Difficult to raise a wealthy daughter-in-law

"Don't eat?" Han Jiangye covered his mouth and smiled, he really knew Song Xixian too well, "Aren't you very hungry?"

"But it's not delicious." I would rather not eat something that is not delicious.Song Xixian is particularly picky about what he eats. Although his family is poor, he has the mouth of a rich man.

"So you'd rather be hungry?" Han Jiangye glanced at his watch, it should be here.Just thinking about it, the doorbell rang.

"The doorbell is ringing." Song Xixian sat up from the bed in fright immediately, "Yes, yes, is that the old man? I won't go, you go." You won't come so soon, you didn't really come to see them It's progressing, maybe we still have to come and watch.

Han Jiangye laughed dumbfounded, "I can't tell."

"Then I definitely won't go. Song Xixian immediately covered the quilt, I won't go, I won't go!"

"If you don't go, I can't control that old man."

Here we go again.Song Xixian rolled his eyes, wishing he could poke ten or eight holes in Han Jiangye's body.Seeing his attire, he quickly wrapped himself up tightly.

Song Xixian walked to the door, muttering, and looked out through the cat's eye. The nervousness disappeared immediately after seeing the waiter outside the door, "Open the door, yes, what's the matter?"

"The meal you ordered."

"What meal?" Song Xixian wondered, and turned to look at Han Jiangye, "What's your name?"

"This is the soup and some side dishes ordered by Mr. Han. The oil in the soup has been skimmed off, and only a little salt has been added to the dishes. I wish you a pleasant meal." The waiter pushed the dining car into the room and saw the fried rice in the room. "Do I need to take this with me?"

"Ah, take it away." Song Xixian didn't want to eat this fried rice. Seeing that the waiter was about to leave, Song Xixian couldn't help calling him, "Tell your cook that this fried rice is really not very tasty, no It's like cooking in a five-star hotel."

The waiter was startled, as if no one had commented on the fried rice yet, and looked at her in surprise, "Okay, miss, I will pass on your opinion to the kitchen, I wish you a pleasant meal."

As soon as the waiter left, Song Xixian couldn't wait to open the lid. There were a few light dishes and light chicken soup. It was exactly as the waiter described, and a lot of the thick oil had been skimmed off.

"This is delicious." Song Xixian couldn't help but eat it up, "This dish is not bad, but it's still not as delicious as yours."

Thinking about it, Han Jiangye is really a good boyfriend, tall, rich and handsome, he can also cook good food, he is the best of a good man, he is really one in a hundred, "Are you hungry, let's eat together."

"I've already eaten." Han Jiangye got into bed and watched TV, but he was watching Song Xixian's every move from the corner of his eye. He was very happy to see her eating so happily, "Please eat." Remember to brush your teeth when you're done."

"It was an accident last time, okay?" Song Xixian immediately defended, last night she ate stinky tofu, and was disgusted by Han Jiangye, who forced her to brush her teeth and had to check her teeth. She was forced to eat several pieces of chewing gum before she was forced to enter the bedroom.

Song Xixian thought that she was already clean, but Han Jiangye's obsession with cleanliness simply made her unbearable.

Finding that no matter what he watched, he found it unattractive, Han Jiangye gave up watching TV, saw her brushing her teeth after eating, and threw the remote control to Song Xixian, "You can watch what TV you want to watch."

He himself took out a management book from his bag. It seemed that as a person in charge of a company, he needed to constantly recharge his batteries to enrich himself. Sure enough, reading a book made him more energetic than watching TV.

Song Xixian climbed into the bed, the bed was still warm, and took the remote control to search for good TV programs, "Hey, this Korean drama is broadcast on the TV station, I really want to watch it, it was broadcast on the Internet before, But because I’m not a member, I can’t watch it.”

"Online recharge is only a few tens of yuan for a membership, and you are not willing?" Han Jiangye's eyes were still fixed on the book, but since Song Xixian went to bed, his heart was still on the book, and he had already run away.

Song Xixian sat up and said, "No way, I was poor at that time, and my monthly income was very little, but for all kinds of expenses, it was too extravagant to recharge to watch a drama, so I wanted to wait for it to be free Ah, it turned out that he was not free all the time, and then this matter was left behind by me, and I didn’t expect it to be finally waited for by me.”

Song Xixian took the water glass prepared for himself, took a sip of water, drank the boiled water, and felt warm all over, "What book are you reading?"

"Management books." Han Jiangye said casually, "You watch your TV and leave me alone."

"Okay." Song Xixian's eyes focused on the TV, and when he saw that the hero was misunderstood because of some trivial matters, and even when he was about to break up, he would get all kinds of entanglements and complaints, "I'll go, I won't ask clearly, finally Crying like this, earning tears."

At the beginning, there was some righteous indignation, but later because the hero and heroine finally reconciled because they fell in love, they couldn't help being moved again and again, "It's not easy, it's not easy." I wish I could shed a few tears.

Song Xixian yawned several times as he looked more and more sleepy, "Whether Boss Zhang will come or not, I'll go to bed if he doesn't come."

"Sleep when you want, what do you care about others."

Song Xixian's eyelids were already fighting, and his body was already crooked while sitting, and then fell into Han Jiangye's arms.

Han Jiangye was taken aback. Seeing the head just fell on his chest, he smiled helplessly and pushed her hair away. Her fair skin and facial features that became more prominent due to her weight loss, even though she was 29 years old, But still no different from a girl in her early twenties.

Helping her to lie down, Han Jiangye put down the book, looked at her sleeping face, and smiled softly, "Xixian, good night."

Song Xixian overslept, but because a few scenes of Yang Shanshan were temporarily added, her role was moved to the afternoon.

Song Xixian looked at the text message sent by the director, and heaved a sigh of relief. It was already nine o'clock, and she, a rookie actor, made frequent mistakes, which would arouse public outrage.

What surprised Song Xixian was that Han Jiangye was still sleeping. Although he slept very late yesterday, Han Jiangye was always a very early riser, so he was still sleeping?

"Hey, Han Jiangye, wake up." Song Xixian couldn't help waking him up, "Don't you have work today?"

Han Jiangye woke up dimly and saw Song Xixian's wide eyes, "What time is it?"

"It's nine o'clock, you must be late." Model good boss, the model of the whole company is going to be late today, it's really big news.

Han Jiangye sat up slowly, took a look at the phone, "I haven't slept so peacefully for a long time, I didn't expect to oversleep."

"Did you not sleep well before?" Song Xixian was worried, "Is the company under a lot of pressure? Why didn't you sleep well? Didn't you have a good sleep before?"

"It was because you were next to me before. Of course I slept well." Ever since I slept alone, I seldom slept well. I glanced at Song Xixian, "Forget it, what's the use of telling you these things."

Song Xixian pouted, "Why is it useless?"

"What's the use, well, now you know I didn't sleep well, do you want to continue the same as before, give me a good morning kiss as before, and then say good morning to me?" Han Jiangye felt painful, he He thought he could forget, but the more he wanted to forget, the more he would think of something. Those blurred pictures became clearer. Every day when he woke up, the head of the bed was empty. He tried his best to imagine that she was by his side, but the cold quilt Remind him again and again that it's impossible.

Song Xixian hooked Han Jiangye with both hands, and sealed his lips, fiercely and passionately.

Han Jiangye immediately turned passive into active, catering to her kisses, entangled with her, and lingered to death.

The moment she left the hotel, Song Xixian didn't know what she was feeling at the moment, whether it was happiness or annoyance, but the sweetness just now made her couldn't help laughing, as if she hadn't laughed like this for a long time.

Looking at the key in her hand, it was the key of her car. She was asked to go to the 4S store to pick up the car in the morning, and she had been urged there for a long time.

Song Xixian took a taxi to the 4S store, and saw his own car, a bright red Chevrolet, the color is very positive, and the style of the car is also very good.

The moment he got in the car, Song Xixian was so excited that he couldn't speak, he couldn't believe that he had his own car.

After trying the car, there was no problem. After going through the formalities, Song Xixian got the car and used the temporary license plate first. After two weeks, the new photoshoot can be done.

Song Xixian was speeding on the road, this feeling was really cool, he didn't have the tension of a novice driver at all, and he drove all the way to Lorraine's home.

Lorraine finally took a day off, and happened to be at home today, and when he heard that Song Xixian bought a car, he immediately came down to look, "Han Jiangye gave it to you?" Lorraine immediately got in the car and tried it out, "Yes, you should have a car Don't squeeze the bus all day long, it's convenient to go back and forth."

"Actually, I just want a second-hand phone."

"You're fine, you're still thinking about your second-hand car. Before, you had no money, so you had to make do with it. But now that you have money, why do you still think the same way as before? You have to be worthy of yourself With your identity, I guess you will have to change to a better car in the future, but let’s make do with it for now.”

After talking about the car, Lorraine naturally wanted to ask where Song Xixian went last night.

"I was with Han Jiangye yesterday." Song Xixian said softly.

Lorraine opened his mouth wide, "Sleeping?"

"En." Song Xixian was a little shy, "Actually, I didn't do anything, just sleep."

"I'm really impressed with you guys. It's really interesting what you say you guys are still doing all the time when you know it's impossible to be together." Lorraine was also very helpless. What are you doing?"

Song Xixian pursed her lips tightly. In fact, she didn't know what she was doing, but she couldn't help herself. She still had a little hope in her heart, hoping that a miracle would happen.

"Don't meet again next time."

"But I can't help myself."