Doted on, the president entangled with his little sweet wife

Chapter 455 Rare Enthusiasm

"But...we're already home, why don't we go back?" Song Xiaoya glanced at the villa not far away, and then asked Jiang Beichen next to her in puzzlement.

Jiang Beichen frowned, and said coldly, "Song Xiaoya, you should cherish the time you spend alone with me!"

Song Xiaoya was taken aback for a moment, as if she could smell a strong sour smell from his words.

This feeling is so familiar, absolutely unmistakable, this man is jealous again!

The expression on her face was a little helpless, trying to change the subject, "The baby should be waiting for us to eat now..."

But this trick was obviously useless to Jiang Beichen, he snorted coldly, and then reminded her, "You haven't been home for dinner for half a month, he must be used to eating by himself!"

Song Xiaoya paused and had nothing to say!
She glanced at Jiang Beichen whose face was full of resentment, and then sighed, "Okay, then let's have dinner outside tonight."

It's okay to have dinner outside first, and then go home after dinner...

"Okay!" Jiang Beichen hooked his thin lips, and readily agreed, with a bit of smugness in his eyes.

I can finally get rid of that unsightly brat!
He gave the driver an order, and the driver immediately turned around and drove back away from the half-mountain villa.

At this time, the expression on Jiang Beichen's face looked better.

Song Xiaoya looked helplessly at Jiang Beichen's expression. She always felt that this man had become very childish since he had a child.

He was always calculating with her almost all the time, thinking that the time she gave him was shorter than the time given to the child!
Sometimes she began to suspect that this man was competing with her son for favor!

This is really a kind of happy trouble, which makes her tangled in her heart.

Not long after, the car arrived at the entrance of a nearby western restaurant. After the two got out of the car, they went directly into the restaurant's box. The restaurant was decorated very delicately, with candlelight on the table, and the atmosphere was very romantic.

After a while, the steaks for the two were brought up, and Song Xiaoya felt a little hungry, so she picked up a knife and fork and cut off a small piece of beef.

Just when she was about to start eating, she saw Jiang Beichen who was sitting opposite was staring at her motionlessly.

"What's the matter?" She asked him suspiciously, why didn't he eat?And looking at her with such eyes made her feel a little weird.

"Feed me!" Jiang Beichen stared at her for a moment, then suddenly pursed his thin lips and said.

"What?" Song Xiaoya looked at her in astonishment without realizing it, and even thought she heard it wrong?
"Hurry up!" Compared to Song Xiaoya's astonishment, Jiang Beichen seemed much calmer, he raised his eyebrows, and then continued.

"Why did you ask me to feed you again..." Song Xiaoya was a little puzzled, but his hand was not injured!
"Song Xiaoya, is it difficult to feed your husband?" Jiang Beichen frowned. She could feed Zixie at home, but not him!
"Okay..." Seeing him caring, Song Xiaoya shook her head helplessly.

In the end, he could only hand his fork with beef to his lips, smiled at him, and said softly, "Let's eat it for you!"

Anyway, there was no one else in the box, so there was nothing shameful about her feeding her husband.

Seeing this, Jiang Beichen curled his lips, and then showed a satisfied expression.

After Jiang Beichen ate the steak, Song Xiaoya cut another piece for him, and once again brought it to his thin lips.

With her feeding, Jiang Beichen's mood became much better, and he ate a lot of beef in a row.

After that, he also picked up the knife and fork, finely chopped all the beef on his plate, then handed it to her, and brought the plate in front of her, "Eat."

Song Xiaoya nodded, and then began to eat by herself.

The dinner went well. After the dinner was almost over, Song Xiaoya suddenly remembered something, and asked Jiang Beichen with some concern, "Will you go to my press conference next week?"

The press conference next week will be the first large-scale press conference held by Xiaoya Clothing, and many media and artists will be invited to participate.

At the press conference, there will be many new products.

Most of these new clothing products are from Song Xiaoya's hands, and a small part is designed by other contracted designers signed by the company.

Therefore, this press conference can also be said to be her first personal press conference. She definitely hopes that her husband can go to the scene.

But as Jiang Beichen's wife, he also knew this man well, and he never liked that kind of noisy occasion.

He never even showed up for such important press conferences and public events under the Jiang Group, and only let Zhou Heng handle them.

"I'm not interested in that kind of occasion!" Jiang Beichen raised his eyes and replied almost without thinking.

Song Xiaoya was not surprised by this answer. Although she was a little disappointed, she could understand him.

"That's right, it's really inconvenient to have so many media present." She smiled, as if to comfort herself, most of the media didn't know her relationship with Jiang Beichen yet.

No one knew that the recently famous designer called 'Xiaoya', the founder of the Xiaoya brand, was Song Xiaoya, the wife of Jiang Beichen, the boss of the Jiang Group.

In the case of not making it public, it did save her a lot of trouble.

If Jiang Beichen showed up this time, he would definitely attract the attention of those media, and it would be easy to attract the attention of the media at that time.

After dinner, Song Xiaoya and Jiang Beichen returned to the Banshan Villa. The little girl Jiang Zixie had already finished dinner obediently, accompanied by her servant, and was sitting in the living room watching cartoons.

Noticing that Song Xiaoya and Jiang Beichen were back, he climbed off the sofa and happily ran towards them, "Mom and Dad!"

Seeing her son approaching, Song Xiaoya subconsciously stepped forward, trying to hug the little guy, but Jiang Beichen took a step ahead and hugged the little guy up.

The little guy was also very enthusiastic about Jiang Beichen today, hugged his neck and kissed him on the face, "Dad!"

Seeing this, Song Xiaoya shrugged, "You can play with him first, I'll go up and take a shower."

She will not bother their father and son to cultivate their relationship.

"Are you obedient today?" Jiang Beichen looked down at the little guy in his arms, and then asked.

The little guy nodded vigorously.

When Song Xiaoya went upstairs, the little guy struggled to get off Jiang Beichen's body. Jiang Beichen bent down and put him on the sofa, and the little guy picked up the remote control and changed the channel.

"Look, Dad!" He pointed to the TV screen and suddenly said to Jiang Beichen.

(End of this chapter)