Chapter 368

Jiang Beichen's mother many times, will a person secretly hide in his room, secretly tears.

In the old man's heart, similarly, there has never been the position of Jiang Beichen's mother, and she will never pay attention to her grievances.

If he had the position of that woman in his heart and she cooked chicken soup for him, he would not ignore it.

Jiang Beichen thought of here, and even drank a few mouthfuls!

"Aren't you afraid of scalding?" Seeing that he was drinking in such a hurry, song Xiaoya was a little worried.

"Why don't you blow for me?" Jiang Beichen put down the bowl, very warm Mei deliberately put his face together, in her ear asked in a low voice.

Song Xiaoya was startled by his action and quickly shrank back. In my mind, I remember the scene when she was scalded and he was going to blow her mouth.

She quickly turned her attention to the bowl, "I'd better help you blow the soup..."

Looking at her action, Jiang Beichen's cold face can't help but become soft a few minutes, he suddenly raised his eyes and asked her, "how don't you ask me if I'm good to drink?"

"I know your answer, what else to ask." Song Xiaoya said helplessly. His answer must be good, or OK.

The answer is already known. What's the difference between asking and not asking.

"Are you so sure?" Jiang Beichen frowns. Does this woman know what he wants to say.

When he said that, song Xiaoya couldn't help but wonder. Will his answer be different this time?

She moved her body, sat upright on the sofa, and then looked at him expectantly, "is this soup good?"

"Good." Jiang Beichen answered without hesitation.

The expression on Song Xiaoya's face was a little surprised. He gave a different answer this time. It's not good, it's not OK, it's delicious!

A word of praise, from Jiang Beichen's mouth, is really not easy. It seems that he really likes her soup!

Song Xiaoya can't help feeling excited. "That's good. I'll do it for you later."

"Good." Jiang Beichen pursed thin lips, black eyes, at this time full of tenderness staring at her.

Dong Dong - outside the office, there is a knock.

Jiang Beichen frowns, just about to let the other party go, the door has been pushed open, Zhou Heng strides in from the outside.

When he saw song Xiaoya sitting on the sofa, Zhou Heng's face was full of enlightenment. He couldn't help joking, "I said, why did you run away suddenly? It turned out that your wife is here. You are abandoning the company for personal reasons!"

"Didn't I ask you to continue the meeting?" See Zhou Heng ran out, Jiang Beichen's face became gloomy, know this guy must be perfunctory again!

"You have said all you have to say, and I have nothing to say. What's more, you are the only one in the company who can sing "black face". There's no need to sacrifice my perfect image! "

"It smells good. Is this chicken soup?" Zhou Heng walked in and noticed the thermos box on the tea table.

No wonder, as soon as he entered the door, he smelled a smell. It turned out that there was chicken soup!

"I made it. Would you like to try it..." Out of politeness, song Xiaoya is still very friendly to greet Zhou Heng.

"Then I'm not welcome. I'm just a little hungry!" Zhou Heng listens to the chicken soup made by song Xiaoya himself. He can't wait to taste it. After he sits down, he takes up the incubator and begins to serve the soup.

But at this time, an unhappy voice suddenly rang out, "take your paws away!"

Jiang Beichen's black eyes stare at Zhou Heng's hand like a sharp knife. He wants to cut his hand open

This bastard really doesn't treat himself as an outsider. This is the chicken soup cooked by his wife. No one can touch it!

Zhou Heng was shocked by his voice. He looked at the fragrant chicken soup in the incubator, but he was a little greedy. "I said, President Jiang, you are too stingy. I can't taste so much chicken soup."

"Go away!" But Jiang Beichen squinted, and then coldly highlighted a word.

In the tone, did not hide the threat!

Sure enough After Zhou Heng heard Jiang Beichen's words, Zhou Heng was not a good person.

"Forget it, don't drink it!" He put down the incubator like a hot potato. To offend boss for a mouthful of soup, it's not a good deal.

Seeing that Zhou Heng is so afraid of Jiang Beichen, song Xiaoya can't help laughing, "Jiang Beichen, let him have a drink. If you like it, I'll go back and make it for you."

In fact, song Xiaoya thinks Zhou Heng is very interesting, and there is so much chicken soup that it's nothing to let him drink. Big deal, she goes back to boil one pot more for Jiang Beichen!

Zhou Heng nodded and agreed, "my cousin's daughter-in-law is reasonable!"

Hear this red fruit's roundabout satirize him, Jiang Beichen cold vision swept past.

Drink his wife's soup? Don't even think about it!Zhou Heng was going to die in the end, but seeing Jiang Beichen's murderous eyes, he immediately got up and dodged, "that Today is a girl's birthday. For the sake of my happy life at night, I'll take the first step. "

As soon as Zhou Heng leaves, the office is quiet again. When song Xiaoya reacts, the soup in the bowl has been drunk by Jiang Beichen.

She also gives him Sheng, looking at his appetite, song Xiaoya's heart is full of satisfaction.

Jiang Beimo's villa.

Qiaoweiwei has been lying in her bedroom for a whole morning. She hasn't got out of bed since she woke up, and she hasn't seen Jiang Beimo. At noon, her fear is relieved.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, she couldn't go out, and she didn't know when to leave the cage or escape from Jiang Beimo.

"Grandma, it's lunch time. Let me help you downstairs." The servant came in from the door, stood by the bed and said politely.

Qiaoweiwei thought, Jiang Beimo may be downstairs, and then shook her head, "I don't want to eat."

Listening to her, the servant just nodded and stepped back. There was a sound of footwork outside the door, coming towards the bedroom.

Jiang Beimo appears in the room. As soon as he comes in, he sees Qiao Weiwei sitting on the head of the bed with a blank face, staring at the window in a daze.

"Why not eat?" Compared with last night's attitude, Jiang Beimo's attitude today is much softer.

"If you don't want to eat, you don't want to eat. You used to do the same." Qiaoweiwei staring at the window, did not look back at him.

Before, every time Jiang Beimo came back to Jiang's home, Qiao Weiwei would cook a table of delicious food for him. He just said coldly that he didn't want to eat, and then turned away.

She knew that he didn't want to eat, just didn't want to eat with her and didn't want to see her.