Chapter 702

Zhao Ning knows that Ji Mu is a philistine. Zhao Xiaoqing, the daughter she brought back from the outside, has always preferred Yan Ruyu's bitch's daughter.

But Zhao Ning also knows that this season's mother also has an ulterior secret. Just as it happens, she knows this secret.

If Ji Mu is willing to live in peace, she is also willing to keep her mouth shut.

But if Ji's mother really wants to be a stumbling block on Zhao Xiaoqing's success, she doesn't mind tearing her face and destroying Ji's mother first.

Who's afraid of who?

The top priority is to ease the relationship between Zhao Xiaoqing and Ji Chengdong.

For men, Zhao Ning naturally knows what to do. When his daughter needs it, Zhao Ning naturally gives it all.

Zhao Xiaoqing studies very seriously.

When Zhao Ning's mother and daughter studied how to save Ji Chengdong's heart, Xia Xiaowei was packing all the things she needed in her room.

You don't have to bring a lot of clothes, just enough to wear.

Books or something. Just take her to read them. Anyway, they are not valuable. Xia Xiaowei is not worried that Zhao Ning's mother and daughter will steal them.

Xia Xiaowei also took away only the valuable and needed things.

I cleaned up carefully, sorted out the things to take away, and then cleaned them again. It was also full of two suitcases and two large cartons.

After all was done and pushed to the wall, Xia Xiaowei sat down in her chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking around at the house where she has lived for many years, she still felt very sad, but when she thought that people should look forward after all, she pressed down the reluctance in her heart.

"Let's do something." Xia Xiaowei thought for a moment. Then she opened a brand-new book and took out a pen to check the composition of the painting and wanted to write the song promised to Director Zhao as soon as possible.

Although she has studied music for so many years, it is still difficult for her to compose music at the same level as the previous one.

However, Xia Xiaowei found a little feeling while sketching and humming.

Quickly opened a new page, Xia Xiaowei brushed down a music score, then repeatedly hummed twice and nodded with satisfaction.

"Good." Xia Xiaowei was more involved in her creation, and it was late at night before she knew it.

After yawning, Xia Xiaowei closed the book, tore off the last page, folded it in half and put it aside, ready to take it away the next day, and then washed and slept.

Xia Xiaowei slept soundly here, but Zhao Ning didn't sleep all night.

Xia Zhien didn't come back.

She wanted to call Xia Zhien, but she didn't dial out the number she pressed after all.

She doesn't want to be the kind of clingy woman to burden men.

She should be a man's favorite worry relief flower.

At the beginning, she returned to Xia Zhien with this attitude.

Yan Ruyu is beautiful, intellectual and talented. What can he do?

For Xia Zhien, Yan Ruyu is too strong. In front of Yan Ruyu, Xia Zhien feels oppressive even breathing. Where can she be comfortable around her.

There is an emotional foundation. Even though they have been separated for many years, it is still dry firewood meets fire for them.

Later, Yan Ruyu died, and she and Zhao Xiaoqing were also picked up.

She can finally become the hostess of the Xia family.

But now

The long night was so lonely that she didn't know where the man she relied on was now.

Guilt will only have a temporary effect and will not be a chip for the whole life. In the final analysis, she still needs a more favorable chip. She should firmly tie Xia Zhien's heart.

A son.

Zhao Ning's eyes became deeper and deeper. She needed a son, the son of her and Xia Zhien.

With this in mind, Zhao Ning took out her mobile phone and made an appointment for the hospital expert clinic next week. She still had to go and see how to conceive her son at the fastest speed.

The next day, the sun shines through the gap of the curtain on the big bed of the hotel.

The hangover headache stimulated his brain one step ahead of other sensory consciousness.

"Hiss" took a breath, and Xia Zhien got up from the quilt with his tired body.

"Oh!" A woman's cry of pain followed: "you pressed my hair!"

“！” Xia Zhien was stunned, immediately raised his arm and looked at the woman sleeping next to him in surprise.

The flamboyant wine red long curly hair sets off the attractive snow-white of her skin, and the mottled red spots on the shoulder and neck are more ambiguous.

"Well," the woman slowly sat up and looked at Xia Zhien like a complaint. Her young face was full of unspeakable charm.

Xia Zhien turned back and began to look for her clothes. The woman rested by the bed and reached for the lighter and cigarette at the head of the bed.

The metal lighter clicked and a cluster of flames jumped.

Simple movements are extremely sexy in a woman's white onion like fingertips.

"You are" Xia Zhien thinks women look familiar, but she can't remember for a moment.

"The barmaid." With a cigarette between her fingertips, the woman looked at Xia Zhien and said, "I've slept before."

“！” Xia Zhien remembered what happened when he was drunk in the bar last time.

"What? Uncle quarreled with his wife again?" A smile appeared at the corners of the woman's mouth and asked curiously.

"No." Xia Zhien accelerated the speed of dressing and wanted to tie his tie, but he found a hole in the tie and the color of lipstick.

Frowning, Xia Zhien threw the tie into the trash can, cleaned up his collar and looked at the woman with an expression of hesitation.

"Well," the woman took a cigarette, narrowed her eyes, looked at Xia Zhien, slowly spit out a cigarette ring and said, "I understand. I'll pay for the hotel. You can just go straight."

"Xia Zhien looked at the hand of the woman holding the cigarette and waved it carelessly. Instead, he should feel relaxed and heavy in another sense.

"I won't ask who you are, and I won't be curious about your career and your family. We just get what we need." The smile on the corners of the woman's mouth is publicized, which seems to be very satisfied with Xia Zhien's performance last night: "Bye"

"Xia Zhien opened his mouth. In the end, he didn't say anything, closed his mouth and left the hotel room.

Although the bar owner said she would pay, Xia Zhien paid the hotel fee before leaving and asked the driver to pick him up at the nearby street corner.

Today is Sunday. Xia Zhien doesn't have to go to the company. After getting on the bus, he asks the driver to take him straight home.

In the car, Xia Zhien still felt a headache. He closed his eyes and prepared to take a nap. However, the beautiful scenery of last night always appeared in his mind.

A young and energetic body is infinitely beautiful.