The warm marriage and cute wife of the rich and famous

Chapter 58 Isn't he so happy with her?
Without Duan Xiu, Song Xiaoqiao was like another person.

She dangled around the living room in her slippers, sometimes laughing.

The TV was still on, but Song Xiaoqiao wasn't laughing at this.

In the QQ group, messages from Gu Qi and Xiao Beibei kept coming.

Song Xiaoqiao smiled, pressing her two thumbs quickly on the phone screen.

Over there, Gu Qi sent pictures from time to time, while Xiao Beibei sent texts.

"Little Qiao, you type slowly, you're almost out of breath."

Song Xiaoqiao slowed down a bit, but quickly flew up again.

After being protested by the two of them again, she replied, "I can't help it."

"I got you."

Gu Qi and Xiao Beibei were actually at the same time. When Song Xiaoqiao saw this sentence, her hands froze.

These two people really have a good understanding.

But she didn't post such words, she only posted a smiling picture.

Just after posting the picture, she saw a WeChat message coming in. She smiled and clicked on it, and was immediately happy when she saw the other party's name.

She sent a message to the three groups where she was, "Cheng Yan sent me a WeChat message, you can chat first."

Cheng Yan?

After Gu Qi and Xiao Beibei looked at each other, they immediately started pressing.

"The No.2 in your class?"

"Isn't he a ten-thousand-year iceberg, why would he send you a WeChat message?"

The two were in a hurry, but unfortunately they didn't get a reply from Song Xiaoqiao.

Here Song Xiaoqiao is slowly replying to Cheng Yan's WeChat.

She replied very seriously, not daring to reply quickly.

"I don't have time for these two days. You'll be fine on Monday."

It was still about the notebook, Song Xiaoqiao replied very tactfully.

"But, but I—" Cheng Yan typed halfway and then deleted it.

Reposted with a picture of a smile, followed by a, "OK."

Song Xiaoqiao quit WeChat, and saw that her mobile phone was blasted by QQ messages.

God, she was only gone for a while.

After reading one by one, Song Xiaoqiao smiled and pressed.

"You think too much, there is nothing between us, it's all related to study, well, I'm going to take a nap, you guys can play."

After she finished sending, she put the phone on the coffee table, pulled a blanket and lay down on the sofa with her eyes closed.

Outside the door, people who had already "leaved" were looking at their mobile phones.

On the phone was a picture of his little wife lying on the sofa. The corner of his mouth curled up, he took the key to open the next room and went in.

After sleeping until three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Xiaoqiao couldn't sleep anymore.

It was still early before seven o'clock, she picked up her phone and took a look, hey, what are these two doing?
Seeing the contents above one by one, she was almost speechless.

Just then, the phone rang.

It was Gu Qi calling, she answered with a smile.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"What's going on with that Cheng Yan, tell me."

"Yes, Xiao Qiao, tell us what he means, and analyze it for you to see what he means."

Xiao Beibei's voice also came over, and Song Xiaoqiao rubbed her temples.

Are these two people too busy? She said helplessly, "What's there? There's really nothing."

"That Cheng Yan heard you say before that he has always been cold and doesn't like to talk to people, and now he is suddenly like this, we are worried."

Song Xiaoqiao sighed, "If you have to say something, it may be that I am No.1 and he is No.2."

"But--"

"Oh, you guys are really thinking too much. Boys, maybe you just can't swallow this breath. Now you are asking me to borrow a notebook because you want to surpass it."

Gu Qi wanted to say something, but was robbed by Xiao Beibei.

"Little Qiao, pay attention to yourself, if he has any other actions, you can tell us."

"Okay, baby, are you feeling better?"

"Well, it's much better. I can go to class next Monday, and I will go to play with you then."

"it is good."

Song Xiaoqiao pressed the hang up button before Xiao Beibei finished speaking, and if she went down, there would be no end to it.

Seeing that the blacked-out screen did not light up again, Song Xiaoqiao felt relieved.

At this time, she didn't want to go out anymore, so she flipped through the movie with the remote control.

Time passed bit by bit, the movie ended, and Song Xiaoqiao went to the bathroom.

Turned to another movie and continued to watch.

In the next room, in the living room, Duan Xiu also flipped through the same movie as hers.

He looked at her smiling so happily, he didn't think it was so funny.

still--

Isn't he so happy with her?
The pleasant ringtone of the mobile phone rang, and after looking at the display, Duan Xiu lay down on the sofa.

"Say."

"Xiu, just tell me, is Secretary Ye married?"

Duan Nan's words revealed eagerness and caution.

But who Duan Xiu was, he knew what was going on when he called.

He pretended to be thinking, and did not forget to sarcastically, "It seems that there are some things in this world that police officers can't handle."

"No, her background is a bit strange, as if it was deliberately hidden, so—" So he didn't find out.

Duan Xiu didn't point it out, but he really didn't notice this before.

Ye Qian, he really didn't check it out.

"Xiaoxiu, look—" Duan Nan almost begged him.

But in the name of being an older brother, it's really hard to say that.

Duan Xiu thought for a while, "How about this, give me all the photos in your hand, and make sure there are no copies, and I will help you."

"Deal!" Anyway, he didn't think about what to do with these photos, so Duan Nan readily agreed.

After the call was over, Duan Xiu made a phone call and asked someone to investigate.

Things that are usually done in just one or two hours, but there is no news after five o'clock in the afternoon.

This time he also took heart.

His subordinates must not have such unknown people.

If it wasn't because he wanted to know where his little wife wanted to go, he wouldn't have wasted so much time on it.

At this time, the phone rang, Duan Xiu glanced at the caller ID, and his face sank immediately.

"What's going on? It's been so long!"

"I'm sorry boss, we got it wrong at the beginning, and now we have found out."

"Say."

"Ye Qian, 25 years old, Han nationality, female, graduated from—"

"Stop." Duan Xiu's face darkened immediately, "Send me an email."

Finally calmed down, Duan Xiu went to pour a glass of water to drink. Just about to check in the mailbox, he suddenly remembered that it seemed that he hadn't seen what his little wife was doing for a while.

Some things can be put aside, he clicked on the video, and was stunned after just one glance.

What about people, where did the people I saw a few minutes ago go?

Without thinking, he grabbed the car keys and ran out.

*

Song Xiaoqiao walked out of the apartment with a bag, and walked for a while before seeing a taxi.

It's really biased here!

It's still early, and she has a headache from watching the movie, so she might as well go out for a stroll.

Duan Xiu will be here tomorrow, and he will follow wherever he goes.

When alone, it's really good.

There is no tail, and thinking of a tail makes her want to laugh.

However, she is looking forward to the meeting at night.

She glanced at the bag in her hand, the corners of her mouth curled up, and even her eyes were smiling.

(End of this chapter)