The warm marriage and cute wife of the rich and famous

Chapter 47 Don't Answer His Call
Walking out of the school gate, she was surprised to find that Yan Hao hadn't come. She felt relieved, and saw her car was already waiting in the distance.

She walked over and saw a new face in the car.

"Miss, I'm the new driver Li Ran, please cover me more from now on." The driver Li Ran introduced himself.

Hearing what he said, Song Xiaoqiao looked at him twice more.This man is not short, and he can feel it just by sitting. He has a handsome face, about 25, and he is wearing a black suit, which looks very comfortable.

"Well, I just want you to be more eye-catching than everyone else before, and my sister is covering you." Others were polite to her, and she didn't hesitate to smile.

Li Ran smiled and didn't get out of the car. This was explained to him by someone before. Miss Song has always disliked letting people know about the situation at home.

"By the way, your surname is Li?" Song Xiaoqiao, who got into the car, suddenly thought of one thing, that the driver who went up seemed to be also surnamed Li.

"En." Li Ran responded, paused and said, "The driver before is my uncle, and I'm his nephew, dear."

Song Xiaoqiao nodded and stopped talking.

At the door of the house, Song Xiaoqiao got out of the car and left.

Li Ran drove the car to the garage.

Seeing her daughter coming back, Song Zhen hurriedly greeted her enthusiastically.

"Are you tired?"

"Not tired."

After a brief conversation, Song Zhen felt that her daughter was in a good mood, so she took her suit and walked out the door.

Tang Yulian and Qin Sufen were not at home. They probably went to have a beauty treatment at this time, so Song Xiaoqiao would be clean even if they were not at home.

It was still early, and she had nothing to do so she went to her room.

After reading the book for a while, he moved to the bed.

When the phone rang, she picked it up and looked at it. It was Yan Hao's message.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Qiao. I'm going on a business trip temporarily. I'll be back in a few days. Don't miss me too much."

"cough--"

Song Xiaoqiao was choked, this Yan Hao's speech became more and more strange.

Forget it, maybe it was a joke, she replied, "Brother Haozi, you can do your own work."

There was no response for a long time after the WeChat was sent, so she threw the phone on the bed and left it alone.

Originally, she thought about going to see Xiao Beibei, but she thought that it was a good time for the two of them to be alone, so she gave up.

Knowing that she was fine, he felt relieved, with Gu Qi around, she would get better soon.

Lying on the bed, he picked up his phone again and kept flipping through it.

Duan Xiu, you really are enough——

"Wife wife I love you like a mouse loves rice—"

Hey, when did the ringtone of my mobile phone change, and why does this song sound familiar?

In the next second, her eyes widened, staring at the caller ID on her phone.

Duan Xiu, it's Duan Xiu!

He actually called, wait a minute, isn't that voice Duan Xiu's, oh my god.

Song Xiaoqiao's face turned red, she threw away her phone and covered her ears with her hands.

Can't hear, can't hear.

Her heart was chaotic at the moment, bumping like a deer.

Damn, she still has a feeling of surprise, she doesn't want to admit it, but she can't ignore it anyway.

"Wife wife I love you like a mouse loves rice—"

God, when did this person change it, and when did he record this ringtone? Song Xiaoqiao's face was so red that she was about to bleed.

Her face was burning, and her ears were also red.

The ringing continued, she suppressed the excitement in her heart, desperately trying not to let herself answer it.

It took him so long to call, she didn't want to forgive him so soon.

The phone rang intermittently more than a dozen times, Song Xiaoqiao couldn't take it anymore, so she picked up the phone and pressed reject.

Ring again, refuse again.

After coming down several times, there were no more calls from there.

Song Xiaoqiao was very angry. After waiting for a few minutes, she decided not to call again, and a feeling of loss rose in her heart.

Hey, she's going crazy.

She rested her chin on her hands, and soon fixed her eyes on the phone again.

Duan Xiu didn't call again, nor sent a message.

Gradually, Song Xiaoqiao felt a pain in her heart.

She cursed herself for being worthless, took her clothes and went to the bathroom directly.

In the luxurious presidential suite, Duan Xiu, who was sitting on the sofa, was rubbing his temples and staring at his mobile phone.

He didn't dare to hit her anymore, he was afraid that if he hit her again, the phone would be turned off.

That way, he won't be able to find her.

There was a knock on the door, he withdrew his thoughts, and said in a deep voice, "Come in."

The secretary came in and put a document bag on the tea fan in front of him, "President, this is Huaxing's information."

"En." Duan Xiu replied.

The secretary turned and walked out.

"Wait, Secretary Ye, go and prepare a copy of Hua Yi's information."

"It's the president." Ye Qian nodded and walked out.

*

Song Xiaoqiao didn't know when she fell asleep, and when she woke up, it was already an hour later.

There was no movement outside, and it seemed that they hadn't come back yet.

Picking up the phone, I saw that there was not a single message on it, and there was not a single missed call.

Suppressing the sense of loss in her heart, she stretched out her hand and patted her face, and said to herself, "Song Xiaoqiao, be better."

While watching TV, I heard someone knocking on the door.

"Xiao Qiao, come out for dinner." Song Zhen's voice came in.

"coming."

When we arrived at the restaurant, we saw a table full of dishes.

Song Zhen took his daughter to sit down, and said with a smile: "See that you have lost weight these days, and I specially asked someone to cook a few more dishes, all of which you like to eat."

The smell was so familiar, Song Xiaoqiao sniffed it, and suppressed her surprise, "Yes, Aunt Chen is back?"

Aunt Chen was at home as long as Song Xiaoqiao could remember, and she resigned because of family affairs the year before last.

"I know I can't hide it from you. It's her. I'm busy with the family affairs, so let her come over." Song Zhen said and began to pick up vegetables for his daughter, "Eat more."

Song Xiaoqiao excitedly picked up a piece of braised pork with chopsticks and put it in her mouth, "Well, that's the taste."

Seeing his daughter's enjoyment, Song Zhen knew that it was right to invite him back.

After the meal, Song Xiaoqiao went to the kitchen.

Seeing Song Xiaoqiao approaching, Aunt Chen quickly smiled and pulled her to talk.

"Aunt Chen, I miss you so much." Song Xiaoqiao hugged Aunt Chen directly.

"Me too, I can't bear to miss you. Now that I'm better, we can be together again." Aunt Chen patted Song Xiaoqiao's back, tears rolled down her eyes, she sucked her nose and quickly wiped away the tears.

Song Xiaoqiao almost cried when she heard her choking.

"Look at you, those who don't know think something happened." Tang Yulian smiled and said to the two people who were hugging her.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Chen quickly let go of Song Xiaoqiao, and said with some embarrassment: "Hello, old lady, I couldn't hold back just now, I didn't expect to be able to come back again."

Tang Yulian stepped forward to hold her hand and said with a smile, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

Qin Sufen and Song Zhen also walked in with a smile, and the kitchen immediately became lively.

"Wife wife I love you like a mouse loves rice—"

Suddenly, a pleasant cell phone rang, and the lively kitchen fell silent.

Several people looked at the source of the sound together, and saw Song Xiaoqiao, who had always been quiet and steady, blushing, touching the phone in her left and right pockets. After touching the phone, she was so flustered that she couldn't help herself. Finally, she rushed out of the kitchen with the phone in her hands and headed to her room. rush away.

(End of this chapter)