"I've already eaten." Huo Beixuan said lightly, took the lunch box and put it on the coffee table, and introduced to her in a stylized manner: "This is Xia Huan, the text secretary here." ”

Then he said to Xia Huan, who was also surprised and surprised: "This is my wife Jinghe." ”

The eyes of the two women met in the air, looked at each other carefully, and made a judgment and measurement in each other's hearts.

Xia Huan was the first to react, and bowed politely to Jing He: "Hello." ”

I don't know if it's intentional or not? She didn't call her Mrs. Huo, and there seemed to be a hint of provocation on her young face.

Jinghe was originally an overly sensitive person, and his heart suddenly became even more uncomfortable, and he didn't even say a polite reply. Just like a child in urgent need of comfort, he grabbed Huo Beixuan's hand dependently, and his fingertips were cold.

Her attitude was already obvious, cold and guarded.

Xia Huan didn't care, but smiled politely: "Boss Huo, then you are busy, I will go and prepare the materials needed tomorrow first." ”

"Well, there you go." Huo Beixuan nodded indifferently.

Xia Huan turned around and left with light and loose steps, and when she went out, she didn't close the door for them like a well-trained secretary.

Therefore, the door of Huo Beixuan's office is still wide open.

After such a while, Huo Beixuan has regained his usual coldness and calmness.

He took Jinghe to the edge of the sofa and sat down, and explained to her in a deep voice: "You sit down first, I still have a little matter at hand, and I'll go back with you when I'm done." ”

"Well, you drank the soup, it's still hot." Jing He bit his lip lightly, his eyes were still a little dazed, as if he hadn't recovered from the heart-wrenching scene just now.

Huo Beixuan didn't have the heart to drink soup at all.

However, seeing Jing He's soulless and deeply shocked expression, he knew that she was thinking about the contact between him and Xia Huan, and she was very calculating.

He didn't want to cause more trouble, so he opened the lunch box and calmly drank the steaming bowl of hoof soup.

When he put down the lunch box, Jinghe got up from the sofa and came to his desk, and asked softly, "Where is the water pipe?" I went to wash the lunch box. ”

"No, you can rest." Huo Beixuanyun said lightly, raised his eyes and looked at her, and his tone softened a little: "Jinghe, your body is becoming more and more inconvenient now, just take good care of yourself." Don't bring me anything in the future, the cafeteria here has everything.

Jing He subconsciously glanced down at his bulging belly, and infinite grievances and sadness suddenly surged in his heart.

Since she was pregnant, she had never asked Huo Beixuan for anything.

Even if he didn't go home once for ten days and a half months, even if he was neither gentle nor considerate to her, she always endured it silently by herself.

Because she loves Huo Beixuan, she can't do without Huo Beixuan.

She always thought that when she gave birth to a baby in the future, he would be fine, and the relationship between the two of them would be better.

After all, children are the strongest intimate bond between husband and wife, and they are also an indispensable warm glue in marriage.

Jinghe has always had a very persistent belief, that is, he firmly believes that Huo Beixuan will definitely love his children in the future. The Seven Realms

But today, when she saw Xia Huan, when she witnessed the affection between Huo Beixuan and Xia Huan that seemed to flow silently.

She suddenly felt that her previous ideas were too naïve and completely vulnerable.

Speaking of which, the baby has been thriving in her body for several months, and now her little arms and legs are moving.

But the man in front of him, the father who is closely related to the baby, has never touched him, not even symbolically.

Even the baby's little aunt Mu Qiaozi, a girl who is usually so flamboyant and domineering, touched her belly very happily at noon today.

However, Huo Beixuan has never, not once......

Jing He's mind drifted farther and farther, and he thought of a lot in a daze, his face was pale and bleak.

Huo Beixuan shook her cold fingers soothingly, and said again: "You go and rest, I'll wash the lunch box later." ”

"Okay." After a few years of married life, Jing He was used to listening to him, and obediently agreed, and then walked to the sofa again and sat down.

Huo Beixuan continued to concentrate on work, and Jing He sat alone on the side, silently looking at the blue sky outside the window in a daze.

Suddenly, there was two knocks on the open office door from the outside.

Jing He immediately raised his eyes and looked over, it turned out that Xia Huan had come over again, holding a steaming coffee cup in his hand, and walked to Huo Beixuan's desk, smiling skillfully, his eyes were shining: "Boss Huo, this is your favorite Nanshan coffee, you are too busy, drink a cup of coffee to refresh yourself." ”

Huo Beixuan didn't look up, and said calmly: "Put it here, you go and make a cup of hot tea for Jinghe." ”

Xia Huan turned his head to look at Jing He, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze, and said with a smile: "Boss Huo, your wife is pregnant, so it's not suitable to drink tea." ”

Huo Beixuanying's stiff eyebrows twisted slightly, and his tone had a hint of impatience: "Then pour her a glass of boiled water." ”

"Okay." Xia Huan sweetly agreed, and turned around leisurely to pour tea for Jinghe.

"I don't drink water, so you don't have to pour it for me!" At this time, Jing He, who was originally silent and sitting upright on the side like a transparent person, suddenly said sharply, and his voice was very excited.

Xia Huan was slightly stunned, then smiled elegantly and pleasantly, and naturally took the lunch box on Huo Beixuan's desk: "I'll go wash the lunch box." ”

Huo Beixuan didn't speak, Xia Huan walked out calmly with the lunch box, as if she was the closest person to Huo Beixuan.

And Jing He is just an outsider who inadvertently broke in.

Jing He frowned and watched her dexterous and slender back disappear briskly, all kinds of sour and indescribable complex tastes welled up in her heart, and her nails were deeply pinched into her palms.

Now she is bloated and haggard, and she can't compare with the young and energetic Xia Huan at all.

What's more, Xia Huan is still Huo Beixuan's full-time secretary.

The two have to fight together almost every day, and there are countless contacts and exchanges at work, which cannot be separated at all.

Speaking of which, Xia Huan really has more contact time with Huo Beixuan than she, a genuine wife......