Super love after marriage: abstinent Mr. Huo flirts with his sleepy pregnant wife

"I've eaten."

Huo Beimo turned his head away and said forbearingly.

"Huh? Did you eat it so quickly?"

Wen Jiu was worried about missing his meal time. As soon as grandma returned to the room, she went downstairs, and after finishing cooking, she rushed all the way over, but she still couldn't catch up with his meal.

Wen Jiu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

She had to cover the lunch box again and put it aside.

Although he said he had finished his meal, she and everyone were here, so it was impossible for him to ignore her, right?

"Beimo, why don't you ask me if I've eaten?"

Wen Jiu walked around the table and came to him. She was standing and he was sitting, with her chest pointed directly into his line of sight.

Huo Beimo felt that his nose was swollen again on the spot. He quickly turned his head and covered his nose for fear of making a fool of himself again.

Wen Jiu frowned again when he saw his continuous actions.

I was wondering, was there any smell when she just entered the kitchen to cook? Otherwise, why would he cover his nose?

No, she was wearing a blouse on purpose, so it was unlikely to smell.

"It's working time now. If you have nothing to do, don't stay here." Huo Beimo directly issued an eviction order.

Wen Jiu felt extremely aggrieved on the spot.

She came to see him all dressed up, but he let her go without even looking at her?

No, she won't give in.

"Beimo, you...really don't love me anymore?" Wen Jiu finally plucked up the courage to ask. "If you say you don't love me anymore, then I won't bother you anymore."

Huo Beimo lowered his head, his eyes empty, never letting his eyes focus.

He frowned, and he could feel that the woman in front of him was staring at him with aggrieved expression, eager to get an answer from him.

His hands gradually clenched into fists, and he reluctantly opened his lips, but ultimately could not speak.

At this time, there was another knock on the office door.

Hearing the sound, Huo Beimo seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.

"Come in." He said outwardly.

The office door was pushed open, and the person who appeared in front of the door was Cheng Sijing.

Wen Jiu frowned slightly when he saw Cheng Sijing wearing a pink skirt.

Isn't it working time? This woman actually came to Huo Beimo's office? She shouldn't be an employee of Huo Group, right?

The displeasure on Wen Jiu's face was very obvious.

Cheng Sijing waved hello to her generously.

"Is Mrs. Huo here too?" Cheng Sijing smiled.

Wen Jiu forced out a smile.

It seemed that when Huo Beimo let her go at this time, but let Cheng Sijing enter the office, he had already given the answer to the question she just asked.

"Well... get ready to go."

Wen Jiu said and turned to look at Huo Beimo.

Seeing that he remained indifferent, he walked out of the office without saying anything.

Everyone in the secretarial department was making bets on how many minutes Wen Jiu could stay in Huo Beimo's office. As they said, Wen Jiu didn't stay in Huo Beimo's office for more than three minutes.

Moreover, as soon as Cheng Sijing entered the office, she was kicked out.

Everyone looked at Wen Jiu with sympathy.

Wen Jiu was in a very low mood at this time. At this time, a food delivery boy came towards her with Zhou Ji's set meal in his hand. He placed the food at the reception desk and said to her: "This is the lunch hosted by the president. "

"Okay, just leave it here. I'll send it in to the president later."

Wen Jiu froze and thought, didn't Huo Beimo just tell her that he had eaten?

So, she couldn't help but ask the receptionist just now: "Has Mr. Huo not eaten lunch yet?"

"Didn't you just come to deliver his meal? If he hasn't eaten your meal yet, he hasn't eaten it, because the meal he ordered has just arrived."

So, Huo Beimo didn't eat at all? Just because you don't want to eat the food she cooked, did you lie to her that she had already eaten?

Wen Jiu's heart felt as if he had been shot through by an arrow, it hurt so much.

Two years can really change a lot of things.

She walked towards the elevator in despair.

Behind him, the gossipy girl from the secretarial department ran to the reception desk.

"What did the woman in the red dress just say to you?"

"Shh! Don't you recognize it? That's Mrs. Huo."

"Ah? Isn't Mrs. Huo disfigured?"

"I guess he's back after treatment."

"Isn't it? Doesn't that mean that Huo Beimo no longer wants her? She actually didn't stay in his office for more than three minutes. Now, Miss Cheng has gone in, and she probably won't come out for less than half an hour."

Wen Jiu could hear what they thought were quiet discussions behind him, and he felt sour around his eyes and couldn't help but feel sad.

When she came to the elevator, someone pressed the elevator button for her again.

This time, the man who pressed the elevator button for him smiled at Wen Jiu and said, "There's nothing to be sad about. Who is Mr. Huo? He's a man at the top of the pyramid. What kind of woman have you never seen? You want to You know, there are girls who are rejected by him like this every few days."

His words seemed to be comforting, but they had no effect on Wen Jiu.

This man was a returnee from overseas and had just joined the secretarial department as an intern. Before that, he had never seen Huo Beimo's romance drama, so he didn't know Wen Jiu at all.

He just felt that Wen Jiu's appearance suited him very well, so he took the opportunity to comfort her and get closer to her.

Seeing that Wen Jiu had no reaction to his conversation, he tilted his head again to try to let her see his face clearly, and continued: "I am new here, and I may become Mr. Huo's special assistant in the future, a popular person around the emperor. , I have a bright future. Mr. Huo is not easy to reach out to, but I am very easy to get close to. How about you, little sister, take a look at me...add me on WeChat?"

When Huo Beimo walked out of the office, he happened to see the male employee teasing Wen Jiu.

The key is that he bent over, tilted his head, and looked like a little fanboy, and that gaze happened to be right in front of Wen Jiu's chest...

Huo Beimo's hands in his trousers pockets could not help but clenched into fists, and his brows were wrinkled unconsciously.

In the Secretariat, people who were gossiping about Wenjiu all returned to their positions when they saw Huo Beimo coming out.

Wen Jiu was in a terrible mood now and didn't want to talk to the man in front of her at all. She said expressionlessly: "Does it matter to me whether you have a future or not? Please put your phone away, I am not interested in you."

"Little sister, don't be so aloof... Just add us on WeChat. There are many friends and many ways. We can slowly chat and get to know each other slowly," he continued.

But unexpectedly, this time, before Wen Jiu could answer, a voice that was colder than the tip of a knife came from the side: "Whose WeChat are you adding?"

"Mr. Huo?!"

The man quickly stood up straight and put away the immoral look he showed when he wanted to pick up girls.

Then, under the man's surprised gaze, Huo Beimo took off his suit jacket, put it on Wen Jiu, and wrapped the collar of the suit tightly.

"This dress... doesn't look good." Huo Beimo said coldly.