Chapter 82: Wood Burial
Su Jingxian: I know, you're just too understanding. What did your sister tell you about the blind date, how did you think about it?
Su Jingxiao: Sister, can you let me take a breath, I just fell out of love. You can eat with someone, don't look rude, don't reply to me.
Su Jingxian sighed!
Alas.
Fate, you really can't force it.
In the past, Su Jingxian also liked a man for many years, but the other party didn't like her.
In the end, she married Qin Sen, who silently guarded her.
Sister Jingxiao is too, she has been in love with Shang Lu for so many years, and her secret love from childhood to adulthood can only end in love.
I don't know when Jingxiao will be able to come out.
"What's the sigh?" Qin Sen tilted his head and looked at Su Jingxian dotingly, "Today's dish is not to your liking?" ”
Su Jingxian shook her head, "No, it's delicious." ”
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Qiao Qiao and Song Wei next to them had a full view of Qin Sen's doting on his wife.
In the marriage of chickens and dogs, Song Wei, who has long disbelieved in love, seems to have seen love again.
It turns out that not all men in this world are scumbags.
There are good men too.
It's just that she was unlucky and didn't run into it.
Song Wei felt that her life was completely ruined by Chen Yajun, and even if she successfully divorced in the future, she would not be able to meet any good men again.
In the future, she is a divorced second-hand woman, what else does she dare to ask for?
I just want the divorce to go smoothly, to be able to successfully get custody of the two children, and to raise the children well.
In this life, the merit is complete.
But she never thought that her real good fate was in front of her, that is, Qin Sen in front of her, a peerless good man who was difficult to find even with a lantern.
Of course, that's all for later.
After eating this meal, Qin Sen never expected that Qiao Qiao would go out to make a phone call, so he would buy the order.
He clearly instructed the manager of the private dish not to allow Song Wei and Qiao Qiao to pay.
But Qiao Qiao scanned the payment code by herself and settled the account by herself.
When the waiter came over to report to Qin Sen, Qin Sen looked at Qiao Qiao, who had just sat down, and frowned, "Miss Qiao, why did you buy the order, didn't you say that I had a treat?"
"Mr. Qin, this meal is to thank you for saving Weiwei yesterday." Qiao Qiao said generously, "How can I make you pay?" ”
Qin Sen: "I knew that you insisted on paying, I should have dragged you to the food stalls on the side of the road, I didn't mean anything else, I just didn't want you to break the bank." ”
Qiao Qiao was curious, "A person of Mr. Qin's status also eats roadside stalls?" ”
Qin Sen: "What's strange, how many big bosses in Pengcheng who are worth hundreds of millions of dollars don't all wear flip-flops and big pants to eat the food stalls on the side of the road." Moreover, I have a brother with a net worth of 12 figures, and he eats fried rice noodles for ten yuan a piece with his daughter-in-law, and he is wearing a stall that his daughter-in-law bought for 80 yuan. ”
Net worth 12 figures?
One, ten, hundred, thousand, thousand...... Billion.
Song Wei and Qiao Qiao counted silently in their hearts at the same time.
A big boss with a net worth of 100 billion still eats fried rice for ten yuan a piece?
Qiao Qiao asked curiously, "Your brother is quite down-to-earth." ”
Qin Sen chatted, "No, my buddy has a manor at home, and he grows a lot of organic vegetables in his manor, and raises a lot of chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, and the cattle are tens of millions of Sudanese cattle imported from foreign countries." He has never eaten a roadside stall, mainly because he married an ordinary person who loves to eat roadside stalls as his wife, and his life and eating habits depend on her. His wife especially likes to eat stinky tofu and screw powder. When my brother told me about this, I was incredulous. ”
Qiao Qiao: "Your brother's wife is so happy, she is married to a big boss with a net worth of 100 billion, and she is so favored by the domineering president." This is simply a bloody plot. ”
Qin Sen snickered in his heart: "My brother really dotes on his wife. ”
Although Su Jingxian felt that her sister did not marry Shang Lu, she was very regretful.
But she won't have anything else, bad thoughts about Qiao Qiao.
On the contrary, I feel that Qiao Qiao in front of me is indeed very lucky to marry Shang Lu.
She smiled and said, "Miss Qiao, are you married?" ”
Qiao Qiao nodded, "Just a month and a few days after we got married, my husband and I got married in a flash. ”
Qin Sen: "Coincidentally, my brother, who is worth hundreds of billions, and his Cinderella wife also met in a flash marriage, and they have only been married for more than a month. ”
Su Jingxian smiled, "Miss Qiao, go back and ask your flash marriage husband, is he a hidden rich man, maybe you also flash married a domineering president." ”
Qiao Qiao also smiled, "Where do I have such good luck." My husband is just an ordinary person. ”
Having said that, in addition to Shang Lu's identity being a little ordinary, he really has a noble temperament.
But Qiao Qiao didn't think about him as a rich man at all.
What Qin Sen and Su Jingxian said, she just listened to it casually, and she would not think of Shang Lu.
After chatting for a long time, Qin Sen hurriedly brought the topic to the point, "Miss Song, Miss Qiao, is it convenient for you to add a WeChat?" If you need my help in the future, please feel free to contact us. ”
Song Wei was stunned for a moment.
Didn't Mr. Qin say yesterday that his wife doesn't like his WeChat with the opposite sex?
Qin Sen also saw her doubts, smiled and said, "It's okay, my wife doesn't care." ”
Su Jingxian also smiled, "It's okay, I won't have an opinion." Yesterday my husband also told me that he saw that you were almost subjected to domestic violence. I was also angry when I heard it. If you encounter this situation again in the future, you tell my husband, and my husband will help you clean up that scumbag. ”
Song Wei smiled bitterly, "I won't give him another chance to abuse me in the future, I decided to divorce." ”
Su Jingxian: "It's going to get better." ”
Song Wei: "Thank you!" You two are so nice. ”
At night.
Qiao Qiao returned to the one-bedroom rental house alone.
This was Shang Lu's third day on a business trip to London.
The home is still the same home, and she has cleaned it up and is spotless.
But the narrow space made the whole home seem full, but Qiao Qiao felt a little empty.
Maybe it's because Shang Lu is not at home, so he feels empty.
I've been married to him for more than a month.
Eating together, chatting together, riding an electric car to work together, although it has not yet developed to the point of being a husband and wife, Qiao Qiao seems to have gotten used to the existence of Shang Lu's husband.
Or maybe she has been used to being lonely since she was a child, and she has not felt the warmth of home.
But whenever someone treats her a little bit better and gives her warmth and companionship, she begins to rely on her a little.
There is no Shang Lu at home, it seems to be quite deserted.
She sent a WeChat message to Shang Lu, who was far away in London: Shang Lu, how is it going on over there, is it going well? When will you be back?
She was not used to expressing herself, and she didn't tell Shang Lu that he was gone, and she had something she wasn't used to.
Shang Lu was busy, and when he saw her WeChat and replied to her, it was already an hour later.
He replied with a voice message.
Qiao Qiao clicked on it and listened, and Shang Luhao heard a low sultry voice that fell into her ears......