The wealthy and the cold are chasing love: the cute little wife

Chapter 129 Meeting and Fighting as if Not Seeing (4)

"Okay, as long as Brother Beibei doesn't mind."

Wen Jing's cooking skills are superb. After eating, I still want to eat, and my mouth waters when I think about it.

Her dishes have a very special taste, full of love, which cannot be prepared by any restaurant, and this is one of the reasons why she especially loves Wen Jing's home cooking.

When I eat such delicious food, I will be moved and want to cry.

It's just that Young Master Qiao is not very happy. He likes to be alone with his wife and children, ahem, and by the way, take advantage of his wife and get some money.

Wen Jing chuckled, "Don't pay attention to him, your brother Beibei is too domineering, sometimes more willful than a child, so please be more tolerant."

To be honest, Danqing quite likes going to Qiao's house, eating delicious food, watching the interaction of a family of three, and feeling the happy life of other people's homes.

Even if a certain young man expressed his disapproval with a stern face, she didn't care.

Anyway, he didn't dare to chase people away, as long as Xiaohang and Wenjing said something, he didn't dare to say a word.

Sometimes she likes to see his unhappy expression, he is more childish than his son, how funny.

Who would have thought that a man who calls the wind and rain outside would look like this at home!

I'm really envious!This is normal family life!
With a smile on her lips, she pressed the doorbell, and someone answered the door, holding up the thing in her hand, "I'm here, cute Xiaohang, I brought you a delicious ice cream cake..."

The other party's face came into view unexpectedly, her smiling face froze, she was dumbfounded, as if she saw a ghost.

"Brother... you... why are you here..."

He was very calm, and said lightly, "Business."

"That..." She was at a loss, confused and wanted to run away, her body involuntarily retreated, "I..."

He frowned, and wanted to escape again?
Xiaohang rushed over from the room, pulled Shaozhe's clothes, "Uncle Han, don't block the door."

Shaozhe took advantage of the situation to get out of the way, turned his head and walked back, looking at his back very calmly and calmly.

Xiaohang rushed over to hug her, and smiled obsequiously, "Aunt Danqing, come in quickly. Wow, is it ice cream cake? My favorite."

My saliva is about to flow out. I tried it last time, and my tongue almost swallowed the delicious food.

As long as there are good things to eat, he doesn't mind being more doggy.

He pulled Danqing with one hand, took the cake impatiently with the other, and ran into the house in a hurry.

He put the cake on the coffee table and hurriedly opened the box. The more impatient he was, the more he couldn't open it. He pouted anxiously, stared at the cake salivating, and swallowed like a greedy little cat.

Danqing couldn't stand it anymore, "I'll do it."

Slender arms, white skin, nimble fingers, smooth movements, pleasing to the eye.

In the open balcony, two big men were talking about some secret matter.

It's just that Shaozhe's gaze always drifts inward, and his mind wanders from time to time.

Qiao Beibei couldn't help but rolled her eyes, "Azhe, what's so interesting? Haven't you seen my sister?"

They knew a thing or two about what happened back then, but they didn't know the specifics.

It's just that Mrs. Han's death has something to do with Han Xiaomei, so she was exiled abroad.

But Shaozhe personally visited the couple on the phone to take care of Han Xiaomei, and made plans for her to open a dessert shop. It seemed that things were not that simple.

However, everyone has a tacit understanding not to interfere in each other's private affairs unless the other party asks for help.

Han Shao still had a cold expression, "Shut up."

(End of this chapter)