Flash Marriage Sweet Wife: No. 1 Yuan from a wealthy family

Chapter 22 You Don't Make Breakfast

Qin Yuruo's words meant that Qin Anhao had done something to embarrass the Qin family, and that serious expression seemed like an elder educating the younger generation.

Qin Anhao stopped, turned to stare at Qin Yuruo, couldn't help evoking a mocking smile, his face suddenly turned cold, and replied: "What do you mean by that?"

How did she embarrass the Qin family to make Qin Yuruo remind her so anxiously?
Qin Anhao's tone of voice was a bit harsh, and his eyes staring at Qin Yuruo were icy, but Qin Yuruo couldn't be surprised at all.

She still had an upright face, and continued sharply: "Sister Anhao, I know you are usually dissatisfied, but if you are dissatisfied because of internal problems in the family, and do something that is indecent and unrefined, you let uncle How can aunt hold her head up, brother An Cheng is not up to date, and you can't be up to date."

Qin Yuruo's voice was soft and waxy, and she stared at Qin Anhao closely. Although she was persuading Qin Anhao tenaciously in her eyes, the bottom of her eyes was cold.

Her calmness was in stark contrast to Qin Anhao's anger.

Usually, there are many people who mention that Qin An's indifference is the symbol of Chengfushen, but compared with Qin Yuruo, she is far behind.

Disappointing?
Qin Anhao has heard such words countless times, and never wants to hear them.

Qin Anhao turned around and left without replying to Qin Yuruo's words.

No matter what Qin Yuruo was referring to, she didn't want to hear it. She was used to being told that she was not up to date, and it was not bad once or twice.

Qin Anhao left straight away, Qin Yuruo's eyes gradually deepened, and he slightly tightened his fingers and clenched them into fists.

Qin Yuruo was not afraid that Qin Anhao would lose face to the Qin family, but that Qin Anhao would follow Mr. Song and escape her control...

Qin Anhao came back from the outside, although Qin Yuruo's last words made him feel angry.

But she was a little happy when she successfully bought the charger.

After entering the house, Qin Anhao didn't turn on the light, but took advantage of the bright moonlight coming in through the window, and quietly tried to sneak into the room, recharge the battery, and then she could sleep peacefully and prepare for work the next day.

In other words, I plan to resign in the next two days and go to work in Telford Building.

Thinking of this, Qin Anhao's anger subsided in an instant, and he hummed the tune of the music happily.

But as soon as she hummed, she was frightened by the sudden appearance of a black shadow, and her whole body froze.

The first thing Song Yizheng did when he came out of the room was to turn on the light, frowning slightly, staring at the petite figure in front of him.

Bright lights.

Qin Anhao was a little uncomfortable, so he quickly lowered his head and raised his hand to block the light, so that his sight was more comfortable.

"Where did you go?"

After the light was turned on, Song Yizheng looked at Qin Anhao and asked a question, his sharp eyes filled with obscure annoyance.

When Qin Anhao heard this, she didn't take back her hand blocking the light, she couldn't see Song Yizheng's face, she shrugged and replied: "Go downstairs and buy a charger, you guys are too inhumane, occupying such a large land and sparsely populated, everywhere It's all cold."

After all, Qin Anhao had already entered the room, and after gently closing the door, he naturally locked the door.

Song Yizheng lowered his eyes slightly, his mind as deep as the sea.

After entering the house, Qin Anhao finally charged up his mobile phone. The purpose of reading the news on the mobile phone is to facilitate and understand the facts, while playing games is to relieve stress.

Playing games and watching the news before going to bed, Qin Anhao fell asleep.

Close your eyes.

It was six o'clock in the morning the next day.

After waking up, she felt refreshed. She turned over and went into the bathroom to wash her face, and then tidied herself up a little before she was ready to go out.

There is plenty of time.

She wants to go out to have breakfast before going to work...

Qin Anhao, who was thinking about what to do after waking up, unexpectedly ran into Song Yizheng who also just woke up.

The doors of the two rooms face each other, and when two people come out at the same time, they will meet head-on.

Compared with Qin Anhao who was ready to go, Song Yizheng seemed more casual and casual.

He was dressed, but the shirt had three buttons unbuttoned, revealing a large wheat-colored chest, and the cuffs were rolled up casually, wanton and full of a unique masculine charm.

After Qin Anhao glanced at him, he hurriedly withdrew his gaze. Mo Ming felt a little dry and breathed a sigh of relief, turned around resolutely, and walked to the living room.

Qin Anhao walked ahead.

Song Yizheng followed unhurriedly. When he walked to the sofa, he sat down gracefully and reached out for a newspaper.

Seeing that Qin An was ready to go out, Qichen asked, "You don't make breakfast?"

What Song Yizheng said was not to ask questions, but to remind Qin Anhao that he had to prepare breakfast before going out.

Qin Anhao heard Song Yizheng's voice, his hand holding the doorknob froze, and turned to look at Song Yizheng suspiciously.

Backed by the coastline where the sun has just risen, Song Yizheng is like a person who has stepped out of the source of light, and his beauty is unparalleled in the world.

Qin Anhao was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze from staring at Song Yizheng, sighed lightly, and replied, "What do you want to eat." Qin Anhao said this with some reluctance, but he didn't dare to refute.

Because she owes him 500 million.

Who is Song Yizheng, how can he not see whether Qin An is happy or not.

However, he pretended he didn't hear it, and just replied, "Be quiet."

Although Song Yizheng has many problems, he has one advantage, that is, he is not picky about food; of course, except for dark food.

"Are dumplings okay?"

Qin Anhao had already entered the kitchen, and asked in a raised voice, as if she heard Song Yizheng's 'hmm', and then she took out the frozen dumplings from the refrigerator.

Cooking frozen dumplings is Qin Anhao's forte. Boil the dumplings in warm water, then put the dumplings in until the water boils for a few minutes, and then they are cooked.

soon……

Qin Anhao cooked the dumplings. Originally, he took out two bowls to fill the dumplings, but then he seemed to think of something and took only one bowl.

Song Yizheng is a big man, and eating with him is quite a pain.

Qin Anhao would rather spend money to go out to eat.

After loading the dumplings, Qin Anhao found all kinds of canned food, fermented bean curd and sauce in the refrigerator, put them in small plates, and turned around and brought them to the restaurant.

The dining room is close to the kitchen, facing the coastline, and the floor-to-ceiling windows show the most perfect side of the coastline.

As for the fishy smell of the sea that Zhou Xinxin mentioned, it doesn't exist at all.

Perhaps the reason for the smell of the sea in the sea-view room is not because the house is close to the sea, but because of the geographical environment of the sea area, and the quality of the sea environment can be rated at least five stars.

Without looking at the sea again, Qin Anhao put away the dumplings, and he was done. He let out a sigh of relief, turned and went to the living room to call for someone.

But when Qin Anhao arrived at the living room, Song Yizheng had already put on his suit jacket and was buttoning his sleeves with a dignified and elegant movement.

It seems that Song Yizheng is planning to go out and skip breakfast?
Just as she looked at him he hesitated for a moment.

Song Yizheng's sleeves had been tidied up, and he was about to leave when he started to walk, but he stopped suddenly, looked at Qin Anhao and said, "You are not going out, I will take you to a place with convenient transportation."

ps/ ask for a ticket
(End of this chapter)