On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with a wealthy man

The loss and gloom in his eyes were fleeting.

Qiao Qiao quickly leaned on Shanglu and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, you are not used to it, so you can sleep in the guest room temporarily."

"Wait until you want to go back to the master bedroom, I won't force you."

"As long as you're home!"

Eyes, do not know when filled with tears.

She hurriedly took over the work from her aunt and went to spread the bed sheets for Shanglu.

The aunt hurriedly bent over to stop her, trying to snatch the work from her.

"Madam, let me do these things. You are usually tired enough. You should take a rest."

"It's okay, I'll do these things myself, and I'm happy."

She moved very quickly, and made the bed evenly with three strokes.

"Husband, what I'll change for you is your favorite bed, the lake blue ice silk six-piece set."

She knew he couldn't see, so she told him carefully.

And she knew that he liked to hear her call him husband.

So, she didn't call him by his name again.

Call him her husband very gently.

I used to think it was awkward to call him my husband.

Only now did I realize how happy it was to be able to stand in front of him and call him husband.

So the word husband is expressed naturally and emotionally.

"Husband, I used this quilt last week and just washed it."

"I just let my aunt take it to the roof to bask in the sun during the day."

"Husband, this quilt still smells like sunshine, it will be very comfortable for you to cover it."

During the days when Shanglu was away, she relied on these familiar items to relieve her pain of lovesickness.

Sometimes, holding the pillow he slept on, crying all night.

Sometimes, take the things he used and spend the whole afternoon in a daze.

Now that he is back, at least she can see him every day, and she no longer needs to pin the pain of lovesickness on these items.

This is already the greatest consolation.

So, she is not sad.

It shouldn't be sad anymore.

It's too late for her to be satisfied.

After making the bed, she stood beside Shanglu and said softly:

"Husband, it's too late today, so why don't you take a bath, I'll wipe your face and change into a set of comfortable pajamas for you, so you can have a good sleep, okay?"

As he said that, he turned around and went to wash his face.

Behind him was Shang Lu's alienated voice, "No need, I'll just let Li Chaoshu do these things."

The bald bodyguard immediately echoed, "Yes, ma'am, let me do it, I'm used to doing these things."

Qiao Qiao's pace stopped.

When he turned around and looked back, there was some sadness and loss in his eyes, but he could only agree, "Okay, let the bald head take care of you."

She just wanted to take good care of him.

Seeing the sadness in her eyes, the bald head quickly looked at Phytolacca in the wheelchair, and changed his words:

"Third Master, I'm quite tired after traveling around for so many days. Can you give me a day off today?"

Shanglu: "Why don't you usually say you're tired?"

Qiao Qiao: "Baldhead, why don't you do this, no matter how hard you work, you can take care of Shanglu for a few more days. He just came back, and he may not be used to others taking care of him."

After that, she looked at Shang Lu, "Husband, you should go to sleep after finishing it, and we can talk about it tomorrow morning if you have anything to do."

Then turning around, Qiao Qiao walked out of the guest bedroom with her aunt, and then gently closed the door.

Through the last crack of the door, she saw Shanglu sitting in a wheelchair with a bleak back.

She felt very uncomfortable.

It was also the first time for her to get along with him in such a situation.

She didn't know what to pay attention to.

Anyway, she doesn't do things that Shang Lu doesn't like, so as not to irritate him.

After closing the door tightly, she returned to the master bedroom with a depressed mood.

Shang Zhongbo happened to be standing at the door of the master bedroom, "Shang Lu doesn't want to go back to sleep with you?"

"Dad, don't criticize him tomorrow." Qiao Qiao was also very distressed, "He must have been in such a state after he came back, and he must have a big gap in his heart. It's understandable that he doesn't know how to face me for a while."

Shang Zhongbo didn't answer, but asked again, "Shang Lu didn't come back today, did he?"

"It's today, Dad. Today Li Yan called me suddenly and asked me to pick up Shanglu."

"I was too excited to tell you."

"Thinking about bringing him back, I'll give you a big surprise."

The way she lied was not so calm.

Shang Zhongbo knew it well and said:

"You did beauty and makeup two days ago, I knew you must have something to hide from me."

"Shang Lu must have returned to Pengcheng a long time ago, but because of his legs and eyes, he dare not go home to face you."

"Besides, he must have come back secretly, used some method to make you fall asleep, and visited you secretly again."

"It just so happened that the secret passage of Li Yan's family worked. Li Yan must be Shanglu's accomplice."

Qiaoqiao was like a child who made a mistake, "Dad, I can't hide anything from you, but I don't want to hide it from you. I'm afraid that if I can't stay in Shanglu, it will make you even more sad. So I want to wait until this matter has no change. Let me tell you again. Dad, I was wrong for lying to you, I'm sorry."

Shang Zhongbo let out a long sigh.

Although others are old, their hearts are not old.

"Dad doesn't blame you, it's hard for you."

"You should also give Shang Lu some more time, he is always with you."

"Well, Dad, I will be patient." Qiaoqiao nodded, and said, "You should also show more tolerance to Shanglu, and don't criticize him."

Shang Zhongbo nodded, "Go into the house and go to bed early."

After returning to the house, Qiao Qiao lay alone on the big bed again.

In the guest room next door, Shanglu lived.

She thought that Shanglu would be able to give her a big hug when she came back.

She was able to tuck into Shanglu's arms tightly.

But when Shang Lu really came back, it was another scene that she had never imagined.

Even when she touched him, his body was tense and resistant, and he was unwilling to let her, a wife, take care of him personally.

Why is he still away from her?

She touched the wall above the wall.

There is a wall between Shanglu and her, so close, yet so far away.

This night, amidst the grievances and loneliness, she didn't fall asleep in a daze until dawn.

Another alarm was set for 06:30.

She wants to get up early.

Before I squinted much, the alarm clock rang, and I quickly got up again, calling the people around me one by one to announce the good news.

The first phone call was between Qin Sen and Song Wei.

"Qin Sen, is Weiwei there? You and Weiwei are on the phone together."

Following her excited tone, Qin Sen also became excited, "Weiwei is lying next to me. I called so early, and I heard your tone so excited. Are you going to tell me that Shanglu is back?"

"Yes, yes." Qiao Qiao was really happy, she completely forgot Shanglu's alienation from her last night, "Shanglu is back, Shanglu is really back, he is still alive, now he Right at home."

Song Wei, a pregnant woman, snatched the phone away and got up, "Qiao Qiao, what you said is true? Is he at home now? We'll come over now."

"Weiwei, wait, don't come over here..." Qiao Qiao was worried.