Crazy!Her sick petite wolf dog is milky and sticky

Chapter 221 You Can't Miss the Wedding

After Xie Han's death, even the master who has been helping them has no news.

Lu Xiaohua had to accept this reality and organized Xie Han's funeral together with Xie Yizhou.

At that time, some people from wealthy families in the capital will be invited to the funeral. Xie Yizhou also plans to formally bring Lu Xiaohua to appear in the celebrity circle of the capital, so that everyone will accept her identity.

Besides, he no longer had any hope for Xie Yu, his son, so he wanted to introduce Xie Qianyi to his partners to support Xie Qianyi's career.

After Mr. Xie helped Xie Yu to bring the two of them out of the Xie family, they realized that Xie Yu had already grasped the power, and all the people in the group were placed by him.

If they want to get involved in a small project, the employees will report to Xie Yu.

Let Xie Yu know that he will basically make things difficult on purpose.

Xie couldn't stay any longer, so they could only find a way to start a business.

Fortunately, Xie Yizhou, as a child of the Xie family and the previous president of the Xie family, still has a lot of contacts, which can help Xie Qianyi overcome the difficulties in the early stage of starting a business.

Xie Han's funeral was held at the villa where Xie Yizhou and Lu Xiaohua lived.

The day before the funeral.

Song Qingqing returned to her rented house from the hospital, while Shao Ze stayed at her home.

Because the injury on his hand was not fully healed, it happened to be his right hand. He said that he couldn't take care of himself and needed someone to take care of him.

Seeing how pitiful he was, Song Qingqing still couldn't bear to drive him away.

She opened the door and came in, only to find Shao Ze laying on her sofa disfigured, watching a movie and eating potato chips.He didn't even shave his beard, and he didn't have the image of a top male star at all.

"Can you clean yourself up?"

Song Qingqing walked over and took the potato chips from his hand.

"Why am I hurt? It hurts when I lift my hand."

"Don't you still have a hand?"

Shao Ze said confidently, "I'm not used to using my left hand."

Song Qingqing was speechless for a while, and went to the kitchen with the vegetables she bought.

Shao Ze got up and followed her, wrapped one hand around her waist, and pulled her into his arms.

"Qingqing, help me shave my beard."

Song Qingqing frowned, and wanted to refuse at first, but she didn't know what she thought of. Her indifferent eyes were covered with darkness, and she turned to look at Shao Ze for a long time, "Okay."

There was a kind of gray mist in her eyes that people couldn't see through.

Shao Zeming was holding her, but there was a feeling that she was so far away from him that he couldn't see her position, so he couldn't help tightening his arms around her.

"You let me go first."

Song Qingqing's voice came, which interrupted Shao Ze's thoughts.

Shao Ze loosened some of the strength in his hands, and Song Qingqing walked towards the bathroom first.

The house she rented was small, and the bathroom was not far away.

During this time, Shao Ze curled up on the sofa in the small living room.

A few days ago, Song Qingqing also bought some men's daily necessities for Shao Ze.

She skillfully used the razor to help Shao Ze deal with the stubble on his chin, stood on tiptoe slightly, her eyes were very focused, while Shao Ze's eyes were always on her.

It didn't take long, and Song Qingqing asked him, "What do you want for dinner?"

Song Qingqing can also cook, but only a few simple dishes.

When she lived with Shao Ze, Shao Ze would take the initiative to make food for her.

"Pot-wrapped meat, Coca-Cola chicken wings."

Shao knew that there were not many dishes that Song Qingqing could cook. She usually stewed vegetarian dishes casually when she ate by herself, and these two were considered to be the better meat dishes Song Qingqing cooked.

"Ah."

Seeing her go out, Shao Ze hooked his lower lip.

Song Qingqing treated him very well today, not only shaving him, but also asking him what he would like to eat.

When it was time for dinner, Shao Ze took a photo of the table of dishes.

Although there are only four dishes, pot-packed meat, cola chicken wings, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and seaweed egg drop soup, the light is warm and the photos look particularly warm.

Shao Ze posted a circle of friends with the caption: [Dinner made by my wife [cute] [kiss]]

[Unscrupulous Boss (Xie Yu): That's it?I make a hundred times better than this. 】

[Shao Ze: Cut, has your wife cooked for you? 】

[Unscrupulous Boss (Xie Yu): How could I let my wife cook? 】

[Shao Ze: I usually cook for my wife, but my wife is willing to cook for me, and just now asked me what I want to eat. 】

[Unscrupulous boss (Xie Yu): I have a chef in my family. 】

[Shao Ze: If your wife really loves you, even a chef will cook for you. 】

【Unscrupulous Boss (Xie Yu): [Smiling]】

Questioning Mingci's love for him?Xie Yu couldn't bear it anymore.

He was wearing the big blue dinosaur pajamas he bought in Mingci, lying on the sofa, typing and fighting back.

[Unscrupulous Boss (Xie Yu): My wife will make it for me in the future, Song Qingqing is not your wife, what are you calling?We have a marriage certificate, do you have one? 】

【Shao Ze: [smiles]】

[Shao Ze: Boss, I didn't say, why are you so idle? 】

Of course Xie Yu is free.

After all, he enslaved a cat to help him work.

After Shao Ze replied Xie Yu's words, he didn't bother to read Xie Yu's reply. Sometimes this guy talks too much, especially when arguing with him about something.

He ate happily, and Song Qingqing said coldly, "Xie Han is dead."

"Xie Han?"

Shao Ze looked at her blankly, and didn't realize who Xie Han was for a while.

Seeing that he didn't know this person, Song Qingqing reminded him, "She is Lu Xiaohua's daughter."

"Lu Xiaohua's daughter? Isn't that the Xie family's illegitimate daughter?"

Shao knew about Lu Xiaohua, and Xie Yu had told him about Lu Xiaohua before.

"Yes."

Song Qingqing smiled softly, the corners of her lips curved slightly ironically.

"She died? How did she die?"

Shao Ze frowned, not understanding why Song Qingqing suddenly mentioned Xie Han's matter.Because of Xie Yu, he didn't have a good impression of Lu Xiaohua, mother and son.

Although he often said that Xie Yu was an unscrupulous boss who always enslaved him to make money, but Xie Yu helped him a lot, and Shao Ze still regarded him as a good brother.

"Sudden death in sleep."

Song Qingqing took a mouthful of rice slowly.

"In the hospital where I work, she is my boss."

"So coincidental?"

"Well, so I want to go to her funeral."

Song Qingqing looked up at Shao Ze, "Can you take me there?"

"Do you have a good relationship with her?"

"Normal relationship. I just didn't expect her to die like this. It's better to take a look."

Song Qingqing's eyes were calm, and Shao Ze believed her words.

Moreover, she just wanted to attend Xie Han's funeral, which was not an excessive request, and Shao felt that it was okay for him to talk to Xie Yu.

"Then I'll talk to Xie Yu later, it should be fine."

After dinner, Shao Ze called Xie Yu.

When Shao Ze mentioned this, Xie Yu felt a little strange.

He didn't understand why Song Qingqing wanted to attend Xie Han's funeral. Since it was just an ordinary colleague relationship, there was no need to attend the funeral.

However, this idea is only in the mind for a moment.

Xie Yu didn't care much about women other than Mingci, so for Shao Ze's sake, he agreed to this matter and didn't go into it further.

When the day of the funeral came, he would ask his secretary to take Shao Ze and the others there.

After Shao Ze and Song Qingqing finished their dinner, it was time for Xie Yu to have dinner too.

Xie Yu nested on the sofa, and when he saw Ming Ci coming down the stairs, he straightened up and sat up.

"A word."

Mingci saw a big dinosaur rushing towards him, and hugged her.

"Can you cook for me tomorrow?" After saying this, Xie Yu looked down at her for a while, and asked suspiciously, "Can you cook?"

"I will." Mingci looked at him leisurely, "But there is a chef at home, why should I cook for you? And tomorrow I'm going to Xie's legal department."

After Xie Yu accepted the Xie family, Mr. Xie wanted Ming to resign from managing the legal department of the group.

The old man thought, in this way, Mingci can also help Xie Yu in the group, after all, there are still many people who are eyeing Xie Yu's position.

In addition to Xie Yizhou and Xie Qianyi who had just been kicked out, Xie Yu's uncle and cousin Xie Zhengcheng also had some thoughts about the shares of the Xie family.

"Because Shao Ze's girlfriend cooks for him, he even shows off to me."

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Mingci never expected such a reason, and was a little speechless.

Elementary school chicken comparison psychology!
She felt that saying that Xie Yu was only three years old was too much.

Ming Ci patted his forehead, "Hurry up and eat, why are you so busy these days?"

"You haven't promised me yet!"

Xie Yu hugged her slender waist tightly, not letting her go.

"Can I do it when I'm free on the weekend? I'll do it for you then."

Mingci's eyes were a little helpless.

Only then was he satisfied, and the two went to the restaurant for dinner together.

"I can also make desserts, how about making you a sugar steamed cheese?"

Hearing these four words, Xie Yu stopped eating.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Mingci said to him while eating, "You don't want to eat? Don't you like to eat this most? You always let me before"

Having said this, Mingci's words suddenly stopped.

Xie Yu put down his chopsticks, narrowing his narrow and flirtatious peach blossom eyes slightly.

He looked at Mingci carefully, and said quietly, "You have never made this for me before, and I have never eaten any steamed cheese, unless it was..." Past life.

In the previous life, when he was young, she liked to coax him with this pastry.

"That's probably my memory."

Mingci coughed lightly, buried his head and continued to eat, without turning his head to look at Xie Yu.

Although he didn't look at him, he could feel Xie Yu's gaze, which had a strong sense of presence, and brought some scrutiny and exploration, which couldn't be ignored at all.

His sight somehow made Mingci feel a little overwhelmed.

"I'm done eating."

She took a few bites casually, and was about to get up and go upstairs.

As soon as he got up, Xie Yu dragged him into his arms.

He hugged her waist tightly, his chin lightly rubbed against the back of her neck, his warm breath sprayed on her neck, and his eyes were hidden in the waves and dark.

"A Ci, do you remember?"

Xie Yu's voice became hoarse, and his hands holding her became tighter.

Unconsciously, there was a little tension in his eyes.

But she remembered it all, and didn't leave him.

Does that mean
Xie Yu's eyes were slightly red, and he didn't dare to think about it.

He wanted her so much, he wanted her in his past life, he also wanted her in this life, he dreamed, he wanted her even if he didn't dream, he thought of going crazy, so he did many, many crazy things.

It wasn't until he completely lost her later that he realized that what he did would only drive her further and further away, so that those people would have a chance to attack her.

If she remembered, she would never be able to erase what he had done.

Xie Yu was not sure if Mingci would forgive him.

"Yes."

After a long time, the voice of Mingci came.

Xie Yu's throat moved slightly, his face paled, and he hugged her even tighter.It was as if he wanted to melt her into his body so that he would never leave him.

"There is still one week until our wedding."

His muffled voice came from behind, trembling slightly.

"This is the day I chose, how could I forget?"

Xie Yu pursed his lips, "Then you must not be absent."

"it is good."

Ming Ci moved his body and turned to look at him.

On that handsome and flirtatious face, the eye sockets were a little red, and there was still some sparkle in the dark eyes.Obviously tears were about to fall, but she stared at her eyes with a blank expression on her face.

Inexplicably, Ming Ci thought of that kind of wronged and anxious rabbit.

Weirdly cute.

She couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his face, and said amusedly, "Why are you crying?"

"woooooo"

He didn't say anything, he just wanted to cry anyway, so he started crying while holding her.

Ming Ci knew why he was crying, probably because he was worried that she would run away, so he also stretched out his arms to hug him, patted his back from time to time, and coaxed him, "Then do you want to eat steamed cheese tomorrow?"

"want!"

He raised his teary eyes, pressed the back of her head, and kissed her hard.
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Xie Yu's secretary contacted Shao Ze, and even drove to the taxi where Song Qingqing lived, and would drive them to Xie Han's funeral later.

Shao Ze dressed more casually, with a sports sweater and a mask.

He also put on the hood of the sweater to cover himself tightly.

At this time, he remembered that he was a big star.

Song Qingqing was dressed very grandly.

She wore an expensive pure black dress with a small white flower on the left chest, which made people feel that she attached great importance to this day.

Shao Ze stared at her several times. Song Qingqing, who had been carefully dressed, was even more stunning. Shao Ze felt an urge to hide her.

"Don't you have a normal relationship with Xie Han? Why are you dressed so grandly?"

She also had her hairstyle done and her makeup done, which gave her a more elegant temperament in addition to being cold and indifferent.

Song Qingqing smiled at Shao Ze, "Today is very important."

When Shao Ze heard this, he felt a little puzzled.

Since Song Qingqing said that her relationship with Xie Han was average, why did she say that today is very important?

Does she want to use this funeral to meet someone important?

Inexplicably, Shao Ze felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

The two arrived at Xie Han's funeral by car.

Xie Yu didn't come, he wasn't very concerned about Xie Han's funeral.

If it was Xie Yizhou's funeral, he would probably only come to attend it.

(End of this chapter)