President Xiao, he spoils his wife too much

Chapter 122 Don't Try to Force Me to Divorce (4)

He walked over and sat down beside Chu Linmo, picked up the cigarette case on the coffee table and smoked one, borrowed Chu Linmo's fire, and took a deep breath.

White smoke escaped from his nostrils, blurring his face.

"Are you in love with her?" Nangong Yu spoke first.

Xiao Han's hand holding the cigarette froze, and recovered within a few seconds. He curled his lips in disdain: "How is that possible?"

"Tsk tsk..." Lu Xiangbei stared at him, and said with deep meaning: "I asked her to accompany you on the reunion festival, and she said she didn't like him! In previous reunion festivals, who have you talked to except us!"

He leaned back relaxedly, with his two long legs resting on the coffee table, he looked handsome and elegant.

"She saved me twice, and I'm interested in her body, so I'll just make do with the evidence!"

A faint voice, a casual tone.

"Don't mind me! I think Wei Zixi is pretty good, old Mo, what do you think?"

Chu Linmo: "The food is delicious."

Lu Xiangbei was speechless for a few seconds, "I'm asking for nothing, you foodie, what else do you know besides eating!"

The voice stopped, and the eyes looked at Xiao Han again, and said earnestly: "If you really want to live with her, treat her well, and accept your young master's temper! Women rely on coaxing, and they are as good as two hundred and five like you. Yes, sooner or later he will be pissed off!" No matter what Lu Xiangbei said, he has seen countless women, and he still has a good way of dealing with women.

Xiao Han glanced at him disdainfully, "Catch her back if she runs away, break her legs and shut her down at home, let's see how she keeps running!"

"You—" Lu Xiangbei was so angry that he couldn't speak, "It's really a rotten wood, anyway, if the second sister-in-law wants you in the future, don't cry with us."

Don't want him?
In the smoke, the sword eyebrows were slightly twisted, and a disdainful smile brushed the corners of his lips.

How can it be!

Whether to want it or not is not her choice.

"I think you're more likely to cry when you can't find a wife."

Lu Xiangbei: "..."

None of the four men were talking, and no one noticed the beautiful figure at the corner on the second floor, and could hear their conversation clearly.

Qianying walked back to the bedroom without a sound, as if she had never come out.

……

The next day, Dongfang just turned on Dongfangbai, Xiao Han hugged Zhengxiang who was sleeping in Wei Zixi, and the phone rang suddenly.

Thinking it was a call from the hospital, he answered the call without even looking at the caller ID.

After just ten seconds, the closed eyes opened suddenly, and it was cold.

He cut off the call without saying a word, and looked down at the peacefully sleeping woman curled up in his arms. He was really reluctant to wake her up so soon, and wanted to watch for a while.

how...

"Wei Zixi, get up."

Wei Zixi opened his eyes, looked out the window, and then looked at Xiao Han, "What happened?"

If it wasn't for something, he wouldn't have woken himself up so early.

Xiao Han had already got out of bed first, and said while walking towards the closet: "We are going back to Wutongju."

After a pause, he added two more words: "Now."

Wei Zixi's chaotic mind regained consciousness in an instant.

Going back to Wutong Residence now, it should be... to meet his parents!

……

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the gate of Wutongju.

Wei Zixi unbuckled her seat belt to get out of the car.

Xiao Han suddenly grabbed her hand.

Wei Zixi looked at him with puzzled eyes.

Xiao Han held her wrist tightly, his eyes were unprecedentedly deep and complex.

"No matter who you see or what you hear for a while, don't take it to heart, and don't pay attention to it. Just look at me."

Wei Zixi had more doubts in her heart.

What kind of people are his parents who can make him say such a thing and show such a vigilant look.

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