The warm marriage and cute wife of the rich and famous

Chapter 48 Duan Xiu admits his mistake
With a loud "bang", Song Xiaoqiao entered the room as she wished.

The phone is still ringing, her face is burning badly now, answer it or not?

She was going crazy, why did she forget to change the ringtone?

Still thinking that he won't call again, God, she really wants to find a hole in the ground to drill.

Forget it, pick it up and see what he wants to do.

Just thinking about it, he slid his hand lightly and connected.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Duan Xiu, who was reclining on the bed, did not expect to be connected. He was holding a photo in his hand, which was the photo of Yan Hao and Yan Hao at the school gate, and there was a thick pile of photos beside him.

He put down the photo with a smile on his lips.

"Just to ask if you want me?"

When Song Xiaoqiao heard his laughing voice, she immediately became angry, "I also said, when did you change the ringtone of my mobile phone, it's embarrassing, do you know that?"

"Oh." Even if he didn't see anyone, he still thought of his little wife's angry appearance at this moment.

"Hey, just one word, tell you not to touch my phone next time, do you hear me?" Song Xiaoqiao became angry when she thought of grandma and the others' expressions just now.

Duan Xiu stretched out his hand to spread out the photos, and suddenly a figure flashed into his field of vision.

It was Cheng Yan who sat with Song Xiaoqiao during class.

Every photo is marked with the name, "Cheng Yan?"

Song Xiaoqiao was still on fire, when she heard Duan Xiu mutter two words in a low voice, she frowned slightly, "What did you just say?"

"Nothing." Duan Xiu flipped through a few more sheets, "By the way, nothing happened today, right?"

"No." Song Xiaoqiao thought for a while, and always felt that Duan Xiu seemed to know something, but after thinking about it carefully, she didn't do anything, so she was not afraid of the shadow being crooked, even if there was something, she was not in the mood to follow He said.

When Duan Xiu heard her answer, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his slender fingers caressed the face of the little wife in the photo.

A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, it seemed that as soon as he left, someone couldn't wait.

Moreover, it is not alone.

Song Xiaoqiao saw that Duan Xiu stopped talking, and the fire in front of her that was about to die down was ignited again. She held the phone, her heart was very blocked.

"Any thing else?"

"No—wait a minute, yes." Duan Xiu got off the bed and walked to the French windows.

It was already dark, and neon lights of various colors flashed in front of his eyes, but the appearance of his little wife appeared in front of his eyes.

"Do you want me to come back earlier?" After a few seconds, he finally spit out these words.

Song Xiaoqiao was about to explode when she was waiting, but was immediately hit back to zero by his words.

Her heart skipped a beat, she could hardly keep up with this person's rhythm, she pouted her lips, and then said: "Work is important, I'll wait for you at home."

In fact, she originally wanted to say something else, but this sentence came out of her mouth, and she was about to despise herself to death in her heart.

Feeling vaguely uneasy and unhappy after hearing this sentence, Duan Xiu turned over all the photos.

"I didn't sleep well last night."

His voice was soft, like a whisper between lovers, Song Xiaoqiao felt as if she was being scratched by a cat's paw.

"Also, I shouldn't be angry with you."

It's over, this man—

"I was wrong, my wife, please forgive me?"

Song Xiaoqiao couldn't believe it, took the phone away and reconfirmed the caller ID on it, it was him.

Voices came from inside again, Song Xiaoqiao quickly put the phone to her ear.

"Honey, can I sing you a song?"

"Cough-cough-"

Song Xiaoqiao was choked, thinking of the ringtone, her face flushed, "Well, let's forget about singing."

"Then you sing for me?" Duan Xiu was in a good mood, and now he had forgotten all about the photos.

God knows how shocked he was when he saw the photo before, but now, after hearing a few words from his little wife, he was so happy that he forgot everything.

Song Xiaoqiao almost threw the phone away when he heard him say that, "No, I haven't completely forgiven you yet."

She pouted while talking, if Duan Xiu saw this scene, she would laugh until tears flowed down her face.

The point is, she doesn't know it herself.

"Okay, then I won't sing, and I will sing when my wife wants to sing." Duan Xiu changed the topic, fearing that the relief he had finally gained would be broken.

Outside the door, all three of them were clinging to the door.

They communicate with each other with eyes, gestures, or even raised eyebrows.

A few meters away, Aunt Chen covered her mouth and looked at the three of them with smiles in her eyes.

Tang Yulian was afraid that she couldn't help it, so she kept gesturing at her.

Aunt Chen quickly suppressed a smile and nodded.

In the room, how did Song Xiaoqiao know this.

Her tone of voice became lighter and lighter, and she laughed from time to time.

"Haha I laughed so hard, Duan Xiu, you don't know that many things happened to us today."

"Tell me to my husband." Duan Xiu sat on the bed again, his eyes were full of smiles.

Song Xiaoqiao thought for a while, "Cheng Yan, who has never smiled for thousands of years, showed his first smile since entering the school. You don't know how many people were shocked, and he, who always likes to sit in the back for class, actually sat in the third row today. The Chinese teachers at the university were all shocked."

Cheng Yan and Duan Xiu quickly found the photo.

He pinched one, "He should look good, right?"

At this moment, he was wondering if the little wife would lie or something.

Song Xiaoqiao looked back in her mind, "He is indifferent to everyone, as if someone owes him 100 million. He looks good, and many girls in our department like him."

"Oh, that--"

"Not including me." Song Xiaoqiao quickly explained as if she knew what he was going to say, "And he is not as good-looking as you."

Is this a compliment?

Duan Xiu chuckled, "Then who looks better, Gu Qi or I?"

Oh, it turned to Gu Qi again.

Song Xiaoqiao didn't reply to him immediately, but made a good comparison.

"Hey, let's talk, who is the best looking?" Duan Xiu waited a little anxiously, and Jun's face was a little uneasy.

He really didn't pay attention to other people, but he couldn't deny the fact that Gu Qi was the little wife.

Moreover, they have been playing together, in the eyes of the little wife, they have hardly existed in the past ten years.

Song Xiaoqiao heard a sigh and burst out laughing.

"Duan Xiu, you won't be jealous, will you?"

"Jealous?" Duan Xiu paused for a moment, and in the next second, he suddenly realized, "I heard you say that, it seems true, so what should I do?"

Song Xiaoqiao jumped onto the bed and jumped on the bed a few times.

Duan Xiu frowned slightly when he heard the voice over there, and asked in surprise: "What are you doing, is there someone else here? Who is he?"

"Haha, let's see where you're going, I'm jumping on the bed, there's no one else here, I'm alone, I'm in my room. But, you know, grandma and the others in the kitchen can hear the phone ringing, People are about to lose their lives."

It turned out to be the case, Duan Xiu heaved a sigh of relief, and raised his eyebrows when he heard what the little wife said behind him, "I don't know how daddy will react?"

"He, stay away." Song Xiaoqiao was furious, "It's all your fault, I'm going to be ashamed to face people, ah, you——"

Duan Xiu was surprised, the phone had been hung up, he quickly put the photos on the bed into a file bag and put all the documents into the suitcase, picked up his suit and rushed out of the room.

　Boss Duan is coming back to find someone to settle accounts, do you want to see it?Those who like are welcome to come and watch, everyone.

　　PS Joyful Little Theater (for my dear friends)
　　Duan Xiu: What do you mean?
　　Yan Hao: What do you think it means.

　　Cheng Yan: Excuse me, who are you?
　　Gu Qi: Little uncle, I'm really just passing by.

　　Duan Nan: I'm "looking after" your little sister-in-law for you. Didn't you let me do it? I said, mistress, you——

　　Duan Xiu: Get lost——

　　
　
(End of this chapter)