President Xiao, he spoils his wife too much

Chapter 205 Indifference, more hurtful than quarrels (3)

Hui ink.

Xiao Han got off work early today, and when he returned to Huimo, he found that she was not at home. He wanted to call her to ask where she was.

When I took out my mobile phone and was about to make a call, I suddenly felt that this behavior was like checking her post.

She hasn't gone anywhere at home recently, and it's normal to go out to shop and buy things.

It just so happened that Nangong called and said that the things he wanted before have been finished, should they be sent over, or should he go get them himself!
What Lu Xiangbei said that day popped into Xiao Han's mind, that when treating a woman, he should pamper him like a daughter!
He doesn't have a daughter and doesn't know how to pamper her, but she should like the things he prepared before.

She has performed well in the past two days. Taking this opportunity to give her something, she should be very touched. If she is touched a few more times, she probably won't want to divorce and live a good life with him.

Xiao Han asked Nangong to send the things over, and then called the florist to send the most expensive roses. The quantity is not limited, and you can send as many as you have.

Women don't all like roses. When she comes back to see them, she will be very pleasantly surprised. She said that in order to have a baby, expectant mothers should keep a happy mood. She is dull every day, acting like a little bitch .

Half an hour later, Nangong Yu's driver brought over the things he wanted, and the florist also brought over the roses, all of which were placed in the living room according to Xiao Han's instructions.

The entire living room, even the dining room, and the aisle are all occupied by roses, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Xiao Han sat on the sofa and looked at the roses all over the room, with a satisfied look in his black eyes.

Now he just had to wait for her to come back.

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Wei Zixi was pretentious and didn't think much about it. She took a teacup and slowly sipped the tea. As for the delicacies in front of her, she had no appetite at all.

Wei Zi walked out of the box, closed the door of the box and did not go to the bathroom, but pushed open the door of the box opposite.

Before anyone could react, he grabbed the waiter's neck directly, and said in a gloomy voice, "You are so brave!"

He exerted so much strength that the other party's face turned red instantly after being pinched by him, and his face gradually turned purple due to suffocation, and he couldn't speak a word.

She clasped his arm tightly with both hands, trying to push his hand away, but Nai He's strength was not as strong as his.

Wei Zi Yue had a gloomy face, his disdainful eyes swept over the mobile phone in his hand, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and let go of it.

The waiter fell to the ground, panting in pain, trembling with fear.

This feeling of being on the verge of death is really terrible.

Wei Ziyue opened the photo on his phone, and saw himself and Wei Zixi in the photo, sitting face to face, although there was a table across, but the light fell on their faces, and the picture was very soft.

It seems that it has been a long time since they sat and ate together without facing each other like this, and it has been a long time since they took a photo together.

He uploaded the photo to his mobile phone, deleted the photo of the waiter's mobile phone, and then threw the mobile phone on the ground and crushed it with his feet.

The manager who passed by outside opened the door and came in. Seeing Wei Ziyue and the waiter who fell on the ground, he was startled, and said in puzzlement, "Young Master Wei..."

"Tell Zhou that his site is dirty, and it's time to clean it up." Wei Zi glanced coldly at the manager.

Seeing the mobile phone on the ground, the manager vaguely understood, "It's Young Master Wei, I will definitely tell Mr. Zhou."

Wei Ziyue walked out of the box with his mobile phone, and when he was about to return to his own box, he thought of something, took out his phone again, edited it in a text message and sent it to an unfamiliar number.

He can't be the only one to appreciate such a beautiful photo.

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(End of this chapter)