Doted on, the president entangled with his little sweet wife

Chapter 413 Waiting for someone is so painful!
"She is my wife and I have the right to know where she is!"

"But you have seen that husband who will put his wife under house arrest! Have you considered her feelings? Have you asked her if she would like to?"

If he cared about Qiao Weiwei, why did he treat her like that in the first place.

Women are very emotional animals, good and bad are easy to detect, if you hurt her again and again, let her down, she will give up completely.

Hearing Song Xiaoya's accusation, Jiang Beimo froze and his face turned pale.

He always thought that she was willing.It now appears that he was wrong.

He really never considered her feelings.

There was a pain in my heart, as if someone had cut out a knife, and it was bleeding non-stop.

Seeing Jiang Beimo's pale face, Song Xiaoya sighed, and couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted, "You should give her a little more time to calm down with each other. Chasing too closely will make her even more disgusted."

Song Xiaoya is very experienced in this. She and Jiang Beichen were separated for two months last time, and then she gradually calmed down.

Jiang Beimo didn't answer.

"Don't look for her anymore, if she wants to come back anytime, I will tell you." Song Xiaoya then added.

Jiang Beimo didn't say a word, just stood there quietly, his face was pale, and he didn't recover for a long time.

After a while, he turned around suddenly and left silently like that.

Song Xiaoya looked at his back as he walked out, and then she breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously leaned against Jiang Beichen.

Jiang Beichen glanced at her with low eyes, then put his arms around her waist, and jokingly said, "My second brother was scolded away by you again."

In his memory, he had never seen Jiang Beimo in such a distraught state.

"I didn't scold him!" Song Xiaoya was taken aback, then quickly raised her head and looked at him in astonishment.Her voice was a little angry just now, but she definitely didn't curse!

Seeing her serious look, Jiang Beichen couldn't help being a little amused, "Little idiot." This woman only foolishly understood the literal meaning.

Song Xiaoya, who was used to being called a fool, gave him a dissatisfied look, then turned and went upstairs, "I'll ignore you, I'll take the baby to do prenatal education!"

Jiang Beichen chuckled, and started to follow.

After leaving Jiang Beichen's half-mountain villa, Jiang Beimo sat in the car in a daze, repeating what Song Xiaoya said in his mind.

——Have you met that husband, you will put your wife under house arrest!Have you considered her feelings?Have you ever asked her if she would like to?

Yes, he put her under house arrest. He never considered her feelings, nor asked her if she was willing.

so what?Did he push her away?

Jiang Beimo smiled wryly, feeling very sad.

When the car returned to the villa in the suburbs, the voice of the bodyguard reminded him, "Second Young Master, you're home."

Only then did Jiang Beimo come back to his senses, turned around and got out of the car, walked straight into the villa, and returned to the bedroom on the second floor.

On the balcony of the bedroom, a servant was squatting there, cleaning up those flower pots that he had kicked and broken yesterday.

He frowned, and the thread stopped on the potted lilies on the balcony, "What are you doing?"

"Master, I'm cleaning up these dirt and flowers, and I want to take them down and throw them away."

Hearing this, Jiang Beimo's expression froze, and he waved his hands, "There's no need to clean up, you can go down!"

The servant nodded, turned and went down.

The bedroom was quiet, Jiang Beimo walked to the balcony and looked at the flowers that he kicked over.After a night of rain, the washed roots of these words were exposed.

He stood there watching quietly, and recalled Qiao Weiwei's serious appearance when she squatted on the balcony and planted lilies in her mind.

He seemed to still be able to see how she smiled satisfied every time she looked at these flowers and plants.

Qiao Weiwei has always cherished these things, and she has spent a lot of effort for these flowers and plants, but at this time, they are almost withered.

Thinking about it, Jiang Beimo suddenly squatted down, raised his hand and took the wet soil on the ground back into the potted plant little by little.

Then, the lilies that had fallen out of the soil were replanted with unfamiliar movements.

It's just that, after all the tossing, some of the lilies fell off, and some of the whole plants withered. I don't know if they can still come back to life.

Jiang Beimo returned to the bedroom, feeling the quietness and desolation of the room.Memories of the past few months between them filled my mind, and I couldn't forget them even if I wanted to.

He sat there, looking at the door, as if waiting for someone to come back.

When she was at Jiang's house, did she wait for him to come home like this every day?
The feeling of waiting for someone turned out to be so uncomfortable, but the feeling of waiting for a person who knows that it is impossible to come back is even more uncomfortable!
His heart hurts, and he has difficulty breathing.

There was a sound of footsteps at the door, and the captain of the bodyguard appeared in the bedroom, "Master, everything is packed, are you going to the airport now?"

Jiang Beimo didn't answer his words immediately, but turned his head suddenly, looked at the potted plants on the balcony, and pointed with his finger, "Take them all back."

The captain of the bodyguard was puzzled for a moment, then turned to look at the flowers on the balcony.It was planted by the young grandmother before she left.He nodded, "Okay, I'll send someone to move it out right away!"

Everything was ready, Jiang Beimo came downstairs, ready to leave for the airport.

The captain of the bodyguard opened the car door and said respectfully to Jiang Beimo, "Master, it's time to go."

Jiang Beimo looked a little disappointed, turned around and glanced at the two-story villa behind him.

There are two months of memories here. They lived an ordinary life like a normal couple. Those memories have become so precious now.

He stared at the house for a long time, and then suddenly ordered to his subordinates, "Someone keep watch here, and if the young mistress comes back, please notify me immediately."

He clearly knew that this kind of thing was impossible, but he still couldn't help but want to do it.

Then he turned around and walked away, leaving only this lonely villa.

The end of the month is coming soon, and Jiang Beichen's birthday is coming as scheduled.

Song Xiaoya had actually planned to celebrate his birthday a long time ago, but she felt at a loss when it came to a detail.

Before asking Jiang Beichen to fill out the interest questionnaire, he didn't get any useful information.In the end, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and prepare according to her own.

Because she couldn't think of a birthday surprise that was too romantic, this time Song Xiaoya planned to prepare according to the standard arrangements that the Song family had given her for her birthday.

There seems to be nothing wrong with a mediocre birthday surprise. No matter how luxurious a birthday is, it is not as warm as a family birthday...

(End of this chapter)