Madam is a rebel, please surrender quickly

Second marriage?

A hint of bitterness and self-mockery appeared on Su Zhixing's lips.

The man who raised her, the man who knew her inside out, could become a stranger after marrying her.

How dare she marry another rich second-generation man?

Besides, she has to raise a child.

Regardless of whether there is anyone willing to take over, even if someone is willing, who knows whether the stepfather will be good to the child?

"Dad, I see."

Su Zhixing had no choice but to perfunctorily agree to Qiao Gao and hung up the phone.

But she really would be too busy to handle everything tomorrow, so how could she handle Qiao Gao's request?

Su Zhixing thought about it and decided to ask Qiao Yichen for help.

She sent a WeChat message to Qiao Yichen using Su Zhixing's WeChat ID:

[Brother, are you asleep? I want to discuss with you about going to Mr. Zhang's birthday party tomorrow. I don't want to go to the birthday party tomorrow, but dad won't let me not go. Brother, do you have any solution? ]

After the WeChat message was sent, it was like a stone sinking into the ocean, and the phone was completely silent.

Su Zhixing looked at the time. It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening.

At this time of day, Qiao Yichen is either working overtime or on his way to work overtime.

But now he is away on a business trip and should be asleep.

Su Zhixing suppressed the urge to call Qiao Yichen, tossed and turned for a while, and her eyelids became heavy.

But suddenly, her cell phone started ringing several times in succession.

Su Zhixing was woken up by the phone.

She guessed that Qiao Yichen saw her WeChat and replied to her.

Su Zhixing reached out her hand sleepily to touch the head of the bed, found her phone, opened WeChat and took a look.

No!

There was no movement on Qiao Yichen's WeChat profile picture, and there was no new message on WeChat.

But the "thump thump thump" WeChat notification sound rang again.

Su Zhixing then discovered that the phone that belonged to Xiao Yixiang had received several WeChat messages.

This is even stranger.

She didn’t have any friends on her phone, which was used as Little Medical Fairy, except for Qiao Yichen, who she added on WeChat.

So, Qiao Yichen was clearly not asleep, but he didn't reply to her WeChat messages, but instead kept sending WeChat messages to Xiao Yixiang?

Sure enough, when Su Zhixing opened Xiao Yixiang’s WeChat, her pupils suddenly tightened.

I saw a few unread messages on Qiao Yichen’s profile picture.

I have known Qiao Yichen for so many years, but this is the first time I have seen him actively send so many WeChat messages to another person.

You know, he is usually very busy and usually never sends WeChat messages if something can be solved over the phone.

If a problem can be solved with just one WeChat message, he will never send multiple messages.

If a problem can be solved with one word, he will never type two more words.

So usually people would send him a lot of messages, and then he would reply with one word:

[Yes] or [No].

In short, there is no nonsense in every word he says, and every word is spent on the right things.

Even when talking to her, his close sister and his once-loving wife, he was so concise and frugal with words.

But this time, he sent Xiao Yixian a series of seemingly boring messages:

[Little Doctor Fairy, are you asleep? ]

[Are you used to sleeping in my bed? ]

[If it’s cold, there’s a silk quilt in the closet, and the central air conditioner can be turned on so you can sleep peacefully. ]

【…】

Su Zhixing felt a sharp pain in her eyes as she looked at the words typed by Qiao Yichen.

A dense feeling of bitterness arose in my heart and spread throughout my chest.

He was so considerate to the little medical fairy whom he had known for less than a month, and even gave her endless instructions without getting tired of it.

But he was too lazy to even reply to her, the person he had lived with for twenty years?

Oh! He really distinguishes between relatives and strangers.

Could it be that she, who had been with him for twenty years, was not able to withstand a finger of the Little Medical Fairy?

Su Zhixing turned off Xiao Yixian's phone and did not reply to Qiao Yichen.

She has to figure out how to prepare for tomorrow's birthday party.

She couldn't sleep after being disturbed by Qiao Yichen.

Su Zhixing thought about it and called Qiao Chi.

Qiao Chi answered immediately.

Qiao Chi's lazy and ruffian voice came from the phone.

"Xingxing, you're still awake so late. You missed me, huh?"

Qiao Chi's words were not serious, but they made people feel at ease for some reason.

Su Zhixing's nose felt sore.

The grievance that had been suppressed in my heart just now suddenly surged into my mind when I heard Qiao Chi's voice.

"Qiao Chi, does everyone automatically filter out WeChat messages from people they don't like, and only want to send WeChat messages to people they like?"

After Su Zhixing asked this question, she even laughed at herself.

What a boring question.

She knew the answer, but for some unknown reason she still asked Qiao Chi again.

Could it be that in her subconscious, she wanted to get the opposite answer from Qiao Chi, to prove that what she thought was wrong?

Qiao Chi chuckled, "Xingxing, why do you ask? Is there anyone who is willing not to reply to your message?"

Su Zhixing pursed her lips. How come not?

Qiao Yichen was obsessed with sex and only cared about showing his affection to Xiao Yixian, but he didn't reply to her messages.

Su Zhixing didn't waste any more words and went straight to the point.

"Qiao Chi, are you going to Mr. Zhang's birthday party tomorrow? Dad just called me and insisted that I go. But I don't want to go at all, what should I do? Can you help me?"

"If you don't want to go, then don't go. Leave it to me."

"Really? Qiao Chi, is there any way you can get me not to go? Dad said he'll have his secretary pick me up tomorrow to go dress shopping and style me, and he wants to keep an eye on me as I get dressed."

"It's a piece of cake. I'll personally take you to get your hair done tomorrow so dad won't get suspicious."

After listening to Qiao Chi's words, Su Zhixing felt relieved, "Good night then, see you tomorrow..."

When she was about to hang up, Qiao Yichen called.

Su Zhixing was about to switch to answer Qiao Yichen's call, but was stopped by Qiao Chi.

"By the way, Xingxing, are you planning to attend the birthday banquet tomorrow as Little Medical Fairy?"

"Yes, I promised Dean Zhang to help Mr. Zhang with his medical treatment, and I don't want to break my promise."

As Su Zhixing was speaking, she heard the "beep, beep, beep" sound of an incoming phone call.

She guessed that it was Qiao Yichen who called her, but couldn't get through the first time, so he called a second time.

But Qiao Chi had no intention of ending the call, so Su Zhixing patiently continued to talk to him.

"Qiao Chi, are you going tomorrow too?"

"No. But if you want me to go, then I will."

Su Zhixing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It wasn't her birthday party, so why did she want him to go?

"I heard from Dad that you didn't receive an invitation, so you can't go even if you want to. I wanted to give the invitation to Dad and let him go by himself."

Just then, Su Zhixing heard the sound of Qiao Chi ringing the doorbell.

"Qiao Chi, someone is looking for you so late?"

"It should be Lu Peng. I'll go check it out."

Qiao Chi was also puzzled, because Lu Peng would not normally come uninvited at this point.

He opened the door, only to see Zhang Mengzhou standing at the door.

Qiao Chi glanced at Zhang Mengzhou, his deep black eyes narrowed dangerously.

Zhang Mengzhou was seen wearing delicate makeup and a one-shoulder off-shoulder dress late at night.

She has fair skin, a snow-white swan neck and shoulders, which are exposed to the air, giving her a little sexiness.

Qiao Chi retracted his gaze for a second and saw that she looked like she had just come back from a date.

His tall and slender body was leaning lazily against the door, blocking the view.

"what's up?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his vision suddenly went dark.

Zhang Mengzhou suddenly stood on tiptoe and bit his thin crimson lips with lightning speed...