Reborn Sweet Wife: Quan Shao's favorite

Qiao Ruoqing pursed her lips, "Song Mingyuan, what do you mean by Weibo?"

Song Mingyuan's tone became puzzled: "It's not interesting, what's wrong?"

"What's the matter?" Qiao Ruoqing laughed angrily, "Wei Ran is my college classmate, you don't know him. Also, what does the matter between you and Ruolan have to do with me?"

This time, Song Mingyuan fell silent.

After a few seconds, just when Qiao Ruoqing couldn't help but want to speak, Song Mingyuan said, "Ruoqing, otherwise, let's meet and talk, some things can't be explained on the phone."

Qiao Ruoqing didn't want to see Song Mingyuan, but he was right, it's really not enough to just say it on the phone.

In fact, there are a lot of things that they should have said in person long ago.

Now that Qiao Ruolan has gone to a neighboring city, she is not afraid to tear herself apart with Song Mingyuan.

Thinking of this, Qiao Ruoqing immediately made an appointment with Song Mingyuan, and when she was about to start the car, a person appeared in her sight.

Wu Shan put on delicate makeup on her face. She was wearing a white shirt on her upper body, high-waisted jeans on her lower body, and a pair of ten-centimeter high-heeled shoes on her feet. Her already long legs were stretched long and straight. .

Looking up at the apartment building in front of her, Wu Shan entered the elevator room.

Qiao Ruoqing saw a white plastic bag in her hand, with blue words printed on it, but because of the distance, she couldn't see what was printed on it.

For some reason, Qiao Ruoqing suddenly felt more angry in her heart.

Didn't Huo Jingyuan say that Wu Shan would never come here?
Isn't it here yet?
Obviously we are together, is it necessary to hide it in front of her?

After starting the car, Qiao Ruoqing stepped on the accelerator.

……

After Qiao Ruoqing left, Huo Jingyuan immediately called Meng Zizhao again.

He wasn't sure if Qiao Ruoqing was so upset because she saw that Weibo.

But whether it was or not, he had to deal with it.

Meng Zizhao's phone line was busy, Huo Jingyuan called twice but failed to get through.

He simply stopped calling and found Cheng Han's name from the call log. Just when he was about to make a call, Meng Zizhao's call came in.

As soon as Huo Jingyuan picked up the phone, Meng Zizhao asked, "Mr. Huo, what's the matter? Are you so anxious?"

Huo Jingyuan has never been the kind of person who likes to beat around the bush, so he cut to the point: "How's the matter?"

Meng Zizhao was silent for a few seconds, and then replied with some helplessness: "Mr. Huo, it's only been 10 minutes. How can I be so efficient? You have to give me some time, right? Can you just wait patiently?" ?”

Before Huo Jingyuan could answer, the doorbell rang.

Thinking of Qiao Ruoqing's unhappy appearance just now, he thought she was back again, hung up the phone without saying a word, walked quickly to the door, and opened it.

He just wanted to ask Qiao Ruoqing what happened, but the person who appeared in his sight was not Qiao Ruoqing.

But Wu Shan.

Her hair was draped, and she was dressed similarly to when she was in the company. When she saw Huo Jingyuan, she smiled slightly, "Are you up? Aren't you sick?"

Lifting the bag in her hand, she continued: "I bought you medicine, you should take the medicine first."

Huo Jingyuan didn't answer, the expression on his face became a bit indescribable, he turned and went into the living room.

Wu Shan was stunned.

She didn't know what Huo Jingyuan's expression meant.

Shouldn't he be happy that she came to see him?

Taking out the slippers by herself and putting them on, Wu Shan followed Huo Jingyuan into the living room, "I know you don't like to take medicine, but what if you don't take medicine when you're sick? Sit for a while, and I'll pour you some water."

Putting the medicine on the coffee table, Wu Shan was about to turn around and go to the kitchen when her eyes were suddenly caught by the two prescriptions on the coffee table.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, her eyes were full of doubt and anxiety.

Huo Jingyuan has always disliked taking medicine. He has a good physical fitness and rarely gets sick. If he does get sick, he should suffer.

Until the illness is overwhelmed.

Wu Shan didn't believe that Huo Jingyuan bought the medicine himself.

"Have you taken the medicine?" Wu Shan seemed a little disappointed, and her voice was a little muffled.

"Yeah." Huo Jingyuan responded without looking at her, "Didn't I say that you don't need to come here if you have nothing to do?"

Wu Shan bit her lip and sat down on the single sofa next to her.

It took several seconds for her to adjust her mood, and smiled at Huo Jingyuan as if nothing had happened, "Isn't it because you are sick? I just wanted to come and see you."

Seeing that Huo Jingyuan's eyes had been examining her, Wu Shan quickly lowered her head and didn't continue to look at him.

After staring at Wu Shan for a while, Huo Jingyuan finally said, "Wu Shan."

His voice was very soft, different from the usual indifference in the company, but it was not mixed with much emotion.

For some reason, a layer of worry suddenly appeared in Wu Shan's heart.

She didn't know what Huo Jingyuan wanted to tell her, but she always felt that what he wanted to tell her would not be a good thing.

Pursing her lips, Wu Shan was about to speak when she heard Huo Jingyuan's voice again: "We are just ordinary friends, it's inappropriate for you to come to my place over and over again."

Wu Shanyu's eyelashes trembled, she raised her eyes, and looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.

normal friend?
She had known Huo Jingyuan for so many years, visited his parents many times at his house, knew almost all of his friends, and worked in his company.

But he said, are they just ordinary friends?
Almost subconsciously, Wu Shan wanted to refute.

She wanted to ask Huo Jingyuan, how could they be considered ordinary friends like this?

But when the words came to her lips, she held back again.

She didn't want Huo Jingyuan to be unhappy.

Frowning, she struggled to force a smile on her lips, "Jing Yuan, I don't mean anything else, it's just that you thought you were sick, so I came to see you."

Seeing Huo Jingyuan move his lips, she was afraid that he would say something of refusal again, so she hurriedly said: "You said it too, we are friends, there's nothing wrong with caring about friends, right?"

Huo Jingyuan didn't answer immediately.

He doesn't have many friends, and the first person to contact Wu Shan is not him, but Meng Zizhao.

At that time, he and Meng Zizhao were studying abroad, and Meng Zizhao first met Wu Shan. They were all Chinese, and Meng Zizhao admired her character very much, so he took her with him to dinner once.

Huo Jingyuan only knew Wu Shan from that time.

Later Meng Zizhao said that Wu Shan was a girl who left her hometown and it was inconvenient to live abroad. It was fate for everyone to know each other. He said that he wanted to take care of her. Huo Jingyuan felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said, so he didn't say much.

It's just that he almost didn't care about Wu Shan's affairs, and it was Meng Zizhao who took care of it.

At that time, Meng Zizhao's girlfriend Yao Shuangshuang was also abroad, so it was easier for him to handle Wu Shan's affairs.

After a long time, Wu Shan seemed to be one of them, and Meng Zizhao would call her every time there was a party.

But in Huo Jingyuan's view, she can only be regarded as an ordinary friend.

Even if he wasn't afraid of embarrassing the other party, he would still classify her as "people he knows".

People who know each other mean that they are just acquaintances, not even friends.

And he felt that the contact between him and Wu Shan was normal.Wu Shan visited Tang Lan and Huo Jiang at home a few times. She couldn't find a job after returning to China. Huo Jingyuan arranged a position for her in the company according to what Tang Lan said.

But now Wu Shan is still in the probationary period, and she will have to wait for the assessment at the end of the year to decide whether she can stay in the company.

He felt that the relationship between him and Wu Shan couldn't be more simple.

But why did Qiao Ruoqing keep mentioning Wu Shan in front of him?

Even when she bought him medicine last night, she kept saying things like "Wu Shan is back".

Wu Shan has nothing to do with here, so why should she come back?
Raising his eyes again, Huo Jingyuan's gaze was a little colder than before, "I'm not very good at dealing with the opposite sex, so such concern is unnecessary."

As soon as the voice finished speaking, the phone rang, and it was Meng Zizhao calling.

His first reaction was that Qiao Ruoqing's matter had come to an end, and he immediately went to the room with his phone.

Wu Shan wanted to say something more, but before she even called out her name, she heard the door slam shut.

He seemed in a hurry.

Wu Shan sat on the sofa, her eyes were a little empty.

When he lowered his head, his eyes once again fell on the two tablets.

It turned out that in Huo Jingyuan's eyes, she was just a simple friendship!

Well, friends are friends, anyway, friends still have room for improvement.

Then she still has hope.

……

Qiao Ruoqing and Song Mingyuan made an appointment at a coffee shop in a shopping mall in the city center.

Song Mingyuan was already there when she arrived, and when he saw her, he immediately waved to him.

Seeing the smile on Song Mingyuan's face, Qiao Ruoqing felt disgusted.

What kind of person is this?He made such a hint on Weibo this morning, but now he can appear in front of him as if nothing had happened.

This world is really amazing!
In front of Song Mingyuan, Qiao Ruoqing opened the chair and sat down. Before Song Mingyuan could speak, she asked, "What do you mean?"

Song Mingyuan was stunned, "What do you mean?"

Qiao Ruoqing frowned, took out her phone and clicked on Weibo. She wanted to find that trending thread, but she couldn't find it.

In desperation, she had no choice but to click into Song Mingyuan's Weibo, flipped to the Weibo he posted in the morning, put the phone in front of him, tapped the screen with her slightly longer fingernails, and made a "click" sound. Twice.

"Well, what do you mean?" she asked.

Song Mingyuan looked towards the phone screen, and after just a glance, he understood what Qiao Ruoqing meant.

Raising his eyes, he met Qiao Ruoqing's gaze, with a sincere look on his face, "Isn't this the relationship between you and Wei Ran that was rumored on the Internet a few days ago? Those people said so badly, I really can't stand it. So I want to clarify for you."

His face was full of innocence, "Ruoqing, what's wrong? Did I make you unhappy by doing this?"

If people who don't know see him like this, I'm afraid they really have to believe that he has good intentions.

But Qiao Ruoqing laughed out of anger.

"That incident was nothing at all, as long as it takes a long time, it will be forgotten by people. Now that you posted this Weibo, that incident was found out by others." After a pause, she continued: " And it's not that you don't know about my relationship with Wei Ran. If you really want to help me clarify, then you can just say that you also know Wei Ran and that he is a friend of all of us. Also, you said you and Wei Ran What do you mean if I casually talk about Ruolan's affairs? You mean, I designed your affairs?"