Life With You

"Go in, why are you standing here?"

George Sheng finally opened Jinkou, his voice fell, Ren Lina was the first to return to her senses, she only greeted Jiang Jiayi, and enthusiastically led her into it.

George Sheng glanced at Song Xi without a trace, but seeing her face was the same, as if she had already been used to it, her heart was as calm as water.

The house here is very big. Passing through the living room is the dining room. Jiang Jiayi puts the sweet and sour fish on the table. There are other dishes on the table. Ren Lina smiled and said to George Sheng, "Look, they are all made by Jiayi. , All you like to eat."

George Sheng didn't say anything but asked, "Where is Dad?"

Ren Lina replied: "Your dad is resting in the back room. Go and say hello to him. He is not feeling well today and won't come out for dinner."

As soon as George Sheng left, there were only three women left in the dining room for an instant. Only when there is contrast, there are heights. Song Xi felt that George Sheng was not that annoying. At least she was not so embarrassed when he was there. It's not sitting or not.

Ren Lina didn't even look at her. Qiao's family knew why George Sheng married her, so Ren Lina didn't have a good impression of her.

Song Xi was trying to hide in the bathroom without any excuses. Before he could say anything, Jiang Jiayi on the side had already said to her: "Song Xi, come to the kitchen with me to cook together?"

Song Xi looked back at her with a faint expression. Just about to refuse, Ren Lina spoke again, "wash her hands before going in."

Song Xi's rejection can only be changed to, "Okay."

After washing her hands, she stepped into the forty-five-square-meter kitchen. Looking around, Song Xi only knew an electric rice cooker and a microwave oven. Other things knew her, but she didn't know them.

Jiang Jiayi, who was wearing an apron, was just like Shier's mother, and told her: "Song Xi, can you change the knife? You can help me."

Song Xi didn't understand the meaning of changing the knife at first, until he saw the nanny who was cutting things and stopped to look at her.

With several pairs of eyes with different thoughts, Song Xi walked to the chopping board and looked down. There were some plump raw chicken wings on the chopping board and some on the plate beside it.

Jiang Jiayi said: "You cut the chicken wings with a knife, and I will make cola chicken wings. Zhi Sheng has liked to eat cola chicken wings since he was a child."

The point of her words is George Sheng, and since childhood, but the point that Song Xi cares about is, what is the flower knife?

Seeing Song Xi lingering, Jiang Jiayi leaned over with an exaggerated expression: "What's the matter? You don't know how to change the knife, do you?"

Song Xi didn't say a word, and Ren Lina, who stood behind and watched, disliked it even more.

Jiang Jiayi showed off a knife skill in front of Ren Lina, and did not forget to say to Song Xi: "It seems that your uncle really spoiled you. Now that your uncle is not here, you are really heartbroken by yourself."

She sighed as she spoke, but Song Xi couldn't swallow it. Following her tone, she asked innocently: "Does your family even have a nanny? Or does your dad want to train you as a cook?"

As soon as this remark came out, Jiang Jiayi was stunned in his throat.

Ren Lina spoke out for her to relieve her siege, "One family, one way of educating children, some people know how to pet, and some people care about the child's overall development."

Song Xi had turned his back to Ren Lina and simply pretended not to hear.

There was a flash of pride in Jiang Jiayi's eyes, and then he turned his head and smiled at Ren Lina: "Aunt Ren, you all go out, I'm afraid you are here, Song Xi will be nervous and know nothing."

When Ren Lina faced Jiang Jiayi, she changed her amiable expression and replied with a smile on her face: "Okay, we're out now. Call us whenever we need to."

Jiang Jiayi watched Ren Lina and her babysitter walk out of the kitchen, and when she and Song Xi were the only two left in the huge place, she suddenly changed her face. While changing the chicken wings, she said with a faint smile: "You are What friend is Zhisheng? How do I feel that you came uninvited?"

Song Xi said in his heart, I am his wife!

But in this case, she couldn't say it after all. She picked up a spice box that she didn't know what was in it, and replied calmly, "You have such a good relationship with his mother, go ask her."

Jiang Jiayi touched a soft nail, and her heart became more irritating. She wanted to tear her face directly, but when she thought about it, she smiled and said, "We haven’t seen each other for a while. Why didn’t you wear the pair of earrings that you photographed last year? Are you afraid of being too ostentatious and not having a bad influence on your uncle?"

Song Xi said without changing her face, "I don't want to wear it if I take it, I collect it."

Jiang Jiayi grumbled his eyes, and then deliberately lowered his voice, pretending to be mysterious: "I heard that my uncle was investigated because someone reported corruption in his real name. If this is the case, all the valuables in the family will be checked. For the earrings, I'm afraid I will collect them forever, right?"

Song Xi looked at the condiment box with her long eyelashes. Jiang Jiayi's smiling face was close at hand. She was silent for a few seconds, and her voice said mockingly: "It's really a tiger falling to Pingyang and being bullied by a dog. Your dad has just risen. Was it time your family nodded and bowed in front of us?"