Reborn Sweet Wife: Quan Shao's favorite

Qiao Ruoqing couldn't stand it anymore, she sighed, and put a piece of ribs into his bowl, "Okay, let's eat."

Huo Jingyuan forced a smile, and said with chattering teeth, "Thank you...thank you, wife."

Qiao Ruoqing curled her lips and said nothing.

If given a choice, Huo Jingyuan didn't want to eat it.

But he and Qiao Ruoqing had just experienced such a big conflict and almost parted ways on the road of life. At this time, he didn't want to make Qiao Ruoqing angry at all, and he didn't dare to make Qiao Ruoqing angry.

After all, some time ago, he had made Qiao Ruoqing very sad.

So, he could only put that piece of ribs into his mouth as if death was at home, and then he found... it was salty, as if it had been salted for two days and hadn't been washed before it was put into the pot...

Seeing Huo Jingyuan's appearance, Qiao Ruoqing leaned forward, "Isn't it delicious?"

Her voice was weak, as if she had no confidence, even if Huo Jingyuan really said it was not delicious, she would not do anything.

But Huo Jingyuan was reluctant.

So he swallowed the ribs in two or three, Huo Jingyuan shook his head and said, "No, it's delicious."

Then I consciously started to eat other things, and the result... either it was "sweet and sour carp" that used soy sauce as vinegar, or it was undercooked vegetables, or it was meat full of MSG...

In short, there are not many things that can be imported.

Seeing Huo Jingyuan eating happily, Qiao Ruoqing felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart, and felt a little hungry.

Picking up the chopsticks, Qiao Ruoqing said, "Is it so delicious? I'll try it too..."

"Farewell!" Huo Jingyuan pressed Qiao Ruoqing's chopsticks and said in a hoarse voice, "If you're hungry, I'll serve you a bowl of noodles."

Qiao Ruoqing was startled, and said in disapproval: "But I don't want to eat noodles, I want to eat."

Qiao Ruoqing can't be allowed to eat these things, otherwise she will doubt her life, Huo Jingyuan thought.

His brain was spinning wildly, and finally, Huo Jingyuan finally thought of a saying that fits his style without being too deliberate: "Isn't this what you specially made for me to eat? Give it to me, and I'll give it to you in a while."

Qiao Ruoqing stared at Huo Jingyuan and looked around, feeling that he was strange.

Tilting her head, Qiao Ruoqing said, "I want to eat right now."

"Then I'll go now." Huo Jingyuan said, kicked the chair away and got up to go to the kitchen.

Seeing Huo Jingyuan leave, Qiao Ruoqing just picked up a piece of pork ribs and put it in her mouth, and then...she really doubted her life.

She didn't even have the courage to chew, so she just spit it out and took two more mouthfuls of rice, trying to suppress the salty taste.

As a result, after such a grilling, she realized that the rice was not cooked at all, it was raw.

After swallowing the raw rice, Qiao Ruoqing glanced in the direction of the kitchen.

No wonder Huo Jingyuan didn't let her eat it. It turned out that she was really not good at cooking, and the food she cooked...was really bad.

But how did Huo Jingyuan eat so much of such an unpalatable thing just now?

That kind of feeling must be uncomfortable, right?

Huo Jingyuan was still boiling water in the kitchen, when suddenly his hands were wrapped around his waist, and a warm and slender body was pasted on his back.

Covering the backs of those hands with his palms, Huo Jingyuan bent his lips, "What's wrong? Are you hungry?"

"No." Qiao Ruoqing replied in a low voice.

Hearing that Qiao Ruoqing's voice was wrong, Huo Jingyuan frowned, took away her hand, turned around, and saw Qiao Ruoqing's head lowered, with some water stains on her long and curled eyelashes.

Huo Jingyuan panicked immediately, and while wiping Qiao Ruoqing's tears, he asked, "What's wrong? Wife, you're fine, why are you crying?"

"Jing Yuan..." Qiao Ruoqing called out Huo Jingyuan's name with sobs, hugged his neck and began to cry, crying, "I wanted to make a meal to apologize to you... I followed the information on the Internet. I made it in a video, but I still make it so unpalatable... I'm sorry..."

Huo Jingyuan's heartbeat stopped for a moment, he patted Qiao Ruoqing's back to coax him, and then asked softly, "Why are you apologizing?"

"The matter of Wu Shan..." Qiao Ruoqing replied, "I shouldn't believe you..."

Huo Jingyuan heaved a sigh of relief and burst out laughing.

He thought something was wrong, but it turned out to be because of this.

"It's all over, and didn't I tell you? You don't need to apologize to me." Huo Jingyuan hugged Qiao Ruoqing even tighter, "As long as you are by my side, nothing else matters."

Feeling that Qiao Ruoqing's shoulders were still trembling, Huo Jingyuan lowered his head and kissed the tip of her ear, "Okay, don't cry."

Only then did Qiao Ruoqing get out of Huo Jingyuan's arms, wiped her eyes, and said firmly, "I'm not crying."

Just as she finished speaking, her phone vibrated.

The water in the small pot on the stove was already boiling, bubbling non-stop, so Huo Jingyuan turned around and went down.

Qiao Ruoqing hugged Huo Jingyuan coquettishly, while taking out her mobile phone with her right hand to read messages.

The mobile phone received a text message. As soon as she glanced at it, her pupils dilated rapidly. She seemed to have no strength all over her body. She stepped back suddenly, and the mobile phone fell from her hand to the ground with a "snap".

As soon as Huo Jingyuan put the noodles into the pot, he heard a voice behind him. Looking back, he saw that Qiao Ruoqing had already stuck to the wall, her face pale.

"What's the matter?" Huo Jingyuan turned off the fire, picked up the phone, and wanted to return it to Qiao Ruoqing, but found that although Qiao Ruoqing's eyes were fixed on the phone, as long as Huo Jingyuan moved the phone closer to her, she would shrink back immediately one time.

Even if her back is firmly attached to the wall now, and there is no room to shrink back, she will still do that.

Moreover, her eyes were wide open, and there was no blood on her face at all, as if she was afraid of something.

She looked so scary in this way that Huo Jingyuan didn't dare to approach her at all.

What on earth could scare Qiao Ruoqing like this?

Huo Jingyuan's heart sank a little, and he looked down at the phone in his hand.

What was displayed on the screen was a text message, cursing Qiao Ruoqing for disfiguring her face. The words were very vicious, and there was a bloody photo of a woman with a scratched face underneath.

Huo Jingyuan frowned.

Qiao Ruoqing is... frightened, right?

Putting the phone's screen off and putting it in his pocket, Huo Jingyuan tried to take a step forward. Seeing that Qiao Ruoqing didn't shrink back any more, he boldly went in front of Qiao Ruoqing.

"Honey, it's just a photo, don't be afraid." Huo Jingyuan said softly.

Qiao Ruoqing's legs were shaking, and she even fell to the ground in the end.

She had no way to tell Huo Jingyuan that the reason she was afraid was not just because of those words and that photo, but because of...

She was, really, disfigured.

After she was imprisoned, Qiao Ruolan slashed her face with a knife. The piercing pain, the pain that made the sky not respond to the earth, even though it had been six years, was still deeply engraved on her face. In her mind, it was just awakened now.

"Jing... Jing Yuan..." Qiao Ruoqing kept fighting with her upper and lower teeth, her voice was as weak as a little beast that was seriously injured and dying, her eyes were shining with fear, "I...I'm afraid..."

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Huo Jingyuan hugged Qiao Ruoqing in his arms and went to the bedroom.

Putting Qiao Ruoqing on the bed, Huo Jingyuan covered her with a quilt, and comforted her: "Go to sleep for a while, and everything will be fine when you wake up..."

Qiao Ruoqing's body was still shaking, seeing Huo Jingyuan getting up, as if she was about to leave, she immediately stretched out her hand from under the quilt, and grabbed Huo Jingyuan's wrist.

She didn't say a word, but the strength in her hands was surprisingly strong, and the time even turned a faint blue color, which made Huo Jingyuan feel distressed.

Huo Jingyuan had no choice but to lie down on the bed, hugged Qiao Ruoqing into his arms, and coaxed her in a low voice, but he was thinking about the text message in his mind.

He paid special attention just now, the other party hid the number, so even if he wanted to check it, he couldn't find it at all.

But, who would hate Qiao Ruoqing so much that he sent her such a threatening text message?Moreover, disfigurement should be a nightmare for anyone, especially for a woman.

Who could be so vicious?

Qiao Ruoqing hugged Huo Jingyuan tightly, holding Huo Jingyuan's waist tightly with both hands, not daring to relax at all, for fear that if she was weaker, Huo Jingyuan would disappear immediately.

How could that be?Isn't Qiao Ruolan already arrested?Cai Meixian is also dead, who would want to ruin her face now?
After she was reborn, she always wanted to change her destiny. She was no longer fooled by Song Mingyuan and Qiao Ruolan's clever words and expressions. So many things had changed in the first place.

By the way, Song Mingyuan... This person has disappeared since the old man passed away, and he can't be found no matter what, could it be him?

But he has been hiding for so long, why would he suddenly send her such a message now?
Or is it actually not Song Mingyuan, but someone else?

Qiao Ruoqing's mind was in a mess, and she wasn't sure.

Huo Jingyuan's body had a very faint peppermint smell, which Qiao Ruoqing was familiar with, which made her feel a little bit more secure.

Therefore, she slowly fell asleep, but she didn't sleep well.

In her sleep, she seemed to have returned to the place where she was imprisoned back then. Seeing herself lying helplessly on the ground with a broken leg, Qiao Ruolan squatted in front of her, holding a knife in her hand, and said with a grinning smile: "Do you think you are beautiful? Do you think Ming Yuan married you because of this face?"

"Don't be stupid, Qiao Ruoqing, you're just a big fool!" Qiao Ruolan gestured twice on Qiao Ruoqing's face with the dagger in her hand, then glanced at her legs, "Yeah, I forgot, even if you didn't Legs, and this face, it will still seduce others... Then, let’s destroy it all!"

Then, she cut Qiao Ruoqing's face one by one.

In the confined space, Qiao Ruoqing's heart-piercing screams seemed to be playing the most miserable music, but to Qiao Ruolan, it was like a wonderful accompaniment in the world.

While scratching Qiao Ruoqing's face, she whispered about herself and Song Mingyuan in Qiao Ruoqing's ear: "Aren't you going to leave? Seeing me and Mingyuan together, aren't you jealous? Are you angry? Didn't you want to marry me?" Looking for someone to help you out?"

"But don't forget, your parents are dead, no one will help you out!"

"Your big brother Huo also has a fiancee, and he's getting married soon!"

"The old man is also admitted to the hospital, no one can help you now!"

"Qiao Ruoqing, tell me, look what the hell you look like now? Even if I don't lock you up, even if I let you out now, who would recognize that you were the eldest lady of the Qiao family back then?!"