though Xin Ya kept blowing the evil wind in her ears, she remained still.

"Forget it, I don't think I should worry about it, and you don't seem to care."

In the end, Xin Ya had no choice but to dejectedly stop bringing up the topic of Helian Quan in front of Zhen Jiabao. Anyway, no matter what she said, Zhen Jiabao didn't even give her a look if it wasn't a hint.

Her eyes seemed to be glued to the noisy program on TV, her pair of beautiful eyeballs did not move, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and the smile on her delicate face was as precise as if it had been set to a certain degree. And deliberately.

But at this time, Xinya obviously didn't have the intention to observe Zhen Jiabao's expression, and the frustration of not getting a response had already made her feel sorry for herself beside her. It just so happened that Uncle Ji came over with milk tea to deliver it to her, and the two took advantage of the opportunity to look at each other glance.

'This is how to do? '

Xin Ya winked at Uncle Ji, deeply feeling that she seemed to have messed up the burden that Uncle Ji had deliberately placed on her shoulders.

Uncle Ji kept paying attention to Zhen Jiabao's movement from the corner of his eyes. Compared with Xin Ya, Uncle Ji seemed much calmer.

He just smiled generously at Xinya, then raised one of his arms, and tapped the dial of the watch on his wrist with the index finger of the other hand.

Xin Ya originally thought that Uncle Ji should have other solutions, but she didn't expect that she would have to wait. Could it be that if Zhen Jiabao didn't get the hang of it, they would keep these two entangled like this?
Xin Ya looked like Zhen Jiabao hadn't had a side face with a change of expression for a long time, and felt that Zhen Jiabao seemed to have wrapped her true emotions under heavy packaging, and all that was exposed was a hard shell.

It's a pity that under this shell, I don't know how sad I feel these days.

"Speaking of which, Gu Ruiyu really has a big heart. He just watched you running towards me day and night. Those who didn't know thought that the Gu family couldn't keep you in check."

Zhen Jiabao's heart was very messy, he finally smashed a corner of the clay bodhisattva's shell, revealing a bit of vitality, but he refused to reveal the true emotions in his heart, just joking with Xin Ya .

"Don't say that. In fact, I've been coveting your chef's god. If you really annoy me, you'll give the chef to our family as a chef. I promise I won't bother you for a while. .”

Xin Ya didn't want to make fun of herself in front of Zhen Jiabao, so she answered the words casually, and then received Zhen Jiabao's eyes with peace of mind.

"You think it's beautiful. The God of Cooking is the treasure of our Xishan Villa, and it's not like your Gu family can't afford a famous chef, so why come here to grab a meal."

Zhen Jiabao put the remote control on the coffee table again, picked up his exquisite little porcelain cup, and took a shallow sip of the liquid in the cup.

"I know you can't bear to part with me, and what can you do even if you live here, it just so happens that I feel bored these days."

Xin Ya really wanted to say to Zhen Jiabao: If you really feel bored, just call Helian Quan back.

She blew on the froth on the milk tea that Uncle Ji had just served her, and then let out a comfortable sigh from her nostrils.

"But let me tell you the truth, Gu Ruiyu really won't have any objections if you see Tian'er running here."

After much deliberation, Zhen Jiabao was still uneasy, and turned her head to look at Xinya worriedly, fearing that her good best friend would have disputes with her man because of her own reasons.

Xin Ya couldn't understand, how could Gu Ruiyu's image in Zhen Jiabao's heart be so low?Puchi burst out laughing, and even wanted to call Gu Ruiyu on the spot, and then make a good laugh at him.

"What opinion can he have? Don't say you are my best best friend. I care about you as a matter of course. Even if I didn't come to you, could it be possible that he can still lock me at home?"

When Xin Ya talked about her and Gu Ruiyu, she felt like a fish in water: "Don't worry, it's not like you don't know who the Gu family is. I can't stand being bullied in the Gu family."

Since she married Gu Ruiyu, Xin Ya, who has never suffered any grievances, speaks without any ambiguity, and finally relieves Zhen Jiabao who is thinking about everything - it's not that she has never met Gu Ruiyu's parents, they are indeed a couple. A very funny and caring old man.

Thinking of Gu Ruiyu, Xinya also showed a shy expression on her face.

Don't say that she won't be bullied in the Gu family, just say that the parents of the Gu family have nothing to do with Gu Ruiyu's boss, and the "lucky" that they have been anxious to be terminated by themselves for many years is enough to make the parents of the Gu family treat their daughter-in-law almost like their son fine.

In the Gu family on weekdays, if Gu Ruiyu spoke a little louder to him, he would be taught a lesson by his mother-in-law and father-in-law, for fear that he would feel wronged. Xin Ya lived in such an atmosphere, where would there be any trouble?
On the other hand, Zhen Jiabao, her own life is already in a mess, and she still cares about herself...

Xin Ya looked sideways at Zhen Jiabao, the sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows on the other side fell on the other side of Zhen Jiabao's face, and the half of Xin Ya's side of the face was in the shadow without direct sunlight.

For some reason, Xin Ya suddenly felt that in just this short period of time, earth-shaking changes had taken place in Zhen Jiabao.

It seemed that something had flowed away from Zhen Jiabao's body... Xin Ya couldn't tell what that subtle feeling represented, but she felt that Zhen Jiabao seemed a little more lonely.

Xin Ya didn't know whether the loneliness in Zhen Jiabao was because He Lianquan hadn't been by her side during this time, or because of something else. In short, she shut up and quietly stayed by her side watching variety shows with Zhen Jiabao. Knowing that Lu Xue finished an early morning test paper and went out to get some air, she became cheerful again.

"Sister Jiabao, our school will hold a sports meeting in a few days. Although I don't go to school now, I still signed up for a few events at the sports meeting. Can you go to see it then?"