The spring of the reborn female partner

Chapter 106 A Very Warm Picture

Thinking of this, Mengyao immediately made a decision in her heart, she was not going to have dinner with Mr. Qiao.

Mr. Qiao is a nice person, and she also knows that in the future life, there will not be too many intersections between the two of them.

Firstly, the possibility of her going out to work is very small, and secondly, after all, Mengyao doesn't like to be in debt to others. If someone invites her, she must invite her back.

Of course, forget it, they are husband and wife, the closest two people in this life, if the Great God invites her to dinner, she will not invite her back.

Although Mr. Qiao is a good person, Mengyao already knew that the two of them were nodding acquaintances who met and greeted each other in the end, so there was really no need to eat.

Thinking of this, Mengyao shook her head, "No, Mr. Qiao, I'm a bit busy today, next time, I'll treat you next time."

Mengyao said polite words, both of them knew that the next time would not be how long, it was just a blank check.

Qiao Zhenfeng didn't force it, he still wanted to find out more about the woman, "Are you still at your friend's house?"

He stared closely at Mengyao's eyes, not letting go of any subtle facial changes.

It was only when Mengyao remembered that she seemed to have said this to others in the past, so she nodded.

"Mr. Qiao, I won't let you go up. After all, it's his house, so it's not very convenient."

Mengyao used what Mr. Qiao said last time. She didn't feel much last time. This time she really felt inconvenient. It used to be a company, and there would be many intersections.

Now this relationship is gone. It is a bit far-fetched to say that the boss and the employee are not friends. It is just a pair of strange men and women. This kind of relationship is really not suitable.

Qiao Zhenfeng didn't say anything, he knew that haste makes waste, and finally Qiao Zhenfeng added Mengyao's WeChat.

After seeing that the other party agreed to his friend request, he smiled, and the two exchanged a few more polite words before Qiao Zhenfeng reluctantly left.

This time I have to go to WeChat, and it is not without gains.

As for the phone number, it was on the employee's entry form. He tried to search for the phone number, but he couldn't find WeChat. Either Chen Mengyao had set privacy, or her WeChat was not bound to this phone.

After Mengyao got home, she put all her things down, looked at her phone, it was still early, and she was making dinner for the master later.

Now that I had a good rest, I took out my phone and checked WeChat Moments.

She doesn't have many friends on wechat, only those who post updates, and a few who are in wechat business are diligent in posting.

Now many people have set up Moments to be visible to friends for three days, and she has set it up too.

She looked at Qiao Zhenfeng who had just joined. Qiao Zhenfeng's WeChat nickname was Soaring Space. She looked at the note, and the name in the note was Mr. Qiao.

I clicked on his circle of friends. His circle of friends is not set to be visible to friends for a few days, so they can be seen.

The dynamics in it are very boring, almost all things between the boss and the employees, or how to be a good leader.

It really fits the news of being a boss.

She smiled, feeling extremely bored.

In her circle of friends, she didn't see any overly intimate men or women, but there were a few photos of family members eating together.

She saw the middle-aged aunt she saw in Mao's private kitchen that day, presumably it was Mr. Qiao's mother, and there were photos of her birthday in it.

She also thought of the rumor that Mr. Qiao in the company likes men, and she also smiled slightly. Nowadays, many people just like to spread rumors and gossip about others. Mengyao smiled, feeling that many things can be faked.

When Yitian came back, Mengyao had already cooked a large table of delicious meals, the man looked at his favorite dishes on the table, and felt a little warm in his heart.

When eating, Mengyao deliberately said, "Try today's meat, how does it taste?"

Yitian heard the words and tasted it, um, it was very tasty.

Seeing Xiaoroubao looking at him expectantly, he smiled and nodded, "It's delicious, my wife has worked hard."

Mengyao blushed a little, and now the master is getting more and more sensational, and such a sour remark pops up from time to time.

"The ribs and meat are brought by my mother from my hometown. They are the pigs we killed. You also know that the pork in the city is fed with fodder. My pigs are fed with their own food. They are better than those outside."

Yitian heard that he added another rib, which seemed to be more flavorful than the ribs he ate before.

After the two of them finished eating, Yitian still took the initiative to get up and go to the kitchen to clean up the dishes, wash the pot and wash the dishes. Mengyao was used to it. Hand cream, the two have formed a unique tacit understanding.

"It's almost Chinese New Year, and the company will also be on holiday, daughter-in-law, do you want to go home? I'll accompany you back to live for a few days."

When the mother-in-law came that time, even though Xiaoroubao didn't say anything, the man still saw a strong sense of homesickness from her.

That's right, it was the place where she was born and raised after all, and it was my own negligence that Xiao Roubao had feelings for it. After all these years of marriage, I still went to her hometown by myself in the year of marriage.

He is really unqualified as a husband, Yitian felt a deep sense of guilt, he stroked Xiaoroubao's hair.

Mengyao's eyes widened, the master is very busy every time, even during Chinese New Year, is it really okay?

Seeing the man's firm eyes, Mengyao nodded heavily.

Then the two looked at each other and smiled again, just like two children, Yitian is very satisfied with his life now.

The weather is still very cold now, and Mengyao doesn't want to go out, so the man still goes to the study to deal with work as usual.

Either Mengyao looked at her phone, or she lay on the window and looked at the people downstairs.

Although the weather is cold, some old men and women still come out to dance, but they wear more clothes.

Seeing those people dancing very energetically, Mengyao unconsciously smiled.

She fantasized about her life decades later, and she and Yitian would also become little old men and little old ladies, and they would dance in the park of the community, perhaps surrounded by her little grandson and little granddaughter.

The two of them may also lose a few teeth, and there is still a little air leakage when they talk.

Thinking of this, a picture seemed to appear in front of her.

The man has an arrogant personality, even at that age he refuses to accept his old age, and he still carries himself behind his back bravely, looking out of breath after walking a few steps.

Her smile is getting bigger and bigger, is this really a very warm picture?

She was so engrossed in her own thoughts that she didn't even notice the man standing behind her. When she turned her head, she saw a pair of smiling eyes looking at her without blinking.

(End of this chapter)