love always sunny

Chapter 339
But once the fight got too loud, even Xiang Siqi didn't bother to bother, and let them quarrel.

It's just that tonight she worked overtime in her room and stayed up all night. When she heard the quarrel downstairs, she became a little upset, so she couldn't help but stand up and speak again.

"It's not your mother, you're making trouble with me again!" Xiang Mingguang said angrily, picked up the pillow on the bed and walked out the door.

"Xiang Mingguang, where are you going? I haven't said anything yet!" Liu Yunrong shouted.

"What are you talking about! I don't understand you, I'm going to sleep in the guest room!" Xiang Mingguang said angrily, "You don't feel ashamed to swear in front of your daughter!"

After speaking, he turned a corner and left.

"Mom, can you stop arguing with dad all the time, make him anxious, and find you a woman outside, then you will suffer! He still knows to sleep in the guest room, and if he gets annoyed, he will go outside Overnight, isn't this just a chance for women outside?" Xiang Siqi said.

Liu Yunrong sighed. In fact, she just lacked a sense of security. She usually played mahjong and chatted with those wealthy wives. Kicked away by success.

People like her who don't work at home and rarely have contact with the outside world are naturally worried about men sinking in the fancy world outside. There are so many young women outside who want to get rich. Those women don't care about men. No matter how old they are, as long as they have money and can provide them with the material life they want.

Those vixens are not only good looking, but also smart in their brains. If they are allowed to conceive a son and a half daughter, won't this endanger the status of their own children?
I am unlucky, so I can't let my children be wronged too!

In this way, when chatting with rich wives every day, most of what I absorbed was this kind of bad news, and I naturally became suspicious in my heart, for fear that I would also become a second wife.

Liu Yunrong looked at her daughter, but who could she tell her worries?
The sons and daughters are all busy, even if they say something, they may not be able to listen to it, but they will say that she is worrying, just like Xiang Siqi now.

So Liu Yunrong had to hold back even if she was wronged, and could only nod sullenly: "Understood, you can go back to work, don't be too tired."

"En." Xiang Siqi nodded, and left without even a word of comfort.

Anyway, this kind of thing has happened many times, she has long been used to it, and she used up all the words of comfort in the early stage. Thinking about it, this time is just one of the ordinary quarrels, it's not a big deal.

Xiang Mingguang was lying on the bed in the guest room, unable to sleep no matter what, Liu Yunrong's noisy and Yan Jiao's angry appearance kept changing in his mind, and finally stayed on Yan Jiao's delicate face like her name .

Thinking of her quietness in the car, only the faint scent of her body was quiet, so she couldn't help but smile, thinking of that quietness.

The next day, Xiang Mingguang was sitting in the car on his way to the company when he received a call saying Yan Jiao's name.

Because of his relationship with Xiang Yiyang, Yan Jiao also has his phone number in her hand, but she has never contacted her.

As Xiang Yiyang's third uncle, when Xiang Yiyang wanted to find him, he always contacted him personally, so Xiang Mingguang was somewhat surprised when he received Yan Jiao's call this time.

"Hello." Xiang Mingguang picked up the phone, looking forward to Yan Jiao's young and sweet voice.

"President." On the other end of the phone, Yan Jiao's voice was weak and hoarse, not as crisp as yesterday, "I have to ask for sick leave today, sorry."

"I don't..." Xiang Mingguang frowned, trying to remind her that she had dialed the wrong number, but the other party didn't give him this chance and hung up the phone directly.

Xiang Mingguang frowned and looked at the phone, and looked at the notification that the call ended. After a long while, he said something to the driver, and the car changed direction temporarily.

Xiang Mingguang stood at the door. This building is an ordinary residential building in the community. It is half-new and not old. It was demolished ten or twelve years ago.

Originally this was a village, Zheng.The government bought the land here to build buildings, converted the area of ​​the villagers' original bungalows into buildings, and divided the houses according to the area. Many villagers divided the area and asked for several small houses for rent out.

The facilities here are quite good, with a total of six floors, no elevators, two households on the first floor, one household with two, and one household with one, while Yan Jiao lives in a small apartment with one room on the fourth floor.

This kind of housing does not have a doorbell. The previous landlord installed a security door with a doorbell on the security door. I don’t know if it works.

Xiang Mingguang pressed it tentatively, and the doorbell actually rang, the sound of "dang bang bang bang" was quite loud.

After a long time since the bell rang, when Xiang Mingguang impatiently wanted to press it again, there was finally movement inside the door.

When the door opened, Xiang Mingguang froze on the spot.

Yan Jiao stood at the door, wearing ordinary cotton pajamas, her face was sickly pale, even her lips were pale, not as pink and pretty as yesterday, her nose was still stuffed with toilet paper, and her feet were bare, stepping on the cold On the bare ground, on the white feet, the thumbs are still upturned, which looks very cute.

Obviously Yan Jiao was also taken aback when she saw Xiang Mingguang, she opened her mouth slightly and froze on the spot.

Xiang Mingguang came back to his senses first: "Have you caught a cold?"

As he asked, he entered the room and quickly closed the door to prevent her from getting sick and catching a cold.

Yan Jiao was startled, and immediately took out the toilet paper stuffed up her nose, and said embarrassingly, "I have a little fever."

Her voice still had a strong nasal tone, and because of embarrassment, her pale face was stained with a layer of blush, she looked delicate and weak, and I felt pity for her.

Seeing her like this, Xiang Mingguang's heart immediately softened, and without thinking, he put his palm on her forehead to keep warm: "Go and lie down, why did you come down with bare feet."

"When I heard the doorbell, I was so anxious that I forgot to put on my slippers." Yan Jiao lowered her head, looking like a child who has done something wrong.

"Heh!" Xiang Mingguang thought she looked so cute, so he couldn't help laughing.

She now has a plain face, without the delicate makeup of the past, and she looks much younger than usual, like a college student who has just graduated.

"Go back to bed and lie down, have you taken your medicine?" Xiang Mingguang asked.

Yan Jiao walked towards the bedroom, and said as she walked, "There is no fever-reducing medicine at home, I really don't have the strength to go out, so I just took two cold medicines."

"What's the use of taking cold medicine for a fever? Such a grown-up person can't take care of himself so well!" Xiang Mingguang scolded.

Yan Jiao looked at him in surprise, she didn't expect that Xiang Mingguang, who was old enough to be her father, had a good body, and he looked relaxed holding her, no worse than a young and strong man.

It should be said that Xiang Mingguang is really well maintained. He is 55 years old and looks only in his early forties. Although there are wrinkles on his face, it also adds the charm of a mature man. Considering his age, this man is enough to be called It's the best.

Young girls wouldn't mind if it was him.

"Mr. Xiang, why are you here?" Yan Jiao asked.

Xiang Mingguang carried her to the bed, covered her tightly with the quilt, and then said: "Just now you made a wrong call and called me. I'll come and have a look."

"Ah! I'm sorry! I was in a daze. I dialed the picture when I saw the picture on the phone. I'm sorry." Yan Jiao said, explaining with a flustered expression, "I didn't mean it, I didn't know it was you, I really I want to call the president, don't get me wrong, I'm not..."

"I know, I'm sorry I misunderstood you last time, you don't need to explain anymore, I know you didn't mean it." Xiang Mingguang said, looking at her grievance, he apologized to her more and more. I found that she was actually a little girl, not as scheming as I thought.

Yan Jiao bit her lip, lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed again, but was held down by Xiang Mingguang: "What are you going to do again?"

"I went to make a call. I made the wrong number just now. If the president didn't receive the call, he must have thought I was a miner." Yan Jiao said.

"No need, I've already called him and asked for leave for you, so you have a good rest." Xiang Mingguang said.

"No, I have to talk about what to do if the president misunderstood." Yan Jiao said.

"Are you so afraid of his misunderstanding?" Xiang Mingguang raised his eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)