Chapter 213

Name:My Cold Wife Author:Xiang Ling
Xia Xing smell speech, quickly turned into the living room.

In the living room, Aunt Zhang is cleaning. Seeing Xia Xing come in, she quickly puts down her vacuum cleaner and turns to the kitchen.

Xia Xing put her hand on the tea table, and then followed her. She walked into the restaurant with a sorry face and sat down, "excuse me, Aunt Zhang, please help me heat so many times."

Aunt Zhang was stunned when she heard her words, and then she put the meals one by one into the microwave oven to heat them up. "Young lady is serious. I'm just a matter of convenience. If young lady really feels sorry, I'd better tell young master that he got up early in the morning to cook these meals for you."

As Aunt Zhang said, she brought the heated dishes to the table. Then she took out a pair of dishes and chopsticks from the cupboard and put them on the table. "Young lady, please go upstairs and wash. I was just worried that the heating would destroy the taste of the food, so there was no heating at the back. I want to say that young lady would heat it after she came back."

Xia Xing nods his head when he hears the words he promised Xi mubai. He quickly gets up and walks to the living room. He takes out his mobile phone from his bag. As soon as it is unlocked, a low-power tone appears on the screen.

In the master bedroom on the second floor, as soon as Xia Xing entered the room, he immediately took out his pajamas from the wardrobe. After a simple washing, he sat at the head of the bed and made a phone call to Xi mubai from the bedroom seat phone.

Maybe it's because today is Wednesday, and there are not many things in the company, so not long after Xia Xing dials the phone, there comes a connecting voice, "Hello, is it Xiao Xing?"

"Well." Xia Xing nodded, pressed the hands-free key, and then sat in front of the dresser beside him, smearing his face and saying, "I called you as soon as I got home. Are you happy?"

At the other end of the phone, Xi mubai was stunned when she heard her words, and then said with a smile, "don't you mean to call me as soon as you get home? Why did you call me so late?"

"I went to the bookstore on my way home."

Xia Xing pauses for a moment, looks up at the top of the bed, the wedding photo that has been magnified several times, hesitates for a long time, and then says: "mubai, you say I'm old enough to learn fashion design, isn't it a little too late?"

Xi mubai did not answer her, but changed the topic and said, "is this about your sudden resignation?"

"Well." Xia Xing answers lightly, and tells Xi mubai what happened when he was in college.

"So, I want to say whether I want to gamble. After all, I used to live for my family, but now I want to live for myself. And the master once said that I am a born fashion designer, and I don't want to waste my talent. Although it's a waste of time for me to learn at my age, it's not too late to get lost."

Xia Xing's voice fell, and the other end of the phone fell into silence. After a long time, when Xia Xing thought Xi mubai would oppose herself, Xi mubai agreed to her idea.

"If you really want to learn, I'll ask Marco to find some books about that. As for the master you mentioned, I'd like to ask Marco to investigate first. After confirming that there is no problem, you can contact her again. If there is a problem, you really want to learn fashion design, then I'll find a teacher for you again."

Xia Xing hear his words frown, want to retort, but think of the things before, after all or compromise.

"Well, first of all, I'll go downstairs for dinner. You remember to combine work with rest. I won't disturb your work. Goodbye. "

Xia Xing finished, as if afraid of Xi mubai said she, quickly hang up the phone.

In the dining room on the first floor, Xia Xing looks at the two meat dishes, one vegetable and one soup on the table, and his heart is slowly moved.

She finally understood why Lin Wanru and Aunt Zhang, who had always been kind to her, were so upset about her coming back late.

If it's her, you have to complain about her unkindness.

After all, Xi mubai got up early in the morning to cook these meals, hoping that she could eat nutritious meals as soon as she got home.

But she came back so late.

Thinking about this, Xia Xing took the bowl of rice from Aunt Zhang's hand and sat down on the chair with a smile on his face, "Aunt Zhang, you go to do your work first. I'll clean up after eating."

As soon as her voice fell, there was a Ding sound from the microwave oven. Aunt Zhang turned around and took out the last lychee meat and put it in front of Xia Xing. "Young master said that you like to eat this, specially let me do it, you try to fit your appetite."

Xia Xing nodded and put it into her mouth with chopsticks. The next second, her taste buds were swept by a sweet and sour feeling. She had no appetite and suddenly felt her appetite was wide open.

"It's delicious. Thank you, Aunt Zhang."

Aunt Zhang laughed, bent down to help her fill some fish soup with a bowl, and said softly, "this fish soup is very good for the body. The young lady is weak, so you can drink more."

"Well, you can do it."

After using the meal, Xia Xing used to clean up the table. Just as she was about to finish the washing, Aunt Zhang came in a hurry and stopped her, "young lady, you finished, why don't you call me."Xia Xing avoided her action of grabbing the bowl and turned on the tap directly. While washing, she whispered: "it's just a wrist. I'll do it myself. Aunt Zhang will continue to do your work. Don't worry about me."

"How can that work."

"No, I just washed it." When Xia Xing finished speaking, he threw a tongue at Zhang's aunt and went to the fridge. He took out a mask and walked toward the stairs. He told me, "I put on a mask and went to bed. Please don't cook my meal at noon."

"All right." Aunt Zhang saw Xia Xing go upstairs, and then she began to clean the living room again.

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In a remote apartment in Z City, Xia Xing stands in the living room, looking at the clothes on the model and the design draft in his hand. He always feels that compared with the design draft on paper, the real object he made lacks some aesthetic feeling.

Just as she was deep in thought, there was a slight knock outside the door.

A figure in the corner gets up and looks at Xia Xing. The next second he says, "open the door first."

Xia Xingdu mouth, dissatisfied with a glance at the speaker, and then admitted to the door.

The door just opened a gap, she immediately felt a burst of dazzling, subconsciously want to close the door, but the people outside seemed to have guessed her action, first step opened the door, "is this master Xue's home?"

Xia Xing nodded and made way for the entrance.

Because I have been living under the soft light for several days, and suddenly come into contact with the dazzling sunshine, Xia Xing's eyes are not used to it.

So in the blur, she only vaguely saw a tall man come into the room, seems to be wearing, pass by the moment, Xia Xing from his body, smell the good smell of mint fragrance.