Unprepared for attacking wife

Chapter 150 Don't be too greedy
As soon as he put down the phone, he stared at Xi Heming.

He said, "brother, save some face for my mother, okay?"

Xi Yuanqian looked at him, picked up the phone again, said "no need to come here", and hung up.

"Thank you." He spoke so bluntly that Xi Yuanqian raised his eyebrows subconsciously.

Cheng Xiang was still yelling and crying, Xi Heming didn't say a word, and forcibly took his mother away from Xi Yuanqian's office.

Xi Yuanqian stood where he was, looking at the younger brother whom he had always ignored.

He was no longer the little boy who always cried and followed his ass in memory, he seemed to have grown up overnight.

He is taller and his back is wider. When he raised Cheng Xiang's arms, he became strong and strong.

It's a man.

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Nie Yong'er was changing clothes, a tight-fitting little dress, and then putting on makeup in front of the mirror.

Hearing the voice behind her, she continued to put on makeup without turning her head.

"Baby, pour me a glass of water..." Cheng Dong sat up on the bed, his mouth was dry and his head was very dizzy.

Nie Yong'er put away her cosmetic bag unhurriedly, turned around to look at him, went out and poured him a glass of water, and held it in front of him.

After Cheng Dong finished drinking, he asked casually, "What time is it?"

"8 point."

Hearing that it was still early, Cheng Dong fell on the bed again, looked at her, showed an evil smile, stretched out his hand and pulled her over, pressing her down, "Baby, you made me so comfortable last night... I have played with so many women, and there is no one who suits me as much as you!"

As he spoke, he was about to kiss her.

Nie Yong'er turned her face away, her voice didn't fluctuate: "It wasn't last night."

Cheng Dong was stunned, "What do you mean?"

At this moment, his cell phone rang.

Cheng Dong got up from her, grabbed the mobile phone on the table, "Hello..."

Nie Yong'er got up, glanced at him, picked up her handbag and left.

Hearing the content of the phone call, Cheng Dong was shocked: "What?! This is impossible! Isn't the shareholder meeting today? How did it become yesterday? Wait... what date is it today?"

Gradually, his face turned pale, his thin face, his eyes widened, "How is this possible... How could I have slept for two days..."

Suddenly realizing something, he jumped out of bed and chased him out naked, "Damn it! Bitch!"

Open the door, there is no one outside.

The elevator is going down.

"He got the contents of his computer... the phone virus has been implanted, and the backup of the call record has also been sent to your mailbox..."

After stepping out of the elevator, the sun was a little bright. Nie Yonger put on sunglasses, deleted the call log on her phone, showed a shy smile, and walked to the car that was already waiting on the side of the road.

Sit in the back seat and offer a kiss to the other party...

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Mingchuang's shareholder meeting approved Xi Yuanqian's nomination as president. As Mingchuang's president, he occupied a large section of the newspaper, and when he turned on the TV, he could read news about him.During this period, his scandal with Song Lin was also heated up.

When Yang Hao walked into the piano room, he saw Mu Mian staring out the window in a daze. He coughed lightly, and Mu Mian immediately came back to his senses and smiled: "Teacher."

After staring at her for a long while, Yang Hao came to her, "Mumian, your condition is not very good recently."

Kapok thought for a while, and it seemed that it took more than ten seconds. Yang Hao was not in a hurry, and watched quietly.

"Teacher, I want to rest for a few days." She raised her eyes, her eyes were clear and clear, and she couldn't hide anything.

Yang Hao nodded slowly, "It's okay, the practice during this period is indeed too intensive. You have only touched it for a while, so you shouldn't be too tight. Relax properly, so that you can absorb it better."

That's it, the rest starts today.

Mu Mian packed up the cello and was about to go out, but Yang Hao called her to stop again.

"I haven't seen Qinghe recently, are you busy with work?" Yang Hao asked casually.

Kapok raised her lips, "I didn't let him come."

Yang Hao let out an "oh" and said with a smile, "Did you quarrel?"

"No." Mu Mian shook his head, he didn't seem to want to say more, Yang Hao didn't ask, but before leaving, he just told him: "Be with others well, there are not many people like Qinghe."

Mu Mian left with her qin on her back, turned around, and fell into her own silence.

Driving home, the scenery on both sides is speeding, and the line of sight is clear.

The phone was ringing, and it was another call from the media for an interview, or a call for a program invitation. She missed any of them, and kept her eyes on the front.

The car drove into the community, she got out of the car, took out the cello, locked the car, turned and walked to the door of the unit.

The phone rang again, she frowned and pressed the answer button directly...

"Are you planning to never answer my calls?" The voice on the other end of the phone was low and deep.

Kapok's footsteps stopped abruptly, holding the phone, her back stiffened.

He took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions, "You can be cruel, but I can't."

Mu Mian walked into the elevator slowly, and as the elevator went up, he looked at the changing numbers above his head, and his tone was not calm, "I really can't think of any reason not to be cruel."

With just such a plain sentence, the other party's disguise was completely disintegrated.

"Kapok!" He couldn't bear it anymore, and broke out from the depression, "I won't let you leave me like this!"

After the elevator arrived, she was still standing inside, watching the elevator door close before her eyes, she had no intention of going out.

"I owe you, isn't it enough to pay it off? What do I need to do, really jump off the tall building? If you say yes, I will pay you back immediately!"

"Damn it!" Xi Yuanqian reprimanded violently and helplessly on the opposite side, finally lowered his voice, and said hoarsely: "Don't do this to me... You can beat me and scold me! But don't do this to me..."

Don't treat him like an insignificant person and use an innocuous tone.

That was a stranger, not his kapok.

"Aqian, to me, you are no longer the most important one." After saying this, Mu Mian immediately turned off the phone.

When she got home, she didn't want to deal with anything, got into the quilt, and fell asleep with her head covered.

This time, I slept for a long time.

When she opened her eyes, she heard movement in the kitchen, sat up, and looked at the orderly and busy figure inside.

Lian Qinghe lifted the lid of the pot, stirred it with a spoon, tasted it, put the lid back on, and adjusted the fire to a simmer.

He washed and cut the fruits he bought, and stuffed the rest into the refrigerator.

At this time, he paused, turned around, saw the person hugging him from behind, and smiled: "Are you awake?"

"How did you get in here?" she asked.

"Nice people next door."

Mu Mian put her cheek against his back and smiled silently, "I've lived here for so long, I don't even know what their family names are."

"My husband's surname is Jiang. He works in an auto repair shop. His wife works as a cashier in a supermarket. They have an 8-year-old son." He said slowly, placing the fruit on a plate.

Kapok frowned, "You are suitable to be a policeman."

He turned around, looked at her with smiling eyes, and said slowly, "If I were a policeman, would you still be so loose? I would have locked you up and locked you by my side."

She raised her eyebrows, "What about the charges?"

"Abduction."

Seeing his serious appearance, Kapok laughed, but turned to look at the pot that was still gurgling, "What's in it?"

"Sea cucumber and black chicken soup."

Kapok looked at him in surprise, as if nothing could stop him.

Turn off the fire, take out a bowl of soup, and put it on the dining table, "Drink it up." He said.

Kapok sat down and took a sip, the taste was surprisingly good!
She was drinking, and looked up at him opposite, "Why don't you drink?"

Lian Qinghe raised his eyebrows, "Have you ever seen a man drink black chicken soup?"

Kapok scoffed, "Absurd."

Afterwards, the two of them didn't speak any more, and Kapok drank the soup quietly, the air was filled with the smell of chicken soup, and there was a faint warm emotion, neither of them could bear to destroy, and cared for each other carefully.

After the meal, he sat with her in the small living room and watched TV. From time to time, he picked up a piece of fruit with a fork and delivered it to her mouth.

It was a boring variety show, but Kapok watched it with great interest.

Tired, she curled up directly, pillowed on his lap, nestled in the double sofa.

He supported his head with one hand, and stroked her long hair with the other, as if stroking his own pet.

"Qinghe," she said suddenly, "you don't have to come with me every day, I've always been fine."

Lian Qinghe's eyes looked down at her, as dark as a deep well, "I am willing."

He's still in the usual happy mode that doesn't need explanation.At this moment, Kapok turned around and lay on the sofa, her clear eyes met his, and in an instant, they were tightly entwined like vines.

Kapok looked at him quietly, "I think, I still need time."

"How long?" he asked.

"do not know."

He frowned, "That won't work, I can't wait indefinitely."

Kapok thought for a while, "Why don't you agree."

"Two days."

Kapok twitched the corners of her lips, "Qinghe..."

Lian Qinghe pressed her lips with his hand, not letting her continue, bent down, lowered his head, and got close to her cheek, "Don't be too greedy!"

Since that day, neither of them mentioned that matter, even though they knew in their hearts that it was a gap that had to be crossed, otherwise, sooner or later it would become a minefield.

Kapok's lips finally loosened, "Okay, two days."

He bowed his head and kissed her forehead, "Very good."

Lian Qinghe no longer acts overly intimate with her, it seems that every step she takes has to be carefully considered.

"Go to sleep," he said.

"What about you?" she asked.

"I watched you sleep."

Kapok didn't refute, turned sideways, closed his eyes, and used his thigh as a pillow.

Lian Qinghe kept his original posture, looked up at the TV news, it happened to be Xi Yuanqian's report, he decisively picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.

She had fallen asleep, a deep sleep.

Until then, when he fixed his eyes on her, he would show some pity, followed by deeper self-blame.All the harm was because he failed to protect her, no matter who brought it to her.

The next day, when Kapok woke up, he had already gone to the company.

The breakfast was on the table, and the cell phone he had switched on for her. She picked it up casually, opened it, and saw a dozen missed calls and dozens of messages, all from A Qian.

She didn't even look at it, just deleted it, and then sat down to have breakfast.

(End of this chapter)