Reborn Sweet Wife: Quan Shao's favorite

Looking up at the girl in front of him, Huo Jingyuan's voice was full of reluctance: "I don't want to eat."

Qiao Ruoqing almost used up her patience by coaxing Huo Jingyuan to take medicine last night, and she was not a very patient person in the first place. Now that she heard Huo Jingyuan's words, the smile on her face disappeared instantly.

With her hands on her hips, she was about to lose her temper, but when the words came to her lips, she held back them again.

Huo Jingyuan is not someone else, she can't treat him the same as others.

Thus, Huo Jingyuan saw the angry little girl with her hands on her hips and her cheeks puffed out, and she suddenly let out a long breath as if she was deflated again.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Qiao Ruoqing lowered her head and didn't look at him again, her voice was muffled: "How can a man be so hypocritical..."

Her voice was actually not loud, but Huo Jingyuan still heard her clearly.

The pinnae moved, and Huo Jingyuan's usual majesty appeared between his brows, and his voice was deep and deep: "What?"

After all, Qiao Ruoqing was so guilty that she complained about the other party. Hearing Huo Jingyuan's words, she immediately shrank her neck, "It's nothing, I mean, brother Huo, you need to take medicine! If you don't take medicine, I can't explain it to Aunt Tang." Aunt Tang told me to take good care of you when she gave me the scarf yesterday! If she finds out that you don’t take medicine, she must blame me!”

Huo Jingyuan was stunned.

After a while, he asked in a low voice, "You came here because of my mother?"

"That's right." Qiao Ruoqing nodded, thinking in her heart, it should be all right.

Tang Lan knitted a scarf for her. In return, she helped Tang Lan who played cards and had no time to take care of her son to take care of Huo Jingyuan.

But her words changed in Huo Jingyuan's ears.

I didn't know why, but suddenly it seemed as if a piece had been dug out by someone.

He drooped his eyelids, took the medicine and put it in his mouth, picked up the cup and took a sip of water, and put the cup on the tea table, "Your task is completed."

The glass cup touched the glass coffee table, and the sound was a bit sharp.

I don't know if it was her own illusion, but Qiao Ruoqing felt that Huo Jingyuan seemed a little unhappy.

Carefully moving forward, Qiao Ruoqing asked, "Brother Huo, are you unhappy?"

Huo Jingyuan didn't answer, took his mobile phone and continued with his work.

Qiao Ruoqing pursed her lips, and her brows were deeply wrinkled.

She always felt that Huo Jingyuan must be unhappy.

But why?

Did she say something wrong?

Should not be!

She wanted to ask at first, but seeing that Huo Jingyuan didn't intend to answer her, she stopped asking. She honestly took the lunch box to the kitchen and cleaned it. When she came out, she saw Huo Jingyuan looking at The mobile phone, the head bobbed up and down, as if dozing off.

When she got to Huo Jingyuan's side, Qiao Ruoqing suggested softly, "Brother Huo, why don't you go to sleep for a while."

Huo Jingyuan raised his eyes, looked at her, and said nothing.

His eyelids were drooping and he looked tired.

Before, Qiao Ruoqing never thought that Huo Jingyuan would have this side, that he would be sick and tired.

She used to think that Huo Jingyuan was an iron man.

Sure enough, my own thoughts are too naive.

She sighed slightly, and persuaded again: "If you are sick, don't force yourself, go to sleep first, and it won't delay much."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Jingyuan's cell phone vibrated.

He lowered his head, clicked on WeChat, saw a screenshot of Weibo, clicked on the picture to enlarge, his face became more and more ugly.

Qiao Ruoqing had been paying attention to Huo Jingyuan's expression, and when she saw him like this, she quickly sat down, "Brother Huo, don't make things difficult for yourself, your body is more important, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Huo Jingyuan suddenly regained his energy, stood up from the sofa, turned and went back to his room.

Qiao Ruoqing was still sitting on the sofa with a dazed expression, completely unaware of what happened just now.

what's the situation?How come he reacted so well?

Why is this man like this?

She would have liked to go.

She came here to confirm Huo Jingyuan's situation. Seeing that he ate breakfast, took medicine, and went to sleep obediently, Qiao Ruoqing felt that her goal had been achieved, and she was worthy of Aunt Tang's treatment for her by leaving now. take care of.

But I feel something is wrong.

This is a patient after all, what if I feel uncomfortable later?
Huo Jingyuan is already sick now, if something happens again, she will definitely feel guilty.

So, she decided to stay here for a while, and wait for Huo Jingyuan to wake up.

Sitting alone in the living room, she felt bored and wanted to turn on the TV to watch some programs, but she was afraid of disturbing Huo Jingyuan, so she finally gave up and took out her mobile phone from her bag to check Weibo for a while.

After clicking on Weibo, she first clicked on the hot search list, and the news that ranked number one was very explosive: the female president framed her boyfriend for cheating on her own sister in order to break up with her boyfriend.

Qiao Ruoqing scratched her chin, feeling that the world is full of wonders.

How crazy is it to do such a thing?

If we want to break up, can't we just break up?Why are you doing so much detours?
Although she thought so in her heart, she was still curious. She tapped the screen with her fingertips, clicked on the hot search, and saw a Weibo post forwarded by a netizen.This relationship makes me confused, what's going on?

Looking down, Qiao Ruoqing was immediately stunned.

That netizen reposted Song Mingyuan's Weibo!
At first Qiao Ruoqing thought it was the same name, but after thinking about it carefully, no, it is impossible for the same name to appear on Weibo!
She quickly clicked on that person's Weibo, and after looking at the information, it turned out to be Song Mingyuan!

After she was reborn, she unblocked Song Mingyuan, so she didn't know that he posted on Weibo. At this moment, Song Mingyuan's Weibo copy clearly read: Ruoqing, no matter what relationship you have with that man, I forgive you You also believe in you.As for the matter between me and Ruolan, I will do whatever you want.I just want to be with you and ask for nothing.

In the pictures below, there are two photos of her and Wei Ran eating together, and one photo of her and Song Mingyuan.

It was taken after they made their marriage contract. During that time, Song Mingyuan was very warm to her and took many photos.

At that time, she was very excited, thinking that her spring was coming, and she cooperated very well.

Later, she lived a new life and deleted those photos long ago, but she didn't expect Song Mingyuan to still keep them.

And what do those words on his Weibo mean?What does it mean to forgive her no matter what relationship she has with Wei Ran?Isn't it clear that there is ambiguity between her and Wei Ran, and he is tolerant?
And the matter between him and Qiao Ruolan, what do you mean you can say whatever you want?She didn't force them to do those things!

Qiao Ruoqing felt puzzled, but still suppressed the anger in her heart, and clicked into the comment.

In the comment area, a large number of people were guessing what Song Mingyuan meant by these words. Just like what Qiao Ruoqing thought, most people thought that everything was caused by her, and some even speculated that she and Wei Ran were actually They have been together for a long time, and they don't want to take the initiative to break up with Song Mingyuan, so they plan the scandal between Song Mingyuan and Qiao Ruolan.

It is simply pointing at the deer as a horse, turning black and white!
Qiao Ruoqing was so angry that she slammed her phone on the sofa.

The phone bounced twice on the sofa, and she lay still on it. Qiao Ruoqing clasped her hands on her chest, panting continuously.

In the room, Huo Jingyuan's expression was not very good either.

As soon as the door was closed, he called Meng Zizhao. As soon as the call was connected, he asked immediately before Meng Zizhao could speak, "Is that Song Mingyuan's Weibo?"

Huo Jingyuan didn't talk much, and when he was on the phone, he was usually not the one who spoke first.

Now that he spoke for the first time, Meng Zizhao was a little surprised, and answered after a while: "Yes, I also took a screenshot of the comment section for you later, have you seen it?"

Huo Jingyuan didn't read it, but he probably knew what those people were talking about.

In short, it will not be a good word.

Not hearing Huo Jingyuan's answer, Meng Zizhao sighed, "Jing Yuan, do you still remember the bet we made last time? At that time, you swore that you helped Qiao Ruoqing only because of your aunt."

If it was because of Tang Lan, would he be able to call and ask in frustration as soon as he saw his news?
Mencius didn't believe it.

But Huo Jingyuan didn't seem to have heard his words at all. He held the phone in one hand, and pressed the other hand into a fist between his eyebrows, pacing back and forth in the room.

Meng Zizhao over there is still talking endlessly: "Song Mingyuan's Weibo is now on the hot search. Originally, Qiao Ruoqing didn't respond to it two days ago, and that incident has actually faded away, but now she It's on the cusp again, this matter..."

Huo Jingyuan frowned and interrupted him: "Remove that trending search."

Meng Zizhao was silent for a moment, "Brother, should you let Cheng Han do this? I'm not good at it!"

"If you can't do it within half an hour, you'd better not appear in front of me again in the future."

After leaving such a sentence, Huo Jingyuan hung up the phone straightforwardly.

Holding the phone in his hand, Huo Jingyuan calmed down his emotions and left the room after making sure that he would not be seen.

He didn't open or close the door much, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone.

When I arrived at the living room, Qiao Ruoqing was sitting on the sofa, staring at her eyes, with her hands folded on her chest, her face was gloomy, as if she was very unhappy.

He froze for a while, not knowing what happened.

The girl who was fine just now, why did she become like this after not seeing her for a while?
He sat down next to Qiao Ruoqing, and just as Huo Jingyuan was about to speak, the phone on the sofa rang.

Qiao Ruoqing took a look, it was Song Mingyuan calling.

She pursed her lips, moved her gaze upwards, and landed on Huo Jingyuan's face.

Huo Jingyuan was ill, and it was really not a glorious thing, she didn't want Huo Jingyuan to know.

Picking up the phone from the sofa, Qiao Ruoqing said, "Brother Huo, take a good rest. I still have something to do, so I have to go first."

Then he picked up his bag and left.

After coming out of the apartment, Song Mingyuan's phone was automatically hung up. Qiao Ruoqing got into the car, put the car key in the lock, but instead of starting the car, she called Song Mingyuan back.

Soon, the call was connected, and Song Mingyuan's voice came from the phone: "Ruoqing, why didn't you answer my call? Where are you?"

His voice sounded full of tenderness, as if he was talking to his lover.