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

"Even if you don't like Wu Na, don't make a fuss. Your elder brother Helian Quan specially asked me to arrange for her, and he also specially asked her not to find out about our arrangement."

Jiang Wensheng stretched out his index finger and tapped Jiang Zhengan's forehead.

"That is to say, in front of Wuna, I'm still a father against you, and I don't have such a good relationship with Helian Quan."

Jiang Zhengan stretched out his hand to cover the spot on his forehead that was just touched, and felt that the world of adults was too far away for him. Since He Lianquan hated Wu Na so much, why did he let his own father give her a house to live in.

Shouldn't Oona be kicked out of the apartment and watch this woman sleep on the street?

Jiang Zhengan pursed his lips, thinking that would be cool.

On the other hand, Jiang Wensheng vaguely seemed to understand what He Lianquan wanted to do, and he sighed softly.

"Sometimes I really envy you."

Silly naive.

He could almost guess that He Lianquan just wanted to watch Wuna try her best to climb up, but no matter how hard she tried, she could only slide down the wall, even if her nails left deep scratches on the wall, He fell badly, but still failed to succeed.

Although I don't know how Wu Na offended He Lianquan so deeply that he used such vicious methods to deal with a woman, but Jiang Wensheng didn't think that He Lianquan's methods were cruel.

He just envied his son, who is much happier than him now that he is not yet old enough to understand these twists and turns.

Hearing Jiang Wensheng's sigh, Jiang Zhenqian hurriedly hugged his arm and shook it. He had never been so close to his father since he was a child. Now that the seal was released, he almost looked like a child who hadn't been weaned yet. Just like children, they depend on Jiang Wensheng tightly.

"Father, when will Mommy come back?"

After chatting with Jiang Wensheng for a while, Jiang Zhenqian blinked and asked.

Even Jiang Wensheng's hands trembled. Jiang Zhenqian almost never asked such a question in front of him before.

Jiang Zhenqian's eyes were full of expectation. Ever since the misunderstanding with his father was resolved and the relationship improved, he was looking forward to his family's family relationship becoming as happy as other people of the same age.

Perhaps it was because the change in the relationship between him and his father came so suddenly and harmoniously that it hardly made Jiang Zhenqian uncomfortable, so now Jiang Zhenqian raised his expectations for his mother again.

Maybe after his mother came back, as long as he worked hard, the relationship between him and his father would become better.

At that time, even if I went out, I could puff up my chest in front of other children, saying that his family relationship was also very good.

Instead of being a child that no one loves and no one loves like before.

But even Jiang Wensheng couldn't answer Jiang Zhenqian's question. The relationship between him and Jiang Zhenqian's mother actually started from the family marriage.

Just like any couple in the world who was forcibly matched because they were well-matched, he and Jiang Zhenqian's mother had no relationship foundation, and they didn't even know each other very well before they got married.

After the two got married, they just cooperated to give birth to the child Jiang Zhenqian. His mother is also very independent, and she doesn't want to just stay at home as a housewife or a noble lady, but also works outside.

It's really hard for him to say.

But looking at his son's eyes full of expectation, he bit his lip, and after sending his son aside for a while, he called his wife.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered. The woman's voice rang through the receiver with a trace of imperceptible fatigue, and the voice was a little ethereal.

"What's wrong? You seldom contacted me before. Is something wrong with Xiao Jiang?"

Perhaps it was because his relationship with Jiang Zhenqian had improved now, so Jiang Wensheng subconsciously stood in Jiang Zhenqian's position, feeling a little bit dissatisfied with his wife.

"Can I call you only if something happens to my son? Don't forget that we are a legal couple. "

There was a light and quick laugh on the phone, and Jiang Wensheng frowned.

"Now that the child has grown up, he just asked when you will come back. It seems that he misses you very much."

After all, she is a mother. Jiang Zhenqian's mother Xiao Han usually misses her son when she is outside, but she had already discussed with Jiang Wensheng about Jiang Zhengan's upbringing when her son was born. Can't divorce, but the relationship is not very good.

Jiang Zhengan was still mainly raised by Jiang Wensheng.

Xiao Han was silent on the phone for a while.

"He's never been like this before." The voice on the other side of the phone rang after a while, and there was a trace of melancholy in the voice.

During the period when Jiang Zhenqian grew up, it happened to be the most fierce stage of her hard work. In addition, her business scope was basically in other provinces, so she ignored the growth of her son.

When she realized later, Jiang Zhenqian had become not very close to her, so she could only swallow the pain in her heart silently, after all, it was her own fault.

Since then, she has done a lot of charity, mainly for those homeless children living in poverty. Looking at the eyes of those children full of expectation and dependence, she sometimes thinks of Jiang Zhengan, who is not very close to her.

But now she actually heard the news from Jiang Wensheng that Jiang Zhenqian missed her. Although she still had some unfinished business in her hands, she still had the idea of ​​going back to meet him immediately.

However, when she was talking to Jiang Wensheng, she was used to business affairs, so she just coughed lightly and said that she would arrange the time as appropriate, so she hung up the phone.

Jiang Wensheng looked at the display screen of the hung up phone, tightened his grip on the phone, and his eyes were blurred.

In fact, he still wanted to say something just now, but he didn't say it.

Now that he is older, he actually envies the harmonious life of couples in other families.

In fact, when he married Jiang Zhenqian's mother, Jiang Wensheng was not uninterested in her, but just like the mistakes Jiang Wensheng made when communicating with Jiang Zhengan, the young Jiang Wensheng had no relationship with himself at all. The consciousness of getting along with a good girl.

In addition, Jiang Zhenqian's mother is also strong by nature, unwilling to restrict her ability just because of marriage, so she took the initiative to propose a marriage model of non-interference when she thought she was not interested in her, especially after giving birth to a child. Just take care of your body and start going out to work hard.

Jiang Wensheng originally wanted to wait for a while and have a good talk with Jiang Zhenqian's mother, but he didn't expect to wait until now.

Clearing up the past suspicions with Jiang Zhenqian gave Jiang Wensheng a lot of confidence. Since he can clear up the previous misunderstanding with his son, there is no reason why he can't be with his wife...

Thinking of this, Jiang Wensheng simply forgot about Wu Na.

But Jiang Zhenqian has already started planning to play with Zhen Jiabao and the others at this time. He still remembers that he had heard before that the reason why He Lianquan and Zhen Jiabao came to Yun Province was just to complete what they had to do before. thing.

And now that this matter has been done, it means that they may go back in a short period of time.

After all, Jiang Zhenqian is still young, how could he be willing?So now he and his father have just resolved the misunderstanding and are sweet, but he still spends a lot of time with his father after all.

But if Zhen Jiabao just left like this, he would not know when the next meeting would be, so after Jiang Zhenqian asked Jiang Wensheng for instructions, he happily boarded the car under the slightly melancholy eyes of his old father.

"Dad, you go back quickly!"

He smiled brightly and waved to his own father, while Jiang Wensheng arranged for the driver to stuff things into the car after a short moment of melancholy.

"I was negligent before. If you disturb their lives, you should bring some gifts."

Although Jiang Zhengan wanted to say that they don't need to care about these red tapes at all, but after thinking about it, it's not a bad thing to bring them things, anyway, his father is rich.

So Jiang Zhenqian squinted his eyes and smiled as he watched the driver move things into the car one after another. He was not satisfied until the trunk was full and the back seat of the car was full of gifts.

"Then let's go!"

Jiang Zhenqian hummed and asked the driver to drive, while Jiang Wensheng stood at the door of the villa, and returned after a while.

It's true that the son can't help his father when he grows up. Don't think that he didn't see the little expression on his son's face when the presents were being carried to the car one after another just now.

Now that he has even learned how to help outsiders get wool from his own father, it is really promising.

In a certain high-end apartment in Yun Province, Wuna, who had been huddled on the carpet all afternoon while wearing a blanket, finally moved her body, and immediately felt that almost half of her body was numb.

She tried to stand up, but fell halfway.

She once brought a glass down when she was mad, and the fragile glass shattered on the ground under great force. When she fell to the ground, she happened to press her hand on one of the glass shards, and blood flowed immediately As noted.

It was really unlucky to drink cold water and stuff her teeth. Wuna frowned and raised her hand, and then endured the pain to pull out the glass shard that had been inserted into the wound.

It seemed that the nerves were stimulated by the blood, she forgot to disinfect and stop the bleeding for herself, but looked at the bleeding wound nervously for a long time, until the wound stopped bleeding by itself, and then went to the kitchen with her injured hand .

She turned on the faucet in the kitchen, put the wound that had dried up and rinsed it, and the wound that had just solidified started to ooze blood again. She stood there with a cold face as if she couldn't feel the pain.

After an unknown amount of time, when the edge of the wound on her hand was white and swollen, Wu Na finally came out of the kitchen, took out the medicine box and began to apply medicine to herself.