Marriage is exciting: Huo Shao spoils his wife as soon as possible

Dawei followed Huo Jinming in two or three steps, but Huo Jinming didn't say much.

It wasn't until the two of them entered the CEO's office that he glanced at Dawei, "What do you say?"

"As the president expected, she just asked me why you went out again, and I complained to her as you ordered."

Dawei whispered, "President, will Jiang Yanwan really do it?"

If Jiang Yanwan didn't do anything, it would prove that their previous guesses were all wrong.

Huo Jinming remained silent, and looked down at Dawei. Dawei knew that he was talking too much, so he quickly closed his mouth.

His fingers kept tapping on the table, as if he was thinking about something else.

After a long time, Huo Jinming finally opened his mouth.

"Go home and see Madam."

He ordered in a low voice, "Madame's leg injury is just right, you show her this card, just say I gave it to her, and let her buy some supplements and clothes she likes."

"If Madam asks what I'm doing, just say, I'm going to see Gracilaria."

Huo Jinming looked at Dawei quietly with his deep eyes, "How should I put it, I don't need to teach you."

"Yes, don't worry, President."

Dawei took the card, walked out of the office, and went straight to the parking lot.

On the way to the parking lot, Dawei's mind was always thinking about this matter.

Is the president trying to let his wife know that he is jealous?

Or do you want to let Madam know his movements and let Madam take action?

Unable to understand what Huo Jinming was thinking, Dawei scratched his head in a daze.

Forget it, as long as he does his job well.

When Dawei arrived at the villa, Jian Yao was sitting in front of the window practicing calligraphy, the brush was quietly held in her hand, her profile was quiet and beautiful, with a taste of the tranquility of time.

Xiao Yuchen hadn't finished school yet, and Li's mother was holding ink for Jian Yao.

Glancing at Dawei who was let in by the concierge, Li Ma put down the inkstone in her hand with a smile.

"Hey, Assistant Wang is here, what's the matter?"

Assistant Wang is Dawei's honorific name. His real name is Wang Wei, but everyone is used to calling him Dawei, and only those who respect him will call him Assistant Wang.

Hearing his name, Jian Yao put down the brush in her hand.

The stroke that hadn't been finished was interrupted at this moment and turned into a waste product.

"I'm disturbing my wife's handwriting practice."

Dawei said softly to Jian Yao, "The president asked me to do something. I have to come. Madam, I'm really sorry for ruining your handwriting just now."

"nothing dealing with you."

Jian Yao said in a low voice, "What are you doing here, is there something wrong?"

She has practiced Yiyi Shun for a long time, and she was about to succeed just now. Although she was a little unhappy when Dawei interrupted her, she would not care about such trivial matters.

Just wait and write.

Seeing that she was not in a good mood, Dawei didn't dare to delay, quickly took out the black card from the bag and put it in front of Jian Yao.

"This is?"

"This is what the president asked me to send to you."

Dawei said respectfully, "Ma'am, the president told me to give you this card. Your leg injury is just right. If you want to buy any supplements or clothes and jewelry, you can use this card to buy."

"Why did you give me the card again?"

Jian Yao said suspiciously, "The black card does not limit consumption. I already have two, and I can't spend all the shopping on one. That's good, give me another one."

Dawei smiled, "Ma'am, this is the CEO's concern for you, and I'm afraid you won't spend enough money."

Seeing his modest smile, knowing that he was using money to do things, Jian Yao shook her head lightly, and put the black card in her bag.

Dawei smiled along with him, got up and was about to leave, but seeing that he was about to leave, Jian Yao stopped him again.

"What has your president been doing lately?"

Finally mentioned Mr. Huo.

The stone in Dawei's heart fell to the ground, and he turned around with a smile, "I didn't do anything, the president said he was going to Qingshan Hospital to see Jiang Li, and said that her life in the hospital was very hard."

Gracilaria?

Suddenly mentioning this name, Jian Yao's heart shrank severely.

She will never forget Jiang Li. If Jiang Yanwan impressed her deeply and let her know that sisters should not be trusted, then Jiang Li is the one she feels a little guilty about.

She was the one who took away what Jiang Gracilaria should have.

However, she will not repay Jiang Li in a foolish way. At this point, Jian Yao only has Xiao Yuchen in her heart.

Whether Jiang Li will retaliate against her, she doesn't know, but she feels guilty and guarded against Jiang Li in her heart.

"Oh, I know."

Jian Yao nodded indifferently, "You go, I'm going to continue practicing calligraphy."

Seeing that she didn't say much about other things, Dawei didn't dare to ask more, so he could only retreat respectfully.

Jian Yao picked up the brush next to her again and began to write. She couldn't write well in a smooth stroke, so she wanted to practice more.

But no matter how she wrote it, her heart just couldn't calm down.

What happened back then kept reappearing in front of her eyes. Jiang Li was lying in a pool of blood on the ground, looking at her viciously, which made her feel cold all over.

Huo Jinming went to see Jiang Li, did he still have old feelings for Jiang Li?

Or did he simply feel that he owed Jiang Li and just wanted to make up for her?
"Tear."

There was an ear-piercing rubbing sound from the paper, and Jian Yao suddenly came back to her senses, secretly startled.

She used the tip of a Langhao brush to draw a huge hole in the rice paper that was still in good condition just now.

The cracked mouth silently faced her, as if mocking silently.

"Madam, if you're not sure, don't write."

Li Ma persuaded from the side, "Madam's heart is uncertain, so she should take a good rest. This smooth stroke does not mean that you can practice successfully if you practice."

Hearing her persuasion, Jian Yao put down the brush in her hand.

"understood."

She sighed softly, "It's a pity, I can't practice well after all."

What happened to Jiang Li was too disturbing for her, so she still didn't want to think about it.

Seeing Jian Yao sitting on the chair next to her lost in thought, Mama Li shook her head slightly.

She still has the president in her heart, otherwise, she wouldn't be so sad.

In the courtyard of the Huo family's old house, Jiang Yanwan walked on the cobbled road with Song Guiqin on her arm, full of worries.

"What's wrong with you?"

Song Guiqin asked curiously, "Usually you are always smiling when you accompany me. It is rare for you to be so frowning. Is there something on your mind?"

Awakened by her words, Jiang Yanwan sighed.

"I have nothing."

She whispered, "Brother Jin Ming has been visiting my sister for the past two days, and I also took the time to go to Qingshan Hospital to see her. She is recovering well now, and her spirit is much better."

"No matter how well he recovers, he is still a useless person."

Song Guiqin said dissatisfiedly, "No matter how many doctors can do anything about Jiang Li's leg, it can't be cured at all. What are you still worried about?"

"Not worried."

Jiang Yanwan pursed her mouth slightly, "Auntie, I'm always worried."

"You just care too much about Jin Ming."

Song Guiqin rubbed her hair, "Don't worry, your aunt knows what's on your mind, and she won't make you wait."