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Wang Xiaomei: "Husband, who called?" ”

"A customer called. Wife, you've worked hard, are you tired? ”

"I'm not tired, it's like I'm dying. Husband, you are a great talent, give your son a name. ”

"Let me think about it." Wen Qiang was thinking about it, but Wang Xiaomei was anxious, "Husband, Cao Zhi has become a poem in seven steps, you have more than a dozen steps, hurry up." ”

"Then it's called Wen Hanxin, the Han is broad, the Xin is prosperous, I hope that my son will be erudite and talented in the future, learn to be rich and rich, and his life journey will be a thriving scene. Wife, how about the name? ”

"Wen Hanxin, Hanxin, Xin'er, okay, my husband is so talented. My son has a name, Xin'er. ”

Wen Qiang's godmother Long Xiaoqin villa.

Long Xiaoqin and Wen Tianheng were lying on the bed, "Tianheng, you won't disagree if I bring Xiaomei's mother and son to the house for confinement, right?" ”

Wen Tianheng: "You have the final say in the family, at home you are the eldest and I am the second." Besides, Qiangzi is our godson, and I also value Qiangzi's talent and character, I also like Xiaomei, very cute, very pure girl, and gave birth to a big fat boy. The daughters-in-law of our two sons are not angry, and there is no son and a half daughter until now, and it is quite warm and fun to have this big fat boy making trouble at home. Don't you just want to hold your grandson? Now that it's done, you have something to do, so that you don't have to be suspicious all day long. Sometimes I still think that if only Qiangzi were really my son, we could really enjoy the family. ”

At this time, Long Xiaoqin looked embarrassed, "I'm sorry, Tianheng, Qiangzi is my son, but not your own flesh and blood, I'm sorry!" Long Xiaoqin's heart was full of guilt.

Next.

Long Xiaoqin: "Xiaomei, give me the child, you go to do yoga, the yoga teacher has arrived home, I will call you when the child is hungry." ”

Wang Xiaomei: "Thank you, godmother, Xin'er is too heavy, my hands are sore, and Xin'er doesn't let her sister-in-law hug her, relying on me all day long." ”

"You have the smell of milk, that's the smell of your mother, of course Xin'er relies on you, this is nature, this has to be done slowly, so that the child can slowly accept the confinement sister-in-law. Xin'er, isn't it? Laughed, laughed, Xin'er laughed too much like a strong son, and when she grew up, she was a handsome guy again, and how many beauties were going to suffer, wasn't it? Little handsome guy, look at it, when I heard the beautiful cuties, my grandson's saliva flowed out. ”

A hospital in the United States.

"Ms. Zhao, I think Mr. Li's illness should go back to China for treatment, as far as I know, it would be better to use traditional Chinese medicine for Mr. Li's case, combined with acupuncture therapy, which will be more helpful for the recovery of Mr. Li's illness."

"Thank you, doctor, we also plan to go back to China, after all, that is our roots." Li Lianying's villa, luxury car, antique calligraphy and paintings were all mortgaged by the bank to pay off debts. Fortunately, Ms. Zhao is a well-known painter, and she can survive by selling a few paintings. Now Li Lianying's mind is blank all day, he doesn't think about anything, he can't think about it, he is like a baby, he can't even take care of his basic life, and he is the same as a wasted person. This is a good thing, if Li Lianying knows everything at present, it is estimated that he has the intention of committing suicide.

Song Xinyu Apartment.

Since Song Xinyu left the hospital, she has been staying at home alone, eating alone, sleeping alone, watching TV alone, playing computer alone, and crying alone. She did not dare to go out because she was afraid to see those loving couples and lovers, because her marriage was so unfortunate and terrible that it could be described as a miserable world. The man she loves in her heart is married and even has children. She should have wrapped a red envelope to see Wang Xiaomei a long time ago, but she had 10,000 reasons not to go, but she couldn't tell what was wrong with Wang Xiaomei. There is another reason not to go, that is, I heard the old man say that people with bad luck should not enter the moon room, otherwise they will be more unlucky. Although there is no scientific truth in these statements, Song Xinyu just doesn't want to go. After a fierce ideological struggle, Song Xinyu decided to go to see Wang Xiaomei, and also to see Wen Qiang by the way, because this was the only reason to go. So, Song Xinyu wrapped a red envelope of 1,000 yuan and went to Long Xiaoqin's villa.

When Song Xinyu walked to the door of the villa, he found that there were many luxury cars parked in front of the door, two Rolls-Royces alone, three Bentley cars, and the worst were BMW sports cars. It seems that there is a guest at home.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong!" The babysitter opened the door.

"Hello, my name is Song Xinyu, I am Wen Qiang's colleague, I'm coming to see the baby."

"Come in, ma'am, there's a guest coming."

Long Xiaoqin heard that a guest was coming, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet her, and when she saw that it was Song Xinyu, she was stunned, "It's you, come in, we're preparing to eat, let's go together." ”

Song Xinyu came to the banquet hall, and there were many people inside, estimated to be dozens. In the center of the banquet hall, there is a Western dining table that is seven or eight meters long, and in front of each seat of the table are all kinds of fruits and snacks, as well as all kinds of Western food and high-end red wine.

Long Xiaoqin: "You're welcome, everyone, please take a seat." Song Xinyu was sitting next to Wen Qiang's position, and at this moment, Wang Xiaomei stood up, "Husband, I want to change seats with you." ”

Wen Qiang: "Why do you want to change positions?" ”

"Your position is good feng shui, I am the queen today, I have the final say." So Wen Qiang and Wang Xiaomei swapped places, and Wang Xiaomei glanced at Song Xinyu, "You're here, did you come by bus or by ham?" It's very expensive, you must have taken the No. 11 bus here, right? Wang Xiaomei deliberately poked at Song Xinyu's sore spot.

Song Xinyu: "Xiaomei, the No. 11 bus is in a different direction from here." ”

Wang Xiaomei: "The No. 11 bus I said refers to your two legs, you came by walking, right?" ”

Song Xinyu said: "You are wrong, I called." ”

Wang Xiaomei: "That makes you break the bank." Wen Qiang gave Wang Xiaomei a look, meaning that Wang Xiaomei should not go too far. At this moment, Song Xinyu took out a red envelope from her bag and handed it to Wang Xiaomei, "Xinyu, you are too polite, you wrapped such a big red envelope, let me see how much money is in it?" Just when Wang Xiaomei was about to open the red envelope, Wen Qiang pressed Wang Xiaomei's hand, "Meimei, pay attention to the occasion, don't be willful." ”

"Husband, what are you nervous about? Anyway, I have to open it and look at it, otherwise how will I return the gift in the future? Wang Xiaomei broke Wen Qiang's hand and opened the red envelope, "Ouch, a thousand yuan, a lot, Xinyu, thank you, let you break the bank." During the banquet, the guests saw that someone was giving a red envelope, so they all took out Xin'er's red envelope for the full moon. However, instead of cash, they sent bank cards, each with the guest's name and password written on the back. At this time, Song Xinyu's face turned red with a "swish", as if he was looking for a hole to get into.

At this time, Wang Xiaomei spoke again, "Yesterday my best friend came to insist on sending Xin'er a red envelope, I said no, she said she must send it, although it is not much, only 10,000 yuan, but for the sincerity of my best friend, I still accepted it, and when she gives birth to a baby in the future, I will return a big gift. Heart, thank you, I'm really touched that you can come! Song Xinyu's face turned blue and red for a while. Wen Qiang's eyes did not leave Song Xinyu at this moment, and just when Wang Xiaomei was very proud, Wen Qiang stood up, took Wang Xiaomei's hand and said, "Wife, have you forgotten?" Yesterday, Xinyu had already sent all the red envelopes, you were in Milk Xin'er at the time, and I helped you collect it, you see. Wen Qiang took out a bank card from his trouser pocket, and on the back of the bank card was Song Xinyu's name and password.

Wang Xiaomei was dumbfounded, "Husband, what's going on?" ”

"Come, on behalf of Meimei and my son Xin'er, I would like to toast everyone, thank you for coming to drink Xin'er's full moon wine, thank you!" Wen Qiang deliberately pretended not to hear Wang Xiaomei's words.

After the dinner, Wen Qiang arranged a car to send Song Xinyu home, "Brother Qiang, no need, I'll just take the bus back." ”

"It's so late, Meimei said that she was afraid that you would not be safe on the road, so she insisted that I arrange a car to send you back, saying that I was sorry for today's incident, right, Meimei!" Wen Qiang put his arm around Wang Xiaomei's shoulder, Wang Xiaomei knew that Wen Qiang was giving her a chance to apologize, so she was very embarrassed and said: "Yes, it's so late, I'm not worried about you as a girl." As soon as the words fell, Wen Qiang let the driver drive away, "Little Lizi, drive slowly!" ”

Villa bedrooms.

Wen Qiang sat on the sofa without saying a word, his eyes staring ahead, and his hands kept rubbing. Wen Qiang's style made Wang Xiaomei very uncomfortable, because she had never seen Wen Qiang have such an expression, "Husband, what kind of style are you?" It's chic, what are you going to do? Do you warm up before a boxing match? ”

Suddenly, Wen Qiang stood up, clenched his fist with one hand, spread the ten fingers of the other hand, and hit it with a crisp sound with his fist in the palm of his hand. Wang Xiaomei was a little scared, because she did go a little too far today, and everyone could see it. At this moment, Wen Qiang suddenly hugged Wang Xiaomei, "Husband, what are you going to do?" If you want to hit me, don't hit me in the face, in case you don't want me in the future, I still want to beg for food with my face, please. Wang Xiaomei was like a poor worm, and suddenly became a bird.

Wen Qiang still didn't say a word, he took Wang Xiaomei to the side of the bed and sat down, then made a basin of hot water, and put a towel on his shoulder, and then took off Wang Xiaomei's shoes and socks to wash Wang Xiaomei's feet. Wen Qiang's two big hands were gently rubbing her feet, and Wang Xiaomei's tears came down at once, "Husband, I was wrong, I was really wrong, woo woo!" ”