The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 390
After returning to the capital, Qiao Wan continued to be her college student in a regular manner, and before she knew it, another year passed.

If you want to ask which year is the most important in the four years of college, Qiao Wan thinks it is the junior year.

After experiencing the ignorance of the freshman and the impetuousness of the sophomore, it is time to face up to and plan for future development in the junior year.

Postgraduate entrance examination, employment or going abroad, in this year, she heard it no less than a hundred times from her classmates. The girls in the same dormitory are all from good families. Some Zhao Ling also had a clear direction, but Qiao Wan himself was at a loss.

She was originally from the underworld, and she was used to seeing life and death for 30 years, so she had no interest in fame and fortune in the world.

Rebirth was just an accident, and returning to the age of eight was an accident within an accident. At first, she just lived with the intention of repaying her kindness, waiting for the robbery that year, and drinking a bowl of Meng Po again. Soup re-enters reincarnation.

From then on, she left cleanly, and in the next life, under Uncle Zheng's care, she might be able to live a good life without worrying about food and clothing, and being loved by others.

But she never expected to run into Fu Tianlang's accident on the way, so her good plan was disrupted, and she was a little confused about the direction in the days to come.

In fact, it would be nice to just spend the rest of my life with him like this, but she always felt that something was missing.

After all, with her so unpopular major that she could hardly find a job, what else could she do after graduation besides staying at home or working as a small employee at Fu Tianlang's?
Qiao Wan scratched her hair. As a woman, it is okay to marry and have children, but the problem is that her man's seed is dead, and it is impossible for her to conceive a child...

Qiao Wan was a little confused, but didn't think much about it.

Until the summer vacation approached, the four girls in the dormitory got together at night to discuss travel.

"I don't care." Cheng Anle sat on the bed and flipped through the books.

Zhao Ling nodded and did not object.

"Qiao Wan, what about you?"

Shen Qianqian suggested that they go to the Maldives together in their dormitory during the summer vacation. After all, the three of them are not far away from graduation, and they don’t know if they will have time to get together again. It’s better to take this opportunity to take a group trip to commemorate.

The eyes of the three of them swept at her in unison, Qiao Wan scratched at her hair, and gnawed on the melon seeds with some hesitation.

"Do you have anything else to do during summer vacation?" Shen Qianqian asked worriedly.

Qiao Wan didn't make a sound, and shrugged his head, feeling a little embarrassed to speak.

there is time...

But... She had to go back and ask the "leader" for his opinion, and she could only go if the leader agreed to let him go.

"I'll go back and ask." She muttered softly.

Cheng Anle frowned, seeing Fu Tianlang's displeasure early in the morning: "This trivial matter needs to be approved by him?"

When Qiao Wan was ridiculed by her, she immediately lost face: "This, this is my business, of course I can make the decision."

Cheng Anle pursed her lips, turned around and ignored her.

Shen Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief: "Then it's settled."

"..." Qiao Wan silently lowered her eyes without saying a word.

Before marriage, Qiao's mother had repeatedly warned her that a daughter-in-law must control the financial power. If she grasps the economy firmly, it is equivalent to seizing a man's lifeline. How can he go out without a penny?
Qiao Wan listened to these words, but she worked hard for a year, but instead of being able to grasp Fu Tianlang's "lifeblood", her small throat was pinched tightly.

For example, her ID card, passport, and some fragmentary documents seemed to be taken away by Fu Tianlang for some unknown reason last time, and they were never returned to her.

And the more than 100 million she worked so hard to save before is still in Qiao Ma, and she will not go back to get it if it is not a last resort, so to put it bluntly, what she eats, wears, uses, and daily pocket money now It was given by Fu Tianlang.

This man is also very smart. Except for a secondary card, all the cash he gave her was pinched, which was only enough for her to buy some snacks on weekdays. As for the secondary card, if she moved a little, he would know immediately. In addition, he was stricter with her than Joe's father...

Qiao Wan frowned, other people's houses are strictly controlled by their wives, but she is lucky, she looks like a strict husband... It really feels like being stuck on a cutting board by a steel needle...

On the weekend, Qiao Wan put away the burden and obediently went back to their love nest.

I haven't seen each other for a week, and at night, it's natural to be upside down again.

Well... During this period, she was very cooperative, what he pointed at, what she hit, let her lie down and never stand... Although the process was a bit tiring... But who made her ask for anything...

Afterwards, she curled up on his chest covered in sweat, and rubbed her little head against his chin. She wanted to give him some pillow breeze, but her energy was limited, her mind was blank, and she forgot to tell him thing.

She fell asleep in a daze. In the dream, it seemed that someone was wiping the sweat stains on her body, and then changed her into a dry pajamas...

"Brother Lang...I have something to do." Qiao Wan lifted his eyelids vigorously, and rubbed in his arms unwillingly.

"Yeah." His voice was low and hoarse, and he reached out to stroke her hair gently.

What the hell is going on?

Qiao Wan tried hard to recall, but couldn't remember anything.

"Forgot." She murmured, not touching her gradually sinking eyelids, and fell asleep with her arms around his neck.

In the second half of the night, Qiao Wan groped around in a hazy sleep, but found a blank space.

What about people?

She opened her eyes under the quilt, and saw that Fu Tianlang's sleeping position was now vacant, and the pillow was still cold to the touch.

Qiao Wan rubbed his nose, and slowly got out of bed to look for someone.

Soon, she found him in the study.

The lights in the room were bright, and Fu Tianlang was sitting steadily in his pajamas, typing on the keyboard constantly, as if he was busy.

Qiao Wan glanced at the clock on the wall, it was three o'clock in the morning.

"Wanwan?" He saw her and beckoned her to come over.

Qiao Guan didn't move, but turned around and went downstairs to pour him a cup of hot water. In fact, she wanted to make him some milk to help him sleep, but this man didn't seem interested in such sweet drinks.

He took it calmly, without taking his eyes off the screen in front of him.

"Go to sleep, I'll be fine soon." He said lightly.

Qiao Guan slipped under his arm lazily, and sat curled up in his arms: "You are so busy."

He paused, withdrew his hand from typing on the keyboard, bowed his head and kissed her: "When the project is over, I will turn off work and go out with you?"

Qiao Wan raised his face: "When will it end?"

"Next year." He paused, not ignoring the disappointment in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)