Early the next morning, as soon as the alarm clock rang, Qiao Yingying got up from the quilt and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. When she came out, she met Guan Mufeng who had entered the bedroom to change clothes, and the two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was frozen for a moment. She was still a little angry and awkward, so she only said good morning in a vague way, and sat down in front of the dressing table and began to comb her hair.

Guan Mufeng looked at her, his handsome face was slightly dark, and he began to change his clothes without saying a word.

You can just see his back in the mirror, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, strong and heroic, Qiao Yingying couldn't help but blush, lowered her eyes, and then wrinkled her little nose and continued to comb her hair.

Ning Shen didn't care about him, thinking that it would be difficult to go out and dress up, she carefully compared it in the mirror and quickly finalized the plan. Coiling up her black hair and pinning it to a powder-blue plaid flower clip, she hung a lot of broken hair on the sideburns behind her ears, looking particularly gentle and well-behaved.

Satisfied, she saw that Guan Mufeng's change of clothes in the mirror had slowed down significantly, and his ink-colored eyes were staring at her, with a touch of surprise in his eyes. She snorted secretly and got up to change her clothes, showing no signs of softening.

Guan Mufeng squinted, the air in his chest that had just been dissipated was blocked again, and after taking a deep look at her, he went into the bathroom to wash.

Until they got on the bus, they didn't say a word, they each looked out the window, and the middle of the seat was clearly distinguished.

According to the plan, I went to meet He Feng and Wu Xiaomei first, they hadn't seen each other for a while, Wu Xiaomei had something to ask, so she asked Guan Mufeng with a smile.

"Mr. Guan, do you want to try the Bugatti you bought, I happened to have a conversation with Yingying." She said unceremoniously.

Guan Mufeng glanced at Qiao Yingying, who had never looked at him from beginning to end, his already heavy face darkened, and after nodding, he pushed the car door and walked down. Wu Xiaomei noticed that the atmosphere in the car seemed to be a little delicate.

Qiao Yingying didn't seem to care, pulled her into the car, and chattered.

However, He Feng immediately discovered that Guan Mufeng's mood was wrong.

"What's wrong, with a black face? Quarreled with Yingying? He grinned as he started the car.

Guan Mufeng looked out the window and didn't say a word, his face became more and more gloomy.

"Yo, did I guess right?" He Feng was suddenly surprised, "Yingying is so obedient, she dares to quarrel with you?" ”

"You seem happy?" Guan Mufeng finally opened his mouth, but he was obviously in a bad mood. His tone at the moment made any senior CEFC executive want to shake when they hear it, but He Feng is naturally not among them.

"Surely not." He Feng's grinning boss is "sincere" and authentic. Guan Mufeng glanced at him and turned his face coldly.

Seeing that he was obviously deflated, He Feng felt a joy in his heart, and thought that he had finally waited for this day.

After admiring Guan Mufeng's unhappy appearance, he opened his mouth again considering his status as a good brother.

"Quarrels, small quarrels are pleasant, big quarrels hurt feelings. If it's not a big deal, you'll have to take a step back. Men, don't be so careful. He said as if he had come over.

Guan Mufeng didn't answer, and the picture of Qiao Yingying and the boy standing together under the street lamp that night came to his mind again. The same youthful vitality, the same hobbies, and the object of her admiration, he really can't help but care.

"A matter of principle. You can't give in to everything. After a while, he said in a low voice.

He Feng was even more surprised, seeing that he looked serious, thinking that it might really be some serious question. So he patted him on the shoulder, and without hesitation, he changed his words: "That's what I said, I support you." These girls can't get used to it, they are used to having problems, and they go to the house every day to uncover the tiles. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the car following behind, and it was absolutely impossible to hear what he had just said, and his heart was at ease.

Guan Mufeng was in an annoyed and irritable mood at the moment, he didn't bother to pay attention to him, reached out to turn on the stereo, and simply listened to the music.

Over there, Wu Xiaomei finally found an opportunity to ask a question, and hurriedly stopped Qiao Yingying, who was about to speak, and said, "Yingying, are you having a conflict with your husband, I saw that his face was very bad just now." ”

Qiao Yingying puffed out her cheeks and muttered, "It's him who is wrong, so I don't apologize!" ”

"What the hell is going on, tell me what it is." Wu Xiaomei was a little nervous, Qiao Yingying had only reconciled with Guan Mufeng for a short time, and she didn't want to hurt her feelings because of a trivial matter.

Qiao Yingying squirmed, nodded, and talked about yesterday's events in detail from Guan Mufeng picking her up.

"Sister Xiaomei, you say, is Mr. too domineering, I have to listen to him for everything, and I can't call the shots about my own affairs." Qiao Yingying said aggrievedly.

Wu Xiaomei didn't answer, staring at her with a strange expression.

"Yingying, you can't see that your husband is jealous, right?" She said.

"Jealous?" Qiao Yingying was stunned, "Whose vinegar are you eating?" ”

"It's the person you say a senior brother, you say him so well, full of praise, anyone will think more." Wu Xiaomei sighed.

"Really?" Qiao Yingying frowned, "But my senior brother and I are classmates, and there is nothing else, and my husband doesn't believe me too much." ”

As she spoke, she thought of Li Yuanzhou's incident again. Because she was afraid that Guan Mufeng would be angry, she almost never contacted him again, obviously he had helped her, but she said that she would disappear if she didn't see it, isn't that enough?

She thought about it and became sad and angry, and hung her head and refused to speak again.

Seeing her like this, Wu Xiaomei didn't dare to persuade directly, thought for a while and said, "Your words are good, you really have to show your attitude." But don't make things too stiff, I think he doesn't feel good in his heart, maybe he's regretting it. I think you might as well take your time and soften your attitude and give him some steps. In this way, you can not only be generous, but also get the desired results, don't you kill two birds with one stone? ”

Qiao Yingying pursed her lips, her big eyes rolled around, and she was a little moved. She thought for a moment and looked up at Wu Xiaomei: "What did Sister Xiaomei tell me to do." ”

"No problem!" Wu Xiaomei patted her chest and agreed, and then began to teach the secrets. The housekeeper was driving in front, watching the six roads and listening to all directions, and almost applauded her several times. With such a delicate shaved head, no wonder a young talent like He Feng was dead set on her, he couldn't help but think secretly, and then breathed a sigh of relief: Mr. and Miss Qiao should be fine soon.

But although Wu Xiaomei tried her best to teach, Qiao Yingying couldn't completely absorb it in such a short period of time after all, and just as she was thinking about it carefully, the car arrived at the manor where Michelle lived in the womb.

Mi Xue, who had been in a state of excitement since knowing that they were coming, was waiting at the door early, Jin Ye was afraid that she would catch a cold and kept holding her hands, but as soon as Mi Xue saw a car coming in, she shook her hand and held her stomach and rushed out to greet her, he hurriedly chased after her, for fear that she would miss something.

Qiao Yingying ran over as soon as she saw Michelle after getting out of the car, took her hand and asked long and short questions, looking at her already round belly, she was even more curious and excited. Originally, Michelle had something to say, but instead it turned into answering her question.

"Okay, let's talk about it if you have something to say, it's going to be minus a few degrees today!" Wu Xiaomei saw that she couldn't hold back her chatterbox, helpless and funny, and hurriedly pulled her to the garden, and the others followed into the house.

The room was really warm as spring, Qiao Yingying took off her coat and wore a lotus pink waist dress embroidered with lotus leaves, which matched her hairstyle today, making her more classical and quiet, gentle and feminine.

"Yingying is so beautiful today. The hair is so beautiful. Michelle boasted, and couldn't help but touch her shiny black hair, which felt so smooth to the touch.

Qiao Yingying twisted her body embarrassedly and smiled sweetly at her: "Sister Michelle is also the best-looking mother-to-be." ”

"What about me?" Next to her, Wu Xiaomei pretended to be unhappy and said.

"Sister Xiaomei is the most beautiful bride-to-be!" Qiao Yingying said immediately, without the slightest pause and hesitation.

Hearing this mutual compliment, everyone laughed, but Guan Mufeng's face became even more cold, and he snorted secretly.

This will not be enough for dinner, and Mi Xue will see that it is not sunny outside, so she will arrange indoor activities. There are many entertainment facilities in the garden, but considering her special situation, it was finally decided that the men would go to play billiards, and the women would visit the nursery prepared by Michelle.

"That's a lot!" Looking at the room almost full of all kinds of baby products and toys, Qiao Yingying couldn't help but exclaim, and when she heard Mi Xue say that just the paper and wet wipes for children should be prepared, she sighed again and again that it is not easy to have a child, and it is great to be a mother.

"You can help after I give birth to a baby, and I can use it after accumulating some experience." Seeing her so touched, Michelle couldn't help but joke.

Qiao Yingying suddenly blushed and muttered, "I'm still early, and I haven't finished reading yet." ”

"But Brother Mufeng is not young anymore, maybe I can't wait for you to graduate, and I will let you have a baby." Michelle continued to tease her.

Qiao Yingying was stunned. Mr. is thirty-one, and other people's children are all playing soy sauce, so it's really not early. But she hadn't thought about it yet, it was too sudden.

"I don't have children when I go to school anyway." She muttered something under her breath and digressed the subject.

The three of them chatted for a while, Mi Xue's waist was a little unable to sit still, and while being helped by Wu Xiaomei to lie down, she said, "Are you thirsty or not, I'll let someone bring something to drink." ”

"Okay, but let Yingying go, just send one to He Feng and them." Wu Xiaomei said, winking at Qiao Yingying.

Qiao Yingying understood what she meant, hesitated for a moment and then stood up.

"Then I'll go." She walked out of the room and went to the kitchen.

The meal was almost here, and several aunts were so busy that their feet didn't touch the ground, and when they heard Qiao Yingying's words, they hurriedly put down their work and prepared to drink.

"Corn juice, soy milk, plum soup, and fresh juice, what do you want?" Auntie asked, pointing to a row of drinks on the table.

"Corn juice, it's hot and comfortable." Qiao Yingying thought for a while.

Soon the aunt poured six cups of hot corn juice and put it on the tray, and when she saw that she didn't want to help deliver it herself, she pointed to the spice jar next to her: "You can add some sugar according to your own washing, then I will go to lunch." ”

"Okay." Qiao Yingying nodded, glanced at the spice jar, and thought that it would be better for them to add it themselves, so she put the spice jar on the tray and brought it out together.

In the billiard room, He Feng and Jin Ye were one with their waists crossed and the other looking at the sky, waiting for Guan Mufeng to clear the stage. This is the third time that Guan Mufeng has not let them liquidate directly, I don't know how much sulk he has in his heart, and he has shot so ruthlessly.

When Guan Mufeng pushed the last shot, he saw Qiao Yingying walking in, and suddenly the angle was off, and he actually lost his hand.

"Ha, it's finally my turn." He Feng was pleasantly surprised, rubbing his hands and stepping forward.

"I'm here to bring you a drink." Qiao Yingying glanced at Guan Mufeng, put the tray on the table, and stood quietly aside.

Guan Mufeng pursed his lips, his handsome face, which had always been calm, seemed to ease a little, and he walked over and picked up a cup and was about to drink it, but he heard Qiao Yingying suddenly say: "You can add some sugar, it should be a little better." ”

The more Qiao Yingying spoke, the quieter her voice became, and her head hung down, thinking that she really couldn't hold her breath, and her husband obviously didn't like sweetness.

Guan Mufeng paused, looked at her a little cramped, and his expression was a little gentler again. Reaching out and picking up the spice jar and spilling it in the cup, he took a big sip, but the next second he frowned, looked at the spice jar, and his face was a little strange.

"Then I'll go back." Seeing that he had already drunk, Qiao Yingying's task was completed, and she was ready to leave without raising her head. It's just that she just took a few steps when she heard Jin Ye exclaim: "Bah, why is it salty?" Is this sugar or salt? ”

She couldn't help but pause, turned around in surprise, and saw Jin Ye rinsing his mouth violently with a glass of white water, and couldn't help but be stunned in place.

"It's okay, it's because he poured too much, you don't have to worry about it, go back." Guan Mufeng looked at her and said softly.

She paused, nodded, and walked out of the room.

After Jin Ye rinsed his mouth, he saw that Guan Mufeng was still holding the cup of corn juice and drinking it one after another, and couldn't help but say, "You still drink it?" ”

"I think it's pretty good." Guan Mufeng smiled faintly, drank the remaining half cup of corn juice in one gulp, picked up the cue next to him, and raised his eyebrows at He Feng, "Come on, one goal will determine the winner." ”

His words were neither high nor low, but they could just reach Qiao Yingying's ears, who had not gone far, her nose was slightly sour, and she suddenly regretted why she was angry with her husband, and she hung her head and went back to Michelle step by step.