Invalid refusal to marry: the young wife downstairs is hard to serve

One of the two was reading novels and the other was working. Zhan Heyan didn't raise his head until eight o'clock in the evening.

Qiao Yiqiao fell asleep at five o'clock, probably because the temperature was just right. She hadn't woken up after sleeping for more than three hours, and she still seemed to be going to sleep.

Zhan Heyan tidied up the documents on the desktop, put down his pen and walked lightly to the edge of the sofa, squatted down slightly, looked at her sleeping face, raised the corners of his mouth, and stretched out his hand to cover her with the quilt.

"Huh? What time is it?"

As soon as it was covered, Qiao Yiqiao opened his confused eyes, with water in his eyes, raised his hands and hung them on Zhan Heyan's neck, and leaned his head over.

This posture is quite a test for Zhan Heyan.

No way, Zhan Heyan fondled her head, stretched out his hand to wrap around her waist, bent over and moved at the same time, sat on the edge of the sofa, then turned her around, and directly hugged her to sit on the sofa. He put his head on his lap, put his head on his chest, and smiled all over his face: "Be sober, we should go back, it's almost nine o'clock, I saw Koizumi sent you a message just now."

Qiao Yiqiao rubbed his chest coquettishly, her eyes continued to close, and her voice was hoarse with the peculiar hoarseness of just waking up: "I still want to sleep a little longer."

Zhan Heyan took the blanket and wrapped her tightly, then gently hugged her: "Go to sleep, I will carry you home."

Gu Feng, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, was used to it, walked to the elevator without squinting and pressed the down button.

When Qiao Yiqiao woke up again, he had already fallen asleep on the bed.

I don't know how long she slept, but now she is completely dizzy. She sat up slowly, checked the phone beside her, it was ten o'clock, the corners of her mouth twitched, she really slept for a long time.

However, what about Zhan Heyan?
She walked out the door slowly, with only a little sound from the kitchen. Qiao Yiqiao walked down holding the handrail. In the semi-open kitchen, Zhan Heyan was waiting for him, and there was a fish in front of him. , or a fish that has been ripped open.

"Are you cooking?"

After getting used to a little dizziness, Qiao Yiqiao walked a lot faster, with a smile on his face as he walked.

Zhan Heyan also expected that she would be waking up soon at this time, and without looking back, he looked at the pot and said, "There is a lot of oily smoke in the kitchen, stay away, go to the living room and wait."

Qiao Yiqiao wanted to go forward and hug his back like the heroine in the romantic scenes on TV, but now, hmph, the guy who doesn't understand the style!

And the person who was looking after Yu never thought that he was just a small act of doting on his wife, which would cause her dissatisfaction.

Three dishes and one soup, Zhan Heyan's cooking skills are good, at least considering his identity and background, it is indeed very good, after all, other rich sons probably have never even entered the kitchen.

Qiao Yiqiao filled the rice, sat on the seat and waited until Zhan Heyan was seated, then handed him chopsticks, and then began to eat slowly.

"Koizumi isn't here? How do you cook?" Qiao Yiqiao took a bite of the dish, um, the taste is okay.

Zhan Heyan saw her reaction, narrowed his eyes slightly like a kitten, it should be fine.

"She went on a date with Gu Feng and won't come back tonight."

Qiao Yiqiao's eyes widened immediately, when did Gu Feng take down Koizumi without making a sound?I have to say, it's amazing!
"Gu Xiao doesn't have a girlfriend yet?"

Zhan Heyan's words were brief: "It's divided!"

what?
The dish Qiao Yiqiao just picked up fell back into the bowl.

"I heard that Gu Xiao is too busy every day, but Gu Feng said that because the woman thinks that Gu Xiao has no future as a general assistant and can't make money, she only sees Gu Xiao's surface."

Zhan Heyan explained, seeing that she was listening with gusto, so he had to tell her more.

It turned out to be a story about a rich man who pretended to have no money, but was dumped by a gold digger. She felt that she had another comic material for her next step.

At the dinner table, Qiao Yiqiao was mostly talking, and Zhan Heyan followed suit, and the atmosphere was very warm.

After the meal, it was almost eleven o'clock, Qiao Yiqiao went in with Zhan Heyan to wash the bowls and pots consciously, and then collapsed on the sofa.

"Go out for a walk." Zhan Heyan was also a little full, glanced at the person on the sofa whose stomach was already slightly distended, smiled and reached out to pull her up.

Qiao Yiqiao took a pillow to cover her face, and said, "You can't see me."

However, in order to prevent her from accumulating food, Zhan Heyan always found a way to take her out.

The disadvantages of temperature in Tong City are particularly obvious at this time. The temperature difference between morning and evening is large. You can go out in a single T-shirt and jacket at noon, but now you have to add a coat.

"You slept a little too much today, go back after turning around, maybe you can still fall asleep."

Zhan Heyan glanced at the extremely reluctant little face, and explained aloud.

Qiao Yiqiao didn't speak, and dragged him to a small square, sat on a swing, and slowly swung: "I'm still sleepy."

Zhan Heyan was so blocked by this sentence that he didn't know what to say, little lazy pig, he has slept all day today.

Zhan Heyan was leaning against the swing frame next to him, and Qiao Yiqiao was sitting on the swing, and the two of them felt the slightly cold wind blowing on their faces, and felt a sense of tranquility for a while.

Suddenly, a little girl appeared not far away, she looked like she was three or four years old, standing under a tree not far away, if it wasn't for Zhan Heyan, Qiao Yiqiao would have thought of what she saw before Those ghost movies.

"Is that a child?"

Qiao Yiqiao tugged on Che Zhan Heyan's sleeve, and pointed to the tree not far away, with an unstoppable panic on his face.

Zhan Heyan turned his gaze away, twitched the corners of his mouth, and nodded affirmatively: "Yes, that's a child."

But who puts the child here now?
Qiao Yiqiao is not a troublesome person, but she is not a person who avoids things when she sees them. Seeing the little girl standing there alone, Qiao Yiqiao's loving mother was instantly aroused. She dragged Zhan Heyan to walk quickly. Go over and squat beside the little girl.

"Kid, where are your parents?"

Qiao Yiqiao tried to show a kind smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of worry.

The little girl's face was full of guard, and she took a step back unconsciously, with a little panic on her face, but she didn't speak.

Qiao Yiqiao didn't step forward, and asked in a more gentle voice: "You tell my sister where your home is, and I will take you home, okay?"

This area is almost full of various bigwigs in Tong City who are at the same level as Zhan Heyan, but I don't know who is so careless to put their children here.

The little girl still didn't speak.

Qiao Yiqiao had no choice but to turn his gaze to Zhan Heyan.

Receiving the gaze, Zhan Heyan sighed, reached out and hugged the child directly.

It may be that Zhan Heyan's expression at this time was so cold that the little girl was very frightened, she just struggled a little but did not cry.

Zhan Heyan saw a nameplate hanging around the little girl's neck at a glance. Qiao Yiqiao followed his line of sight and took out the nameplate with a string of phone numbers written on it.

"you are awesome!"

Qiao Yiqiao smiled happily, if it wasn't for the presence of the child, she would have jumped up and kissed her.

She dialed the number on the nameplate, and there was a middle-aged man's voice, his tiredness could not be concealed: "Hello!"

"Hello, I am a resident of Xinghaiyuan. I saw a little girl about four or five years old in the small square. There was no one around her."

As soon as he finished speaking, it sounded like something had been knocked over. It sounded crackling, and then came the anxious voice of the middle-aged man: "I am Song Guozhong, and that is my daughter. Please wait and I will go back right away."

Qiao Yiqiao wanted to say something, but hung up the phone over there.

She had a bitter face, she didn't want to suffer from the cold here, even if she could, the little girl couldn't.

"Let's go back, he will call you later."

Zhan Heyan held the child in one hand, took her cold hand with the other, turned around and walked back, explaining as he walked, "I heard the voice over there just now, and I should still be working now. The Song Group is in the southernmost , it takes an hour to drive at the fastest, so we can’t blow cold wind here.”

Qiao Yiqiao nodded quickly, exactly what he meant.

So, after going out for a while, Qiao Yiqiao got a child.

Children are a very novel "thing" for Qiao Yiqiao. Although she has assumed the responsibility of the family early, what it means to children is still in the stage of confusion and exploration. At this time, she saw such a The research specimen is here, so naturally he stares at the little girl intently.

"Do you want to eat fruit?"

Qiao Yiqiao asked casually, and without waiting for the little girl to answer, she turned around and went into the kitchen, doing things more attentively than ever before, Zhan Heyan sat by the side and watched Qiao Yiqiao busy back and forth, a little smile appeared on the corner of her mouth .

Fruits, small cakes, snacks, Qiao Yiqiao almost took out all the food in the whole house that is suitable for the little girl, probably knowing that this person has no malice towards him, the little girl is not polite, and glanced at the person sitting not far away. After eating the black-faced uncle, he ate it by himself.

Five or ten minutes later, the call came.

Qiao Yiqiao explained his identity, and a few minutes later, the doorbell rang.

The relationship between Qiao Yiqiao and the little girl was getting better, and when he heard the doorbell, he knew that it was Song Guozhong who had come, so he reluctantly lingered to the door and opened it.

A man in his 40s and a well-dressed gentle woman looked at Qiao Yiqiao anxiously.

"Guo'er is with you?"

Qiao Yiqiao nodded expressionlessly, and turned sideways to let them in.

As soon as she closed the door here, the crying sounded. At first, she just suppressed crying, and finally burst into tears. There were joy, worry, hatred and regret in it.

Although Song Guozhong looked calmly at the mother and child in the living room, his eyes were still red.

On the contrary, Zhan Heyan stood up, looked at their expressionless faces, and didn't know what he was thinking.

It took about 10 minutes before they listened. At this time, they also noticed other people inside.

"thank you all."

Mrs. Song held Qiao Yiqiao's hand, her face was flushed from crying, and her eyes were full of gratitude.